Li Fuyuan immersed himself in the Nameless World Domain and continued cultivating. He cultivated there for another four thousand years or so, and after attaining the superior fruition, he steadily ground his way to the realm of Pursuit of Completeness.
The superior fruition and the realm of Pursuit of Completeness in the chaos Dao were entirely different from those of ordinary Dao methods. The myriad worlds merged into one, all pointing toward the Great Chaos. There was no need to destroy every version of oneself; all one needed was to surpass yesterday's self.
But beyond that, he no longer knew how to proceed.
Even asking his teacher would have been useless. After breaking through his shackles, his Dao method had now surpassed Changsun Tingzhi's. Not to mention that the chaos Dao was wholly different from ordinary Dao methods—only he himself could understand the road ahead.
Yet at this time, he had already sorted out why he could not take part in the battle between Celestial Xia and Origin Xia. His battlefield, his duty, lay in the chaos Dao. Perhaps great powers of the Upper Layer were watching over him at every moment.
For instance, this world domain of his had likely been opened by some mighty Upper Layer cultivator. Only someone like that could accomplish such a thing. This made him realize that perhaps he could seek guidance from cultivators at a higher level.
Once this thought came to him, he sat in meditation for several days. Then, within his cave abode, he set up an offering table, respectfully bowed toward the heavens, and voiced his doubts.
He had not waited long when a pillar of light reaching the sky appeared above the offering table. As music as clear and flowing as water arose, the silhouette of an enormous Daoist