Initial Universe, Chaos City.
Thirty years in this ancient, eternal city were no more than the flick of a finger.
Outside the city, the gray chaotic currents continued to churn day after day.
Some of the ascetics sitting cross-legged atop the rooftops had not even changed their posture once in thirty years.
But for this batch of young geniuses who had just entered Chaos City, these thirty years were the most precious and most frenzied period of transformation in their lives.
At the edge of Chaos City, within a tranquil cultivation estate.
Lin Fan sat quietly cross-legged in the center of a secret chamber.
At this moment, Lin Fan no longer possessed the sharp, exposed edge he had carried when he first entered Chaos City.
In its place was a profound vastness, as though he had completely merged with the space of the entire universe.
Over these thirty years, aside from cultivating here, the place he visited most often was the wilderness beyond Chaos City.
The Chaos Beasts that had died by his hand had long become an astronomical figure beyond calculation.
Those Chaos True Spirits had not only nourished the soul of his true body to an absolute state of perfection, one beyond further advancement.
Even the souls of the Golden Horned Beast clone, Huisuo Behemoth clone, Crystal Thunder Clan clone, and Chang Yue clone nurtured by the Origin Placenta had all been forcefully fed to perfection by that pure energy.
Now, every one of their souls was crystalline and flawless, like the most perfect treasures in the universe.
This absolute harmony between soul and universal space had directly caused his already monstrous comprehension to erupt uncontrollably once more.
Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes.
The first two diagrams of the Taiyuan Chaos Stele had finally been completely comprehended