The three Imperial Path powerhouses said nothing.
Though they found it hard to accept at first, after giving it deeper thought, they too fell silent. Together, they raised their eyes to the figure seated upon the imperial throne, waiting for his explanation.
The Emperor swept his gaze over the expressions of the four.
A trace of reminiscence flickered in his eyes as he spoke slowly. "At your level, you must have long since attempted to break into the Emperor Realm. The reason you have never succeeded is, first, because advancing along the Great Dao is difficult every step of the way. But the most crucial point lies in... chaos."
The Emperor sat upon the imperial throne, his body utterly motionless.
Yet the vast, boundless Sea of Worlds below suddenly split apart, while the Immortal Light and Dao laws around them all retreated.
In their place came endlessly surging currents of chaos. Gale winds howled, spacetime currents crisscrossed, and it was as though they had been transported in an instant to the Chaos Land beyond the worlds.
"Chaos Beings are nurtured by the origin of chaos itself. No matter how strong or weak they are, the death of any one of them will trigger a corresponding backlash from the consciousness of chaos."
The Emperor's voice slowly echoed through the chaotic currents, carrying the weight of ancient ages. "Within the Chaos Domain, worlds stand in great numbers, nurturing all living things. Every vast great world appears to be separated from chaos on the surface, but in truth, it remains linked to chaos by countless threads."
"Though I entered the Emperor Realm, it was chiefly because I inherited my late master's Chaos Great Dao. I expanded and supplemented it upon that foundation, and thus was fortunate enough to step into that realm on