Time flew by. More than a thousand years passed in the Creation God Wheel's world, and Jiang Ping'an finally more or less comprehended the Chaos True Demon Scripture.
Jiang Ping'an opened his eyes and murmured to himself, "The Chaos Realm is the return to the mother of all laws, the grasping of the beginning before division."
"Though the Immortal Realm transcends the limits of the world, it still retains the concept of an 'I'—the Indestructible true spirit existing as an independent subject. What the Chaos Realm must break is precisely this final layer of distinction: to completely merge the 'self' into the source of all things—chaos."
"Chaos is not disorder, but the primordial state before the birth of the universe, when all laws had yet to differentiate. It is neither existence nor nonexistence, but the sum of all possibilities."
"A cultivator at the peak of the Immortal Realm must take the initiative to scatter himself apart, returning his Immortal substance, Indestructible true spirit, and all accumulated cultivation to chaos. This is not suicide, but taking chaos as the furnace and the self as fuel, re-condensing amid utter 'dissipation.'"
"This pass cannot be taught, nor can it be prepared for. It depends entirely on a wisp of opportunity that cannot be put into words. Once successful, the cultivator no longer has an independent form, Primordial Spirit, or even 'self-awareness'—or rather, his consciousness is the consciousness of chaos itself."
"That degree is extremely difficult to grasp. Miss by a hair, and the body dies, the Dao vanishes, and everything turns to nothing."
"No wonder no human has cultivated to the Chaos Realm. This is completely gambling with one's life, and the odds of failure are overwhelming. There were already not many human Immortal Existences to begin with, and under such a high