A moment later, the winds and waves subsided...
Nie Yun floated in the air, strolling as leisurely as if in a garden.
The Chaos Storm that had made people blanch was casually torn apart by him. There was not the slightest sign of fatigue on his face, as though he had merely done something trivial.
"Not bad. Although my realm hasn't advanced over these thirty thousand years and I'm still trapped at the peak of the Heaven-Slaying Realm, my strength is several times greater than when I fought the Asura King!"
A faint smile rippled across his face.
After his rebirth, his cultivation had advanced too quickly. Though the Martial Dao Master Talent had stabilized his cultivation and dispelled the restlessness, he had truly accumulated too little. Over these thirty thousand years, both his temperament and strength had settled with the passage of time. Not only had they not gone to waste, they had instead become ever richer and mellower, like fine wine aged for years—sweeter and more fragrant.
"Big Brother, look ahead!"
As the wind scattered and the clouds vanished, Nie Tong flew out of the cabin once more and pointed forward.
After the Chaos Storm was torn apart, an enormous world appeared before them. Like a balloon stretched across the Chaos Ocean, it hung silently in the void, slowly drawing power from the Chaos.
A world born from Chaos would use Chaos as nourishment to strengthen itself, so long as the Heavenly Dao within it was powerful enough.
Judging by its size alone, this world was far larger than the Six Paths of Heaven and Earth. It split apart the surrounding Chaos Ocean, like a pearl amid gray currents.
"So there really are other worlds besides the Six Paths of Heaven and Earth. I just wonder whether this