Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

The Heavenly Realm, the Thirty-Three Heavens.

A colossal magic array, radiant with immense power, enveloped the core area. At the array's eye sat the seven most powerful saints of the Three Realms.

Their breaths were intertwined, together maintaining this array of seals and obliterations.

At the core of the magic array, a formless and intangible entity, yet emanating a terrifying aura that even saints found oppressive, was suppressed—the very essence of chaos.

The Chaos entity is extremely difficult to completely destroy. Even if the Seven Sages joined forces, they could only rely on this meticulously arranged ancient array to gradually wear down its existence.

Over a thousand years, even with the combined efforts of the Seven Sages, they could only erase about one-tenth of the consciousness of the Chaos's original form. The road to completely eradicating it remains long and arduous.

At that moment, the seven sages almost simultaneously sensed a subtle change in the chaotic entity within the formation—it had detached a wisp of consciousness, which quietly pierced through a pre-designed gap in the formation and projected outwards.

The Seven Sages were not too worried about this; on the contrary, they were happy to see it happen.

This gap was intentionally left by them—the chaotic consciousness is highly concentrated and extremely difficult to erase; if it actively disperses its consciousness, it is much easier to defeat it one by one.

However, Chaos clearly understood their intentions and rarely did so.

As for what harm this escaped consciousness will cause?

They weren't too worried.

A chaotic consciousness detached from its original form has a strength of at most that of a quasi-saint. There are beings in the Heavenly Realm that can deal with it, such as the Jade Emperor.

"Tell me," Houtu Niangniang asked with interest, resting her chin on her hand, "what's this guy planning to do with another 'smaller' branch? Surely he's not going off to have fun again?"

Faced with her question, the other sages did not answer immediately, but instead turned their gazes to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun was somewhat helpless and had no choice but to stretch out his slender fingers and quickly perform calculations in the void.

However, after a moment, he frowned slightly, then relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hmm...it should be aimed at that brat Qin Le." Yuanshi Tianzun said with a hint of uncertainty, yet with certainty.

"What do you mean by 'should'?" Bai Ze couldn't help but complain, "Yuanshi, your divination is getting more and more vague."

The other sages also cast speechless glances.

Yes or no, if it is, then it is; if it is, then it is. If we're going to deal with Qin Le, then we're going to deal with Qin Le. Where does this argument even begin?

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and shook his head, explaining, "Because I can't figure it out. And within the Three Realms right now, the only things that I can't figure out at all, besides this chaotic mass before me, are Qin Le, whose heavenly secrets have been personally concealed by Nuwa's divided soul. Since the chaos has moved, and its target is unpredictable, then it's 'most likely' heading towards Qin Le."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately understood.

Chaos itself does not belong to this realm; its characteristics are strange, and its power is formidable. It is normal that the Primordial One could not calculate it.

As for Qin Le, with the goddess Nuwa personally shielding him, unless Fuxi, who has already left the Three Realms, personally intervenes, no one can predict his future.

This incalculable result, ironically, becomes a clearly directional answer.

"This guy," Donghuang Taiyi stroked his chin, "Why do I feel like it's more concerned about Qin Le than about the Three Realms?"

"Who knows what it's up to?" Lingbao Tianzun shrugged, his tone tinged with helplessness.

The other sages also looked on with curiosity, examining the churning chaos within the formation.

That's definitely not normal.

Over the past thousand years of Chaos invasion, only ten strands of consciousness have been separated, two of which occurred in recent years, and both times the target was the same person—Qin Le.

What is so special about Qin Le that makes Chaos so obsessed with him?

"There's something this old Taoist doesn't understand," Laozi stroked his long beard and asked, "Chaos knew that Qin Le was protected by Nuwa, so why did it still separate a wisp of its consciousness...? What's the difference between that and sending itself to its death?"

"Perhaps it has mastered some new methods that we have never seen before?" the Moral Celestial speculated, but his tone was not quite certain.

The other saints remained silent.

Chaos is definitely not stupid; in fact, it can be said to be very shrewd.

There must be a deeper reason behind its seemingly foolish act, which even a sage would consider foolish.

Chaos wouldn't tell them, so they could only suppress their curiosity for now and ask the person involved when Qin Le ascended to the Heavenly Realm in the future.

Another half hour passed.

Suddenly, the seven sages simultaneously sensed something amiss, and their gazes turned in unison to the core area of ​​the Chaos entity.

Without warning, a small, exquisite, and familiar-looking object appeared out of thin air. It was made entirely of the purest chaotic origin, and its surface was covered with ominous patterns of dark red and gray-black.

"This is... that 'Truth' that kid Chen Yun came up with?" Bai Ze recognized the appearance at a glance.

Before they could think it through, an indescribable, terrifying fluctuation suddenly erupted from within that tiny, chaotic version of truth!

"Not good!" A sense of alarm rose in the hearts of the Seven Saints.

boom--!!!

An explosion occurred that defies description.

That was not an ordinary release of energy; it was more like a conceptual annihilation of the chaotic existence itself!

A violent torrent of destruction raged within the Chaos entity, its power so terrifying that even the seven saints presiding over the formation on the outer perimeter felt a chill run down their spines.

The effect is immediate.

The massive chaotic entity was blasted away, losing nearly a tenth of its original size!

More importantly, the core strength of its consciousness has also visibly weakened by the same proportion!

"Nuwa!!!!"

For the first time, the Chaos entity let out a clear and furious roar filled with pain, shaking the entire sealed space.

The seven sages looked at each other, momentarily stunned.

"Holy crap..." Bai Ze, rarely so composed, exclaimed in surprise, "How did Goddess Nuwa manage to do that?!"

The seven of them painstakingly worked for over a thousand years to erase one-tenth of the consciousness of chaos.

As a result, the goddess Nuwa threw a little gadget from somewhere, and one explosion did the work of more than a thousand years!

This efficiency gap is too much of a blow to even a saint!

"I don't know." Donghuang Taiyi shook his head solemnly, his tone complicated: "But what is certain is that Nuwa and the others... are no longer on the same level as us."

Upon hearing this, the sages all fell silent.

Back when Nuwa, Fuxi, and the others were still in the Three Realms, their strength was beyond imagination, but at least it was still within the scope of saints that they could understand.

But now, even a wisp of Nuwa's soul left in the mortal realm, with just this one casual move, has already reached a level that they cannot comprehend or even reach.

"So..." Houtu Niangniang sighed softly, asking a question they had discussed countless times but never had an answer to: "Why won't those guys come back?"

In her opinion, if Nuwa's fragmented soul could display such power, then if any of her original selves were to return, the chaos that had been causing them headaches for over a thousand years could probably be wiped out with a single slap.

This question remains unanswered.

The other sages had different expressions. Some may have genuinely been unaware, while others may have had guesses but lacked evidence, so they remained silent.

However, including Houtu Niangniang, they all had a vague feeling that the answer to this question that had troubled them for so long might not be far away.

When Qin Le, who is favored by the Goddess Nuwa and so cherished by Chaos, grows up, all the mysteries may be revealed.