The Elder of Chaos still stood within Chaos.
On the surface, he looked little different from before.
Yet his face now bore an unconcealable arrogance and dominance.
Great swaths of immortal light swirled around him, and divine radiance burst forth.
Laws and order surged mightily, even calming some of the ceaselessly raging Chaos Qi for hundreds of miles around.
The Taisu True Exposition.
It pierced all acquired illusions and revealed the innate essence of all things.
For the Elder of Chaos, he had merely glimpsed its threshold.
Compared with Lord Taisu, it could even be said that he had yet to truly comprehend and assimilate so much as a tenth or a fifth of it.
Even so, his powers of perception had already undergone a qualitative leap.
The laws and order that had once been a chaotic, elusive jumble began to grow clear in his eyes.
The trajectories of Dao rhythm that had once been tangled and shrouded in mystery began to fall into orderly patterns in his eyes.
"Heh..."
The Elder of Chaos chuckled under his breath, his laughter gradually shifting from restrained to exuberant before finally becoming a peal of unbridled, wild laughter.
"Hahahaha..."
That laughter echoed through Chaos, torn apart by the storms and reassembled by the turbulent currents of space-time, sounding eerie and shrill.
But the Elder of Chaos did not care. He felt only satisfaction, only exhilaration, only that the pent-up resentment of countless ages had finally found release at this moment.
"Gu Changqing..."
He murmured the name, his voice low, laden with irrepressible hatred and anticipation.
"You seized my Chaos Bead, destroyed my Dao foundation, and drove me to flee into the Outer Chaos Region like a homeless cur... I have kept an account of every last one of those debts."
"Now, Lord Taisu