High-Tier Dao Lord Falls

Each step landed in chaos, and with each step, a temporary passage was carved out beneath their feet.

The passage closed behind them, leaving no trace whatsoever.

Only the fragments of laws splashing from beneath their feet flickered once in the chaos before vanishing.

An hour later, the two entered a region where the chaos was relatively stable.

The chaos here differed from elsewhere.

It was no longer grayish-white, but a shade between dark gray and light gray, like the morning sky, like the sea at dusk.

The chaos flowed very slowly—so slowly it resembled a river on the verge of drying up. Gray mist drifted through the void, like weary snakes. The laws were clearer here.

The fluctuations in the flow of time had become negligible, and the distortions in the spatial structure had largely recovered.

The Source Sea laws that had been suppressed in the Abyss Sea for so long seemed to have been released here, changing from sluggish to swift, from heavy to light. Dao Lord Dark Nether sat cross-legged in the void.

Deep-blue radiance of laws coiled around him, flowing through the chaos like tamed rivers.

Each river had its own direction and speed—some fast, some slow, some broad, some narrow.

They interwove, entwined, and separated around Dark Nether, forming a complex three-dimensional network.

That deep-blue radiance was bright, but not glaringly so. It was a gentle kind of brightness.

Like phosphorescence in the deep sea, like fireflies on a summer night.

As they flowed slowly through the chaos, they made an exceedingly faint rustling sound, like distant waves breaking against reefs.

His eyes were closed.

His breathing was slow—so slow that a single cycle of inhalation and exhalation took the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

His heartbeat was steady, as steady