The doors of the immortal palace opened silently before Li Qingshan.
The hall beyond was vast and empty.
Its ceiling vanished into a soft, chaos-colored glow. The floor was paved with a single expanse of chaos immortal jade, warm and smooth, with faint patterns of law flowing across its surface.
A mass of chaos-colored light hovered in the center of the hall, brightening and dimming by turns. It was not dazzling, yet it bathed the entire hall in a faint nine-colored halo.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet, silver, and gold slowly intertwined within the halo.
Li Qingshan stood at the entrance without stepping inside.
He could sense that the power within the light far surpassed anything he had encountered before. It was purer than Dark Star's immortal Metal nature and vaster than the sources of law in the ocean of the Great Dao.
The chaos law began circulating through him on its own, resonating with the light in a way he could not describe.
He straightened his robes and walked into the hall.
His footsteps rang clearly against the chaos immortal jade, echoing through the empty space.
As he approached, the light slowly changed.
A figure began to take shape at its center.
Blurred, then clear; illusory, then solid. After several breaths, a middle-aged man in a blue-green robe appeared within the light.
The man had a lean face and gentle features. Long hair streaked with gray and white fell across his shoulders.
Nine different colors of law-light swirled around him—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet, silver, and gold. Though they intertwined, a layer of chaos-colored light held them all together.
Each of the nine lights carried an aura of flawless completion. They remained as distinct as two rivers divided by a clear boundary, yet coexisted in