Chu Ming withdrew his divine sense.
Dark Nether approached from the left.
His deep-blue water-element laws spiraled around him, the chaos particles mixed within the currents increasing from forty percent to forty-five percent.
The particles were no longer distributed evenly, but in a pattern.
They formed layers of fine, dense markings within the water, like the rings of a tree.
He raised a hand, and an extremely thin line of water shot from his fingertip.
The water line was only half the width of a hair, deep blue in color, yet laced with a great deal of grayish white.
The color of chaos.
The water line slid past the black-robed man's side without touching him, merely passing an inch from his body.
As it passed, the water line trembled slightly.
It was not stirred by the wind, but by "sensing."
The water-element laws were sensing the black-robed man's aura.
The water line traveled from the black-robed man's head to his feet, sliding past his side without pausing.
Dark Nether recalled the water line.
"He is a mid-level Abyss Great Lord."
His tone was calm, as though he were reading a report.
"But his ability to communicate with laws gives him a special status in the abyss.
"He is equivalent to the Abyss Lord's 'diplomat.'"
Something flickered faintly in his dark-gray eyes.
It was neither suspicion nor vigilance, but "confirmation."
Confirmation that the black-robed man had not lied, that his identity was real, and that his threat level was very low.
Kunyu approached from behind.
His earth laws spread beneath their feet, earthen-gold light extending forward from beneath the six of them like a thick, solid carpet.
Wherever the light passed, the colorless chaos was compacted, fixed, and reinforced.
It changed from "nothing" into "something," from "undefined" into "defined as ground."