A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 483 Nine-Layer Space
In the ocean of chaos.

Xiong Mo held in his hand a thread of cause and effect that was so weak that it was almost disappearing. He broke through the layers of cover-ups that came from the way of chaos and looked at a huge light blue "star" in front of him with a slightly hesitant expression.

He raised his brows slightly, pinched his fingers to make a spell, and condensed wisps of dreamy light that evolved from the Way of Chaos and the surrounding chaotic spirit fluid, and waved them in front of him.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of stars flashed, streaking across illusory trajectories, drifting towards this "star" existing in the chaos. In its flowing light blue "atmosphere", colorful flames burst out, forming a meteor shower that only appears in fairy tales.

Gazing at the "stars" that were completely unaffected and continued to operate as usual, Xiong Mo's face gradually revealed an expression of interest.

He murmured in his heart, "Although I know that this piece of chaos is not simple, but judging from the surface of this 'star', the power that maintains its own operation seems to be several levels higher than the 'Way of Chaos'."

"Is this something left behind by other 'Chaos Gods', or is it a Chaos Wonder that was naturally bred in the Chaos Space?"

"Moreover, how could this huge pale blue 'star' be related to me, the 'Pangu' who was destined to create the universe?"

If he were in another "world" where fate and cause and effect were manifested, and he could hold the thread of cause and effect, he would be able to calculate most of the information with just a slight movement of his fingers.

Unfortunately, in the current chaotic space, except for the "Tao of Chaos", all other "Tao" are hidden. If one wants to restore the corresponding Tao, there is not even a "thread" to grasp, and a good cook cannot cook without rice.

After a little contemplation, Xiong Mo decided to enter this light blue "star" to explore.

He was now just an incarnation created by the blood of the Chaos God. Even the pure spirit in his body was fake. If he really died, it would not damage the "Pangu" body that was still in the making. He could afford to lose only a drop of the Chaos God's blood from his heart.

If one could use some magical power to follow the fate of this incarnation of divine blood and touch the real body of "Pangu", it would undoubtedly be great news.

Xiong Mo's body was surrounded by wisps of chaotic divine power. He stretched out his hand and pointed lightly. The chaotic Dao essence that filled the chaotic spiritual liquid beside him responded autonomously and condensed into a huge chaotic vortex, circling the light blue "star" with vast and boundless energy.

An extremely vast force of heaven and earth, in the huge vortex of chaos, rolled up specks of light and splashed out countless brilliant rays of light.

The radiance of chaos is constantly generated, then dissipates and drifts into the chaotic space.

Xiong Mo, who was already standing in the distance, grabbed a ray of starlight splashing out from the chaotic vortex, and the thoughtful light in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He whispered to himself, "If I'm not mistaken in my perception, this should be the 'Way of the Stars'. But why does the 'Way of the Stars', which should be extremely strong, give me the feeling that it is 'easily integrated' into the 'Way of Chaos'?"

Then, he slowly summoned a wisp of chaotic Dao essence that was equivalent to the Dao essence of the stars, and overlapped the two together.

Immediately afterwards, a scene appeared that made Xiong Mo's face twitch slightly.

The starry Dao essence actually "melted" into the chaotic Dao essence, and at a very fast speed.

In just a moment, not even a trace of the Star Dao Essence could be seen. In the end, the only change that could be detected was that the Chaos Dao Essence had become nearly half as thick.

"Everything starts from chaos, and everything ends in chaos. Is this a natural cycle?"

Xiong Mo's expression became subtle, as if the prayer he had made to Senior Brother Lingbao seemed to have worked.

The concept of chaos in this "world" is really very close to one's own "All Things Return to One". If one can elevate oneself to a high enough level, perhaps one can directly verify one's own "End of the Road Conclusion" in the [Gray Fog Space].

At this time, the "atmosphere" on the light blue "star" gradually became thinner and dim, and finally completely shattered, emitting a large number of light spots with starlight, making the deep chaotic space become extremely dreamy.

When Xiong Mo raised his head slightly, allowing the chaotic vortex to slowly subside, an ancient wooden palace with a size of nearly 100,000 square meters came into his sight.

Strolling to the gate of the palace, he stretched out his hand and gently pinched a ray of chaotic light, and printed it on the door. A picture of a mythical beast that looked like a swimming dragon and a giant Kun slowly emerged.

