Chapter 75: Chaos Layer

The flow of time on the Origin Continent was slow, and space was highly stable. When Luo Feng pursued the Blood Cloud Shenjun, he burned divine power to unleash a blade technique that tore through space—but even then, he only breached the shallowest layer of space.

The Chaos Layer lies at the deepest stratum of space.

Very few Chaos Dominators can enter the Chaos Layer by their own means.

The simplest way is to ascend against the current of the ‘Chaos Wastes’—directly reaching the Chaos Layer.

“Boom—boom—boom~~~”

Endless Chaos energy stretched beyond sight.

As Luo Feng ascended against the current from the Void Cleft, the surroundings were initially narrow—but the further he flew upward, the wider it became, until it stretched utterly boundless! Luo Feng understood: “This must be the Chaos Layer.”

“Such dense Chaos energy permeates everywhere.” Luo Feng looked around, feeling as if the Chaos Layer were an endless ocean, with Chaos energy as its waters—he himself, a fisherman venturing into the sea for the first time.

“The leaf from the Xuanyuan Mother Tree is truly miraculous.” Luo Feng glanced at the leaf he carried in his arms; it continuously emitted an invisible void fluctuation, naturally enveloping him.

Within this range, the Chaos Layer did not repel Luo Feng at all.

“This leaf will wither completely after about one eon—plenty of time.” Luo Feng was still satisfied, observing the Chaos Layer like a curious child.

Endless Chaos energy rippled, and segments of solidified Chaos Laws appeared randomly across the layer, making it even more dazzling.

“These randomly manifested Chaos Laws are all different.” Luo Feng observed: “Chaos Laws glowing brilliantly with golden light, frost-like pale-blue-white Chaos Laws, even silver-white ones… slight variations in the manifestation produce distinct external forms.”

Chaos holds infinite possibilities.

A slight transformation might manifest as ‘Chaos Gold,’ ‘Chaos Fire,’ ‘Chaos Thunder,’ or countless other forms.

Once one masters the Chaos Laws, one may advance toward any primordial Dao.

“Essence is singular; manifestations vary.” Luo Feng thought, “Countless cultivators—no matter their system or techniques—ultimately reach the Chaos Laws.”

Luo Feng slowly flew around, observing the randomly manifested solidified Chaos Laws, carefully contemplating and comprehending them.

Each different manifestation granted Luo Feng unique insights.

As Luo Feng carefully studied, suddenly—

A crimson streak suddenly emerged from the Chaos currents, instantly streaking toward Luo Feng.

“Huh?” Luo Feng was startled, instantly burning divine power and snatching out his hand—he had already seized the crimson streak.

The crimson streak twisted and struggled in Luo Feng’s palm.

Yet under Luo Feng’s burned divine power, the force unleashed by his perfect divine body surpassed that of newly ascended Chaos Realm cultivators in the Bloodline System. Of course, if those Chaos Realm cultivators had trained for eons and improved in all aspects, their power would far exceed Luo Feng’s.

At this moment, capturing a mere little creature was effortless for Luo Feng.

“What is this?” Luo Feng examined his palm: the object he held was a crimson insect, its carapace like crimson Liuli , seemingly tiny, yet its struggle was fierce—strong enough to rival the Deputy Leader of the Blood Serpent Society.

“A Chaos Layer creature?” Luo Feng already knew from his intelligence: the Chaos Layer, brimming with endless Chaos energy, naturally gave birth to peculiar lifeforms.

These creatures possessed extremely low intelligence, acting purely on instinct, incapable of communication.

“My Master recorded in his intelligence that Chaos Layer creatures feed on Chaos energy, acting solely on instinct. Their bodies contain varying degrees of Chaos Laws. Due to their low intellect, their power is generally at the Eternal Realm level. Those reaching the Chaos Realm are exceedingly rare—each possessing an extraordinarily unique bodily structure, long since captured alive by major forces on the Origin Continent.” Luo Feng stared at the crimson insect in his palm, “I’ve heard that once they can no longer consume Chaos energy, they starve to death, their bodies dissolving back into the heavens and earth.”

Starve to death?

Even the weakest cultivator on the Origin Continent could absorb heavenly energy—they could never starve.

But these Chaos Layer creatures, whose power ranged from Eternal to Chaos Realm, must consume Chaos energy to survive; without it, they starve and their bodies dissolve back into the heavens and earth.

“Nowhere in the entire Chaos Layer can you find a Chaos Realm creature—too precious, long since captured alive.” Luo Feng surveyed his surroundings.

To him, the Chaos Layer was wondrous.

But for the apex beings of the Origin Continent, scanning the Chaos Layer was effortless—hence they permitted their disciples to come here to cultivate, unafraid of danger.

The Eternal True Gods who entered the Chaos Layer were all elites cultivated by major forces, with profound accumulations in every aspect; mastering a few Chaos Realm techniques was the bare minimum, their power generally matching that of General Yong or Blood Cloud.

To them, even if the remaining Chaos Layer creatures were stronger than themselves, those creatures—acting purely on instinct—posed no real threat to their safety.

