At Dao Yin's side, the donkey said, "Master, could Xu Ying have been beaten senseless by us and decided to fight us to the death beside the wisteria? If so, perhaps we can kill him in one stroke and eliminate future troubles!"
Dao Yin smiled. "Let us hope so."
Over the years he had pursued Xu Ying, the Sea of Chaos had grown exceedingly thin. Primordial Chaos Qi had become increasingly rare, and universe after universe floated within the seemingly empty Sea of Chaos. Without the suppression of Primordial Chaos Qi, the universes were many times larger than before.
Dao Yin suddenly realized that it had been a long time since he had seen cultivators from other universes.
"Perhaps these universes have grown too large, making it difficult to fly out. Very few people can probably leave."
He thought, "It is also possible that some people did fly out, but after seeing that there was nothing outside, nothing but emptiness, they simply went back."
The Sea of Chaos was now so deathly silent, aside from Xu Ying, who was always appearing and disappearing like a ghost.
As Dao Yin gazed at the utterly silent Sea of Chaos, he felt somewhat torn and involuntarily recalled Xu Ying's question. If, in the future, they completely swallowed the Sea of Chaos into that Cosmic Hong Yuan, yet could not open up the Cosmic Hong Yuan, what would they do then?
His mind actually grew somewhat unsettled, but he immediately became alert. "This is my calamity descending, disturbing my Dao heart and obstructing me from seeing the truth of the Great Dao."
He soon regained his composure and continued following Hun Tunsheng toward the wisteria.
Along the way, he would occasionally see dense clusters of Primordial Chaos Qi. They seemed to conceal another Sea