"Forget the Human Emperor's inheritance. Wu Zhao Mountain has already spoken with me; this inheritance truly does not suit me."
"To be precise, I will not walk the path of the Primordial Dao either. I have greater ambitions."
Prince Yan finally released Lin Xuan, but upon hearing his words, he pulled Lin Xuan into an embrace once more.
"What do you mean?"
Prince Yan's face was nearly pressed against Lin Xuan's, the light in his eyes flickering endlessly as though he wished to see through him completely.
"Chaos."
Lin Xuan lightly uttered those two words.
Though Prince Yan had long anticipated it, he was still shocked at this moment, his entire body stiffening.
The light in his eyes flickered uncertainly, and the aura around him surged without cease. Clearly, his heart was anything but calm.
After an unknown amount of time, Prince Yan finally calmed down somewhat, though his gaze still roamed continuously over Lin Xuan.
"Taiyuan... destruction... order... spacetime. No wonder you would have such thoughts."
Prince Yan rubbed his chin and no longer leaned so close to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan had no idea what he was muttering about, but at that moment, Prince Yan's spiritual will enveloped him.
"I once saw an ancient record. In the past, Taiyuan, spacetime, order, destruction, and others all attempted to transcend and take control of Chaos."
"But in the end, they all failed."
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank sharply at those words. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he even began to speculate about the connection between these powers of his and Chaos.
But then Prince Yan continued, "You need not be anxious. Perhaps you possess what they lacked. No one knows to this day how Chaos can be attained. I can only say this: I wish you success."
"Thank you!"