Chapter 460: Lingbao Returns to the Boundless Chaos, with no above or below, no before or after—only eternal nothingness and the occasional shattered stream of light streaking past.
Zhou Qing and Yun Zhongzi left Buzhou Mountain, passed through layer upon layer of void barriers, and finally stepped into this place where all things returned to ruins.
The scene before them was far more desolate and deathly silent than they had imagined.
As far as the eye could see, there was none of the churning chaotic qi they had expected, none of the raging earth, water, fire, and wind—only a deeper kind of "nothing."
The chaos of the past had nurtured Pangu, nurtured the Prehistoric World, nurtured endless heavens.
But the chaos before them seemed to have been thoroughly "wrung dry," "drained" of every possibility, leaving only the most basic, almost nonexistent backdrop of void.
What could occasionally be seen were "wrecks" so immense they were beyond description—dim, drifting slowly.
They were not matter, but remnants left after some "world" or "concept" had shattered, like dried-out skeletons drained of blood, utterly lifeless.
"So this is... the true chaos after the Prehistoric World shattered?"
Zhou Qing's mind trembled.
Though he was already Great Luo, standing here he still felt as insignificant as dust, and a sorrow born from the Great Dao welled up in his heart.
"Yes and no." Yun Zhongzi's expression was complicated, carrying an indescribable grief.
He pointed toward those enormous, dim wrecks drifting there.
"Those are larger fragments of the Prehistoric World. Having lost their core origins, they died long ago and became tombstones within chaos."
"And the Great Thousand World we dwell in, the Lingxiao Immortal Domain, even the Earth Immortal Realm..." Yun Zhongzi paused, his voice low.
"They are merely a comparatively intact, somewhat larger 'tombstone.' They