“Crack.” The insect, still writhing in his palm, Luo Feng applied slight pressure—and crushed its body.

Its body shattered into dozens of fragments, each still struggling to recombine.

“Remarkable vitality.” Luo Feng observed, his divine power seeping into the broken pieces, detecting traces of Chaos Laws.

“Within the Chaos Layer, Chaos Laws manifest solidly at any moment, each manifestation unique. Perhaps at one instant, a small creature forms. These Chaos Layer creatures are essentially solidified manifestations of Chaos Laws.” Luo Feng thought…

Hu Yang City, Governor’s Mansion.

Leaders of the Five Great Families gathered, collectively seeing off Princess Yu Shui Tianyu.

“Your Highness, Luohe has entered the Chaos Layer via the Chaos Wastes and has not returned.” The Hu Yang City Governor whispered.

Yu Shui Tianyu had departed the very next day—intentionally giving Luo Feng a chance! Before she left, Luo Feng could still approach the Princess.

But once she returned to the Royal Capital and reported to her father, Luo Feng would be too late to beg for another chance—to beg to become her disciple! After all, what status did the Lord of Yu hold? Once a chance was refused, would he offer a second?

Yu Shui Tianyu gently shook her head: “It seems he truly has no intention of becoming my disciple. With such power, he must already possess a formidable inheritance—perhaps he is a disciple cultivated by some major force.”

The Hu Yang City Governor nodded in agreement.

On the Origin Continent, taking multiple masters was perfectly normal. In weakness, one might take an Eternal True God as master; in strength, one might take a Chaos Realm master—or even a Divine King! This was entirely ordinary.

Luo Feng’s refusal to become the Lord of Yu’s disciple naturally sparked much speculation.

“I’m leaving. No need to see me off further.” Yu Shui Tianyu waved her hand—a vast vessel appeared in the sky. She immediately led her subordinates toward it, including Black Butcher and his disciples.

!.

Black Butcher had brought nine disciples and several family members and servants—after all, following the Princess, he couldn’t cook every meal himself. Ordinary guests could be served by his disciples.

The nine disciples were all those he trusted and favored, including Suo Zi.

“I never thought I’d be going to the Royal Capital.” Suo Zi’s heart still churned with emotion; last night, his Master had suddenly returned and immediately gathered his nine most valued disciples, asking if they wished to accompany him to the Royal Capital—saying they’d follow the Princess.

The nine disciples were stunned, yet without hesitation, all chose to go.

To the Royal Capital? To follow the Princess? How could they miss such an opportunity?

“Suo Zi brother.”

Among those seeing them off from afar was Suo Yun.

Since Black Butcher became an Eternal True God, Suo Yun had treated Suo Zi far more warmly—now, tears filled his eyes as he bid farewell to his brother.

Suo Zi flew toward the flying vessel and saw Suo Yun below, giving a slight nod.

No matter their past rifts, they were brothers raised together in the tribe; now, they would part forever—likely never meeting again in this lifetime.

“Suo Zi, we’re going to the Royal Capital.”

“I never imagined—me, a lowly True God from Hu Yang City, learning cooking from Master Black Butcher, first becoming a Void True God, now heading to the Royal Capital.” Black Butcher’s other disciples were equally ecstatic.

Two of these disciples had brought family members; the Princess had already granted Black Butcher a cave mansion, easily accommodating family and servants.

“Huh.”

As the massive flying vessel pierced through space and vanished completely above Hu Yang City, the crowd of well-wishers began to disperse.

Suo Yun silently watched the scene.

“I’ve exhausted every means—even risked my life—to seize every opportunity, yet I remain only a mid-level member of Hu Yang City’s dark faction, Qianshan Tower. But Suo Zi? He simply followed Black Butcher in learning cooking—and now he’s going to the Royal Capital, following the Princess.” Suo Yun couldn’t fathom it—why was their fate so vastly different?

Was it truly just fate?

…

Within the Chaos Layer.

Day after day passed as Luo Feng devoted himself to comprehending the myriad manifestations of Chaos Laws, encountering frequent attacks from Chaos Layer creatures—though these creatures acted purely on instinct, each was fiercely aggressive.

Luo Feng captured many Chaos Layer creatures, even splitting their bodies to examine them closely—yet once released, the creatures would recombine and flee in terror. Clearly, their instincts knew fear.

On this day, Luo Feng, as usual, carefully observed the manifestations of Chaos Laws, contemplating deeply.

Suddenly—

A silver streak emerged from the Chaos currents, flashing like a silver blade slicing past Luo Feng.

Luo Feng, as always, burned divine power and reached out—his simple gesture concealed profound meaning; the clumsy silver streak had no chance to evade—he seized it directly.

“Huh?” Luo Feng felt sudden pain in his right palm—the silver streak had already darted out of his palm and halted at a distance.

Luo Feng stared in shock: his palm bore a bloody wound, skin and muscle cut open, blood streaming.

“It can injure me? This power rivals Blood Cloud’s.” Luo Feng was taken aback.

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Thank you to the new Patron, ‘Ai She Chang’.

(End of Chapter)