Chapter 94: Chaos Transformation

Luo Feng looked at the Snow Realm Envoy before him, his heart filled with joy.

“This Snow Realm Envoy is indeed worthy of its famed reputation as a mechanical treasure of the Snow Realm lineage—remarkable,” Luo Feng praised. Though he deeply disliked the ancient Shenwang known as the Snow Realm Ancestor, he had to admit the Ancestor’s mastery over the Path of Life was profound.

According to his Master Zuo Shan Ke’s records, the Snow Realm Ancestor’s strength was nearly equal to his own Master’s. But because he cultivated the Path of Life, his ability to survive was vastly superior.

Over countless eons, many ancient Shenwang have perished. Yet the Snow Realm Ancestor, though burdened with boundless sins and numerous enemies, has lived freely to this day—clear evidence of his prowess.

“Different primordial Dao paths have different strengths. The Path of Life is indeed the strongest for survival,” Luo Feng thought, having witnessed the complete Primordial Path of Life and understanding its power.

Even mastering a single branch of it allows one to dominate the Origin Continent.

“You don’t strike, yet you praise—have you grown afraid?” Liuyin Yan, commander of the Snow Realm Envoys, lost patience. “Let me see just how strong the top-tier Eternal True God truly is.”

Shhh!

The Snow Realm Envoy lunged instantly, a beam of light flashing as it enveloped Luo Feng.

Under normal circumstances, such an attack would be enough to erode an Eternal True God’s body and sever all life force. But Luo Feng merely swung his blade casually—the blade-light like water, perfectly blocking the Envoy’s lunge and sending it flying backward.

“Hmm?” Even as it was thrown back, the Snow Realm Envoy abruptly changed direction, accelerating sharply.

Shhh-shhh-shhh!!! It became a blur of afterimages, launching consecutive assaults.

Luo Feng stood his ground, defending flawlessly.

“All units withdraw—return to the Marquis’s mansion,” a command suddenly echoed in Luo Feng’s ear.

The entire army formation instantly transformed into a shifting, unpredictable stream of water, flowing swiftly toward the Marquis’s mansion.

With the aid of over a hundred grand arrays of Huyang City, and Luo Feng holding back the Snow Realm Envoy, the entire army formation retreated fully into the Marquis’s mansion within mere breaths.

“Luo He Brother, it was the Marquis’s order to withdraw,” Yue Wu transmitted to him.

Luo Feng understood.

He had just awakened the Chaotic Law—now, he was at his weakest point in the Chaotic Realm!

His miniature universe had only just begun expanding; his True God heart had not yet transformed; his divine body and divine power had not yet evolved; he had not even had time to study or learn any of the Chaotic Realm’s inherited techniques.

Revealing now that he mastered the Chaotic Law would be the stupidest move possible.

Liuyin Hou would have no hesitation in crushing Luo Feng.

Just like Xueyun—when he underwent bloodline transformation at the brink of death and gained control of the Chaotic Law—he gained no real power beyond slightly more intricate techniques, and was instantly slain by Luo Feng.

“Only when my Perfect Divine Body reaches its peak in the Chaotic Realm can I truly stand among its top ranks,” Luo Feng thought.

As he understood it:

Even Infinite Divine Bodies in the Chaotic Realm require long years of cultivating secret techniques, with all aspects perfected, before reaching the pinnacle of the Chaotic Realm—equal to the Nine Jiang Marquis!

His Perfect Divine Body, when grown to its limit, might approach the Nine Jiang Marquis—but still fall short of Liuyin Hou.

As for now?

To fight Liuyin Hou would be suicide.

…

Inside the Marquis’s mansion.

The Nine Jiang Marquis’s divine force avatar appeared, hosting a banquet for the core members of his army—over a hundred Eternal True Gods gathered in the great hall, seated in order.

Luo Feng and Yue Wu sat in the first seats to the left and right of the Nine Jiang Marquis.

“You’ve all worked hard in this engagement,” said the Nine Jiang Marquis. “But with the Snow Realm Envoy appearing, even if we barely win, only two or three in ten of our Eternal True Gods will survive.”

All present Eternal True Gods agreed.

