In the Chaos Dao Court Plaza, every Demon God's gaze was fixed on the figure sitting cross-legged at its center.
Shichen's eyes were closed. The suppressed Copy System floated before him, wrapped in eleven Daos. He was following its faint connection to the God of Systems, tracing it back to the god's true body.
The process was slow.
Even Pangu had set aside his usual carefree manner. He sat on the steps nearby, gripping the Pangu Axe with both hands. Every so often, he looked up at Shichen, then lowered his head again. His lips moved, but he said nothing.
The Order Demon God stood quietly in the distance, her gaze fixed on Shichen. For once, the Fate Demon God and Karma Demon God had fallen silent. They leaned against the wall with their eyes closed, their thoughts unknown.
Across the entire plaza, only the faint sound of the eleven Daos flowing could be heard.
No one knew how much time passed.
Shichen opened his eyes and stood.
"I found him."
Those three words made every Demon God raise their head.
Pangu appeared before Shichen in an instant and asked urgently:
"Where is he? What's his cultivation?"
"In an unknowable place, where past, present, and future overlap. Very far away."
Shichen looked beyond Hundun, his voice calm.
"As for his cultivation, our earlier guess was right. He's at the peak of the Chaos Realm, Ninth Heaven, on the verge of entering the Great Dao Realm!"
The atmosphere in the plaza grew heavier at once.
The peak of the Chaos Realm, Ninth Heaven. Just hearing of such a realm was enough to make them feel suffocated. Yet Shichen was about to face it alone.
After several breaths of silence, Pangu thumped his chest.
"I'm going with you! Two can get things