"Rumble!"
A deep rumble exploded within Daochen's sea of consciousness.
The instant his divine sense entered the Chaos Pearl, Daochen felt as though he had arrived in another world.
An endless expanse of white surrounded him, without sun, moon, or stars, as though everything lay within a region of chaos. Yet overhead, three thousand vast rivers wound through the sky, releasing boundless Dao resonance of unfathomable profundity.
"These are the Three Thousand Great Daos within the Chaos Pearl?"
Daochen gazed in astonishment at the three thousand endlessly stretching rivers of the Great Daos above him. Boundless Dao resonance poured into his body through his limbs and bones, bringing his mind an unprecedented tranquility.
After examining them carefully, however, Daochen noticed a difference compared with the Three Thousand Great Daos wielded by the Three Thousand Chaos Gods and Demons during the World-Creation Tribulation.
The Three Thousand Great Daos contained within the Chaos Pearl were merely embryonic forms, still evolving rather than fully perfected.
Even so, they were terrifying beyond measure!
Once the Three Thousand Great Daos within the Chaos Pearl finished evolving, they would one day develop into a world, different from those worlds that mighty cultivators created with their magical power.
This microcosm would have no need to depend on the Primordial World for its existence.
Instead, it would exist independently, forming its own space and time. Even if the Primordial World were destroyed, the world within the Chaos Pearl would remain.
But the microcosms those mighty cultivators created in dependence on the Primordial World could only turn to tribulation ash when the Primordial World shattered.
At this thought, excitement immediately spread across Daochen's face.
Did this not mean that, once he fully controlled the Chaos Pearl and its inner world finished evolving, he would become the sovereign of an