They had all seen the situation clearly: once the Snow Realm Envoy pinned down Luo Feng, the Nine Jiang Marquis’s forces risked defeat.

Even a victory would be a pyrrhic one.

“A pyrrhic victory invites Liuyin Hou to send another army,” the Nine Jiang Marquis looked at his subordinates. “But you are my only army—I cannot afford to waste you.”

Luo Feng agreed: Liuyin Hou didn’t care about the casualties of the Xinying Gate, but the Nine Jiang Marquis cared deeply for his troops.

Over three thousand Eternal True Gods were nearly all the Nine Jiang Marquis’s entire force.

A war of attrition?

He certainly didn’t want it.

“If we win, it must be a decisive victory,” the Nine Jiang Marquis told them. “I don’t need victories with countless casualties.”

“Thank you, Marquis.”

Many Eternal True Gods were deeply moved.

Luo Feng, Yue Wu, and a few others had confidence they could survive the battlefield. But the rest were certain to die at the first encounter with the Snow Realm Envoy. The Nine Jiang Marquis valued their lives and refused to let them be wasted—naturally, this moved them deeply.

Only such a Chaotic Sovereign was worth following.

“This ceasefire will last a long time,” the Nine Jiang Marquis said. “I will find a way to bring in reinforcements.”

Looking at his subordinates—including Luo He and his servants, Yue Wu, Yong Hu, and others—the Nine Jiang Marquis felt a headache: “I’ve already summoned such powerful Eternal True Gods. How many more can I possibly call?”

“And Liuyin Hou managed to summon a Snow Realm Envoy—meaning the Snow Realm Ancestor is willing to aid him,” the Nine Jiang Marquis understood the significance. The Snow Realm Envoy’s very name implied it represented the Snow Realm Ancestor.

Without the Snow Realm Ancestor’s permission, this Envoy could never have entered battle!

“With one Snow Realm Envoy, if Liuyin Hou pays a price, he could summon two, three, or even more,” the Nine Jiang Marquis knew this.

There were thirty-six Snow Realm Envoys in total.

They were the strongest forces the Snow Realm Ancestor could mobilize across his domain. As for his dozen or so Chaotic Sovereigns, they joined only because the Ancestor greatly enhanced their survival ability—without sufficient reason, they could not be summoned.

“I’ve long heard Liuyin Hou and the Snow Realm Ancestor are close—even having their children become disciples of the Ancestor,” the Nine Jiang Marquis shook his head. “But I never imagined the Ancestor would aid him so thoroughly.”

Many ancient beings avoided meddling in other nations’ wars.

But the Snow Realm Ancestor was cruel and reckless, burdened with boundless sins—so his actions were not surprising.

“In Eternal-level clashes, I fear I cannot win,” the Nine Jiang Marquis thought inwardly. “I must enter the battlefield myself!”

Combat at the Chaotic Realm level would be far more brutal!

“One alone isn’t enough—I need allies,” the Nine Jiang Marquis resolved. Summoning Chaotic Realm allies came at great cost, but he had no choice now.

!.

Wars avoided escalation for precisely this reason.

Once escalated, the weaker side would call allies, risking multiple Chaotic Realm battles.

In Luo Feng’s miniature universe within the Original Universe.

“Boom—boom—boom~~~”

At the center of the miniature universe, spanning a thousand billion light-years in diameter, lay a special cosmic primordial space. Now, this space was collapsing, chaotic energy surging within, and Chaotic Laws manifesting in solid form.

Here, it resembled the Chaotic Layer.

“I originally constructed my miniature universe using the ‘Primordial Beginning’ framework, then let it evolve naturally,” Luo Feng’s divine force avatar stood in this primordial space, watching the surging chaotic energy. “My framework was sound enough—it naturally evolved into a Chaotic Primordial Space.”

A miniature universe’s evolution begins with its initial framework, then grows naturally.

If the initial framework is poor, the miniature universe remains small.

If the framework has severe flaws, evolution may halt at some stage—a rare occurrence. Few who follow the Law path reach this point.

As for bloodline path cultivators, their miniature universes are determined by bloodline—though their ceiling is lower than the Law path, they lack fatal flaws.

“What’s happening?”

“This is…”

In Luo Feