The instant Yuanshi stepped into the Chaos Bead, his entire body froze.
He stood in the void within the Chaos Bead. Before him stretched an endless expanse of grayish-white chaos.
Countless chaotic traces of light drifted through the depths of the chaos. They were Law Fragments surging without order.
At the center of the chaos floated a massive island, tens of thousands of times larger than Mount Fangzhang had been when he refined it. All kinds of rare Spirit Planting and trees covered the island, nourished by Innate Spiritual Energy until they grew so lush they blotted out the sky.
Spiritual Light wove across the island's surface. The forests were verdant, medicinal fields spread in broad swathes, and waterfalls hung between the rolling mountains. The falling water scattered into luminous mist halfway down, then was held aloft by the spiritual energy below, breaking into droplets that fell across the vegetation. Every dewdrop on the blades of grass gleamed.
The spiritual energy across the entire island was far denser than when he had first seen it, nearly comparable to the Prehistoric World before the War of the Three Clans.
Yet Yuanshi turned his head and surveyed the place once, then again. The crease between his brows tightened deeper and deeper, as though he were looking at an object that had been arranged in a terribly disorderly fashion.
The island's land and Spirit Planting might have been laid out neatly enough, but the Dharma Treasures darting about everywhere were a terrible eyesore.
The Sea Calming Beads were lined up in a row, skipping across the water. The Green Lotus Precious Color Banner was rolling up a gust of wind as it chased the Profound Origin Water Control Banner. Other Dharma Treasures were scurrying about in between, some crashing together, bouncing apart, then