"Hmm? Black Wind actually managed to reach this point!"
At the sight of this, Qiu Yan's heart stirred. Rather than being alarmed, he was delighted.
"I had thought that Black Wind's invasion of the past would let me probe the Primordial Mystery. I never expected the power of the Three Divine Hairs to exceed all imagination; even a mighty expert of the Sixth Realm could not stop them or glimpse their secrets. Yet Black Wind has now smashed his cauldrons and sunk his boats, disregarding his very foundation to uncover that mystery. This is the opportunity!"
As the thought fell, Qiu Yan once again stirred Karma, intending to continue sending his insights and memories further ahead.
Yet as he made this move, a trace of doubt arose within him. He knew perfectly well that if he continued onward, he would enter a world where Divine Abilities ought not exist—a world with no manifestations of gods, no Dao Arts, no spells. In such a world, how could he maintain his Heaven Lord realm? What vessel could support it?
Despite all these doubts, Qiu Yan had no intention of retreating. His will followed his intent onward, drawing close to that unknown Chaos through the connection of Karma.
But just as it came within arm's reach, a force of repulsion arose and forcibly blocked him. His insights and memories could proceed no farther!
"Hmm? What is going on?" The sliver of will carrying memories and insights grew puzzled. "Black Wind has already entered it. Why can't I keep up?"
Boundless and vast, colors shifting without end.
This was a land of Chaos. Black Wind Great Venerable's will endured endless tearing and shattering as it pressed onward, yet he felt utterly lost. Even that faint thread of Karma from before had vanished without