Primordial Unity encompassed all things, contained all things, and was everywhere.
Primordial Unity was principle, the Dao, everything. All things were part of Primordial Unity; it was so vast it had nothing beyond it, so small it had nothing within it.
The infinitely vast and the infinitely small alike lay within it.
Yesterday was the past; today was the present; tomorrow was the future. However things changed or eras passed, regardless of life or death, Primordial Unity endured.
The Heavenly Dao and the Great Dao; Fate and Karma; Fortune and destruction; what existed and what did not; what could be imagined and what could not; what had been born and what had yet to be born.
In short, all things lay within Primordial Unity. Nothing could transcend it; all rested within a single thought of Chaos.
Empty yet not empty, existent yet not existent, present yet not present.
Primordial Unity shared one body with the Dao and was one with it.
This Dao was no ordinary Dao of Heaven and Earth, but the Dao of Primordial Unity—or rather, the Great Dao Matrix spanning the entire Boundless Chaos Sea.
Primordial Unity defied imagination, conjecture, and prediction. It was a supreme achievement without equal.
As when Meng Chuan returned, logic, rules, Karma, and all else could not constrain Primordial Unity in the slightest.
Of course, that was only true from the perspective of living beings beneath Primordial Unity.
Beings of this realm were not particularly rare in the Boundless Chaos Sea, though they were not numerous either.
Others of the same level imposed limits. However strong one was, one could not simply do as one pleased before an equal.
The powers and authorities they shared naturally canceled each other out when two Chaos Ones fought. In the end, it came down to