Of course, now that causality had reversed and Chaos had appeared at this point in time, the path within it was no longer the conventional route of Dao Fruit and Nine Tribulations, but had veered onto another path.
There was power, but no essence.
Take the present Dao Xuan, who had attained the Dao. In terms of power alone, he had even reached the domain of Eight Tribulations, yet he possessed none of the essence of a true tribulation.
Because the path he had taken was not the path of attaining the Dao, but "Dao-merging."
He had merged with a portion of Chaos's essence.
And the reason Chaos possessed such formidable essence was entirely because of Zhao Cheng's mind-image spacetime.
In the present Chaos, everything unreal had been evolved from Zhao Cheng's mind-image.
It could even be said that it was precisely because Zhao Cheng's mind-image had harnessed infinite spacetime that Dao Xuan, upon merging with the Dao, could ascend to the heavens in a single step and gain power comparable to Eight Tribulations.
After all, under the influence of the Dao Lord's apocalypse radiation back then, those powerful lifeforms that possessed strength but lacked supernatural traits had at most only been comparable to the ninth rank.
The gap between the ninth rank and Eight Tribulations was several orders of magnitude greater than the gap between a speck of dust and a universe.
The powerful beings beyond Chaos all saw this clearly. Only Dao Xuan was like one standing amid these mountains, unaware of the depths of the clouds, knowing nothing at all.
On this day, Dao Xuan attained the Dao and opened up the real world. The real realm and the illusory realm were separated, and the disaster that had stretched on for untold ages was finally severed.
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