Chaos, Two Principles, Four Forms, Six Directions, Nine Palaces, Myriad Daos, Return to the Origin!

"Chirp, chirp!"

Little Radiant Chick puffed up his down in displeasure, a string of rumbling coos rolling from his throat as he glared at the Little Spirit Flowers crowding around him.

The flowers remained utterly oblivious, enthusiastically pressing their petals against him. One even boldly crept onto the tuft of upturned down on his head, ready to take root.

Yun Huang: "..."

If I use divine power to burn these flowers to ash, will my elder brother whine at me for three whole days?

Liu Qingwu, Yun Tianluo, and the other spectators had no attention to spare for any of this. The fierce battle high overhead had already drawn every eye.

The two figures fought faster and faster, shattering space like sheets of paper wherever they passed, only for it to reform again!

Within the hazy gray Chaos Domain Field, the energies of death and life cycled endlessly. The little flower patch that had initially been no larger than a palm had now spread into a dazzling crimson-gold sea of flowers.

Little Radiant Chick angrily pecked away a petal trying to burrow between his feathers, then cast a resentful glance skyward with his beady eyes.

As though sensing it, Yun Qing's lips curved ever so slightly.

Yun Jinglei craned his neck, his orange hair blown into a puffed-up dandelion by the fierce winds descending from above. He paid it no mind, repeatedly sucking in sharp breaths through his teeth.

"Heavens." His voice sounded unsteady as he murmured, "When Eldest Brother beat the two of us up back then, was he not even using half his strength?"

Yun Baojian glanced at him. For once, he offered no mockery and merely looked away in silence.

Gently waving his folding fan, Yun Tianluo had wandered over at some point as well. He seated