The faint star energy rose again, emitting bits of bright light blue fire. The light but powerful cry echoed in the ears. The blurred phantom of heaven and earth reflected more images of mythical beasts, but all the drawings were extremely hazy. Even with Xiong Mo's current level of cultivation, it was difficult to see clearly.

After the rising drawing circulated once, showing one hundred and eight thousand and ninety-one different mythical beasts, the phantom of heaven and earth quietly collapsed and fell into fragile colorful starlight.

He casually raised a blue star and said in an inexplicable tone, "One hundred eight thousand and ninety-one blurry drawings. Is this referring to the number of Chaos Demons?"

"It seems that I am not the first 'Pangu' who was ordered to open the sky in this chaos."

Then, Xiong Mo slowly walked into the palace and began to observe every ornament and tall building that had not collapsed, feeling the wildness inside and the profound civilization heritage displayed in detail.

He murmured in his heart, "With such a profound civilization, this world that seems to exist in the past, the level of cultivation is close to the level of 'quasi-immortal king'. It can stop the erosion of a chaotic vortex. The level of this palace is also good among the 'quasi-immortal king instruments'."

"So, who is the owner of this palace?"

Xiong Mo's gaze penetrated all the structures of the palace, scanning all the places that were imprinted with the faint aura of the stars, and his expression gradually became confused.

Because the star essences throughout the palace were extremely fragile, as if no living creatures had moved there for a long time. It gave him the feeling that the master of the palace had fallen a long time ago.

"How could such a palace have no living creatures come in for such a long time?"

"Even if those 'Chaos Demon Gods' born in the chaos in the past perished in the creation of the universe, then where did the living beings in the universe go?"

"Bury them all in the chaotic space and merge with the chaos again?"

"Probably not."

Xiong Mo raised his hand and circulated his own Dao of Chaos in his palm, deducing the creation of heaven and earth and simulating the duration of existence.

He whispered to himself in his heart, "According to the intensity of this chaos, the natural duration of a normal world is at least more than 10 billion years."

"After such a long time, I don't believe that there is no living being who has comprehended the 'Way of Chaos' or transcended the heaven and earth in other ways."

Time passed slowly, and Xiong Mo followed the faint line of cause and effect and gradually walked into a hall filled with hundreds of scrolls and dozens of jade boxes.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at a chaotic Tai Chi diagram that exuded the feeling of the beginning of all things, before the separation of yin and yang, the creation of heaven and earth, and the beginning of time.

There seems to be a kind of way of heaven and earth hidden within it that is similar to the way of chaos, but also different.

"The Way of Tai Chi?"

"No, this is not the 'Way of Tai Chi'." "This diagram gives me the feeling that it has not yet reached the same level as the 'Way of Chaos'. It is just a 'power' involving the concept of 'Tai Chi'."

"Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it 'the power of Tai Chi'?"

Xiong Mo stretched out his hand, and wisps of chaotic energy emerged. He took off the Chaos Tai Chi diagram and placed it in front of himself.

Strands of chaotic energy flowed from the body, split into two halves, forming the momentum of Tai Chi, slowly turning, and began to imitate the extremely weak Tai Chi power of the Dao diagram in front of him.

"Tai Chi is the time when the universe's yin and yang have not yet been separated. It is the last stage before the creation of heaven and earth. It is similar to chaos, but different."

"But from a certain perspective, Tai Chi is an inseparable part of chaos and is the fifth stage of the chaotic evolution process."

Gradually, Xiong Mo derived a strand of Tai Chi power from nothing, and constructed a clear chaotic Tai Chi Dao diagram in his hand, which seemed like a poor version of the scroll in front of him.

But soon, as Xiong Mo's understanding of Tai Chi in his memory was adaptively transformed, the Tai Chi power in his hand was rapidly pushed forward. The chaotic Tai Chi diagram constructed by this kept approaching the meaning displayed by the scroll in front of him, and in a short moment it was on par with it.

When the Chaos Tai Chi diagram in Xiong Mo's hand showed "movement" and "stillness", an illusory world in his palm gradually took shape, and the power of Tai Chi immediately sublimated and rose to the same level as the "Tao of Chaos".

"The Way of Tai Chi is accomplished."

Watching the "Taichi Way" derived from the "Chaos Way" shining with light, a certain feeling deep in the soul was quietly touched.

