The instant he saved Yun Su, Wanhua sensed the immense will awakening from the depths of the Chaos Vortex, filled with primordial greed and malice.
His gaze sharpened. Rather than fleeing at once, he took the weakly breathing Yun Su, along with the Inch-Close Literary Boat, into his Literary Palace to nourish her.
Then he turned and faced the terrifying existence revealing a savage corner of itself from within the chaos.
It had no concrete form, only a vast shadow that continuously twisted and devoured light. From its core emanated a dreadful aura that made laws wail and all things fall silent.
It was one of the ancient creatures birthed by chaos, born with the instinct to devour. It fed on the wreckage of worlds and the Dao Fruits of intruders. It could be called—the Void Devouring Dao Beast!
"Roar—!"
The formless roar shook the chaos. It was not sound, but an impact that struck directly at the Nascent Soul!
Countless chaotic and violent thoughts, tempting one's Dao Heart into ruin, surged toward Wanhua like a tide, trying to contaminate his Primordial Dao Fruit and shatter the defenses of his will.
An ordinary Quasi-Saint, or even one who had only just entered the Primordial realm, would likely have been thrown into a panic before such a chaos beast that specifically devoured Dao Fruits. One careless mistake could damage their Dao Foundation.
Yet Wanhua's expression did not change. Instead, a trace of understanding and... indifference flashed through his eyes.
"An aggregation of disorder, the true nature of devouring. You possess only power, but no spiritual clarity. You are merely a powerful... beast."
He did not unleash any earth-shattering divine ability. He merely spoke slowly, his voice not loud.
Yet it seemed to contain the first strand of the Light of Principles