Chaos without end, profound and eternally silent.
Jiang Yun stood atop this shattered world's ruins, holding a violently pulsating, silvery-gray fluid in his palm.
A raging power of time flowed within it, radiating a chilling energy; it was the ancient Time Origin that he had painstakingly gathered together.
It took a great deal of effort to suppress and tame this primordial power. After examining it briefly, he sent it into his Inner World.
Deep within the Inner World, in the core space of the world, the Three Ways of Heaven, Earth, and Man Incarnation Heaven, Earth, and Man are intently sorting out and transforming this heavy yet precious power, which can greatly supplement the Time Law of the Inner World.
After carefully storing away the Time Origin, Jiang Yun looked at the Chaos Ruins. His Divine Sense carefully swept over every corner of the area, hoping to find something more.
The Dao Derivation Disk hovered above his head, its clear light flowing and filtering out the mixed information in the Chaos Aura, aiding his search.
He carefully avoided the areas where the traps of the Destruction Law remained, navigating through the distorted Spatial Folds and turbulent energy currents.
However, after wandering around, the results were meager.
Apart from a few fragments of Spiritual Treasure of unknown quality, Laws had almost completely dissipated, and the remains of Innate Spiritual Root with only roots remaining and weak spirituality, there was nothing else that would make this Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal stop.
The value of this ruin seems to have been squeezed dry long ago, or perhaps it was long ago obliterated by Chaos.
"In the end, it's just wreckage." Jiang Yun sighed softly, putting away those meager gains.
He once again summoned the Dao Derivation Disk, pouring his Primordial Chaos Divine Sense into it, deducing the trajectory of the Chaos Aura and the direction of energy, searching in the boundless void for the next possible opportunity.
The screen shimmered with a clear light, outlining a path leading to a more stable, deeper part of the Chaos.
He lingered no longer, his figure transforming into an invisible stream of light, following the guidance of the Dao Derivation Disk, and once again plunged into the deep darkness.
There is no concept of time in the Chaos; it is unknown how long one has traveled—perhaps a thousand years, perhaps just a moment.
Jiang Yun passed through several more ruined lands of varying sizes, some as vast as the Western Primordial Desolation world, others as small as Small World.
He stopped to investigate, but the result was disappointing.
These remnants were either completely annihilated or contained Laws were too primitive and complex to be of any help to his current level.
The cruelty of Chaos is laid bare here; the death of the world leaves behind nothing but garbage abandoned even by the Chaos universe.
Just as Jiang Yun was about to activate the Dao Derivation Disk again to find a new path of exploration, a strange feeling suddenly seized him.
The Chaos Aura ahead underwent a subtle, imperceptible change.
It was no longer a simple, chaotic flow, but rather formed a Whirlpool that tended towards "Order".
This Whirlpool was not violent; on the contrary, it was exceptionally stable, containing an ancient and profound Space Law power that Jiang Yun had never seen before.
The power was so powerful that even this Newly Promoted Hunyuan expert felt a chill run down his spine.
He stopped in his tracks, becoming alert and wary.
Just then, the center of the spatial Whirlpool rippled slightly, and a figure silently emerged.
He was an old man.
He was not tall, and his face was ancient and thin, covered with deep wrinkles etched by time.
Dressed in the simplest gray linen robe, he seemed to blend into the Chaos background.
His first impression is one of extreme ordinariness, like an inconspicuous pebble on the roadside.
However, those eyes were so deep that they seemed to contain countless worlds of destruction and rebirth, revealing an indescribable sense of vicissitude and wisdom.
What concerned Jiang Yun the most was that the old man did not possess the violent Fiendish Qi of ordinary Chaos beasts, but only a calm and serene demeanor that came from having experienced countless tribulations.
The old man's gaze fell on Jiang Yun. For a moment, Jiang Yun felt the operation of his Purple Mansion World freeze slightly, as if the gaze had seen through him from the inside out.
Immediately, a faint hint of surprise flashed across the old man's eyes, along with... an indescribable complex emotion—a sense of nostalgia, reminiscence, and even a barely perceptible touch of warmth.
"The aura of the Primordial World..." A peaceful, gentle voice rang out, clearly echoing deep within Jiang Yun's soul, "And... it's someone who has only recently attained enlightenment? Interesting, truly interesting."
Jiang Yun was shocked!
The aura of Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal was restrained and harmonious, having long since broken free from the constraints of heaven and earth. Yet, the other party was able to see through his Root Foundation at a glance and even sense the aura of the Primordial Desolation World!
The old man's strength was unfathomable, far exceeding his expectations.
"Junior Jiang Yun indeed came from the Primordial World and attained enlightenment in the Chaos."
"May I ask your honorable title, senior?" Jiang Yun bowed deeply, adopting an extremely humble posture.
When encountering such an entity in the unknown Chaos, caution is paramount.
"Primordial World... Jiang Yun..." the old man repeated, his gaze drifting into the distance, as if traversing boundless time and space. Finally, he nodded gently, a warm smile appearing on his lips, like a spring breeze blowing across an ancient pool. "Just call me Old Ancestor Yang Mei."
Yang Mei?!
The name exploded in Jiang Yun's mind like a thunderclap from Chaos!
His pupils constricted sharply, and he was utterly shaken!
This name is truly legendary!
Legend has it that the Chaos Space Demon God who survived at the beginning of Heaven-Opening Form Transformation Hollow Willow in the Primordial Desolation World!
After Hongjun attained enlightenment, he also entered the Hunyuan Chaos Realm!
He is a living fossil who was a contemporary of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and even clashed with him to some extent!
His current level of cultivation is very high, and it's truly fate that we met in the depths of these Chaos Ruins!
Yang Mei seemed quite satisfied with Jiang Yun's reaction, and the smile on his face deepened:
It seems that some of the younger generation still remember my name.
The Primordial Desolation Origin aura emanating from you is like a lighthouse in the darkness amidst the Chaos; though far away, it is enough for me to perceive.
As for your cultivation level... heh, that's just the beginning of the Primordial Hunyuan, where the aura of the Great Dao hasn't been fully internalized and concealed yet. It can't fool the old guys who've walked this path."
Jiang Yun took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and bowed solemnly once more. "To be able to see your true face in this Chaos is truly an immense opportunity!"
"An opportunity? Encountering it in the World Ruins might not be a lucky thing."
Yang Mei and shook his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the huge floating debris in the distance. "Young friend Jiang Yun, this place is the graveyard of Chaos, the end of all worlds."
In the Chaos, the worlds are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, and birth and death are as natural as breathing.
When a world comes to an end, whether Destruction by conflict, collapse, or simply dies of old age, the vast majority of its remaining remains will eventually be rejected, absorbed, and gathered here by the very rules of Chaos, forming the vast, eternal 'junkyard' you see.
The fragments you obtained are nothing more than pitiful traces left on those endless corpses.
His calm tone revealed the true origin of this Chaos Ruins, and also resolved Jiang Yun's doubts about the enormous scale of this place.