Xiong Mo's expression gradually revealed a hint of enlightenment. He maintained the "Way of Chaos" and "Way of Tai Chi" in his hands, and gradually blended the two together.

This time, the Tai Chi Dao Essence did not "melt" into the chaos and disappear without a trace like the Star Dao Essence. Instead, it was reorganized together with the Chaos Dao Essence.

The "Way of Tai Chi" disappeared, the "Way of Chaos" also disappeared, and the new "Way of Chaos Tai Chi" gradually flowed into his hands.

In silence, a never-ending and vast sense of power was revealed.

Xiong Mo whispered to himself in his heart, "The power of the Tao has increased. If the original accompanying Tao of Chaos is the first level, then the Tao of Chaos that integrates the reflection of "All Things Return to One" is the second level, and the current Tao of Chaos Tai Chi is the third level."

"So when my own 'Tao' is elevated to a certain level, it needs to be integrated with the rest of the 'Tao' in order to move forward?"

"No, it should be to push one's own 'Tao' to the 'extreme' in a certain direction, and then integrate it. Only then can the power of the 'Tao' that one has cultivated continue to increase."

"This path to enlightenment seems somewhat familiar."

Xiong Mo frowned, and after a long time, he gently shook his head, put aside his thoughts, and turned his gaze to the other hundreds of scrolls.

He raised his hand slightly again, causing the chaotic energy to roll lightly, but before he could pick up the scrolls and place them in front of him, he gently put his hand down, dispersing the chaotic energy.

"Time has passed too long. The meanings in these paintings cannot reach the height of the 'Power of Tai Chi' in the Chaos Tai Chi Dao Diagram. They have completely dissipated."

"Now, apart from the fact that the material is slightly better and can resist the erosion of the chaotic energy, there is not much special about it."

A complex three-dimensional chaos rune appeared in his eyes, and traces of cause and effect and fate appeared again.

At this moment, the thing that was originally weakly related to Xiong Mo's causal fate was already in his hand, but under the reflection of the "Chaos Tai Chi Way" with enhanced power, a very vague but close-up trace of causal fate appeared in his field of vision again.

Xiong Mo's eyes slowly shifted to a jade box. "This newly emerged fate and cause and effect is really interesting. It took me until I realized the 'Dao of Chaos Tai Chi' to show a faint connection between fate and cause and effect."

"Is it because the power of the previous 'Dao of Chaos' was too weak to be mastered, and the 'Dao of Chaos Tai Chi' is needed?"

With a bit of curiosity, he slowly walked to a jade box covered with chaos runes, reached out and slowly opened it.

A chaotic stone with a slightly turbid color appeared. At first glance, it seemed to be no different from the decorations dotted in this palace.

But as Xiong Mo integrated wisps of chaotic divine power into it, layer after layer of extremely complex restrictions containing the flavor of chaos slowly unfolded.

After a cup of tea, nine restrictions that resembled three-dimensional arrays all appeared before his eyes.

The patterns in it are clearly visible, which makes it so different compared with the vague starlight in the entire palace.

With curiosity, Xiong Mo slowly focused his gaze and began to comprehend the mysteries contained in these nine different chaos restrictions.

But soon, the curiosity in his eyes turned into caution.

"The level is quite high, almost comparable to my peak state when I don't use my trump card."

"How could such a thing appear near this chaos that is about to create the world?"

"Or was it researched by a great master who transcended the chaotic world in the ancient times?"

He bent his index finger and slowly copied the nine different chaos restrictions. He then began to reconstruct them using his own profound Taoist knowledge and his own unique chaos runes.

As the moments passed, an illusory thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Green Lotus floated in the air, swaying with drops of Chaos Spirit Liquid and shaking with some unusually deep Dao marks.

At this moment, Xiong Mo's expression had become solemn. He raised his hand, activated the "Dao of Chaos Tai Chi" and began to pour strands of chaotic divine power into the green lotus.

"Tick tock. Tick tock"

Drops of chaotic-colored liquid slowly rose from the heart of the lotus.

Then, the chaotic divine power left, and a trace of power belonging to the true spirit was mobilized and merged into the green lotus.

The newly appeared chaotic-colored liquid rose again from the heart of the green lotus, exactly the same as before.

The corner of Xiong Mo's mouth twitched slightly, and he murmured silently.

"Ninth level space?"

(End of this chapter)