Strength was the greatest source of confidence.
Back when Meng Chuan was still merely a Great Luo, he had naturally avoided contact with Chaos-Level beings whenever he could.
The gulf between them was too vast. If he appeared before a Chaos One, he would be entirely at their mercy.
Whether he existed or ceased to exist rested on a Chaos One's whim. There was little sense of safety in that.
Things were different now. Meng Chuan had become the very kind of being he had once been reluctant to approach.
His former misgivings were gone.
But Meng Chuan was cautious by nature. After considering that he might visit the Queen Mother of the West someday, another thought occurred to him.
His realm was extraordinarily high, yet he had never fought anyone of the same level.
The Shrouding the Heavens Great World had only one Dao Fruit holder, the Dao Venerable, who was not even a native of that world.
As for the Origin Ancestor, he was merely a shadow left by death.
For now, Meng Chuan had no opportunity to fight a Chaos-Level opponent.
Meng Chuan was confident he was no weaker than other Near-Limitless Beings. It was the confidence he had earned by cultivating from nothing to where he stood today.
Given his past accumulation and the path of Primordial Unity through which he had attained the Dao, he was bound to rank among the strongest Near-Limitless Beings.
But he still needed to know how strong other Near-Limitless Beings were, or at least the typical strength of those at this level.
The lower limit for a Near-Limitless Being could not be very low. But beings differed, so their upper limits naturally varied too.
Knowing that would help him when he traveled the Chaos Sea in the future.
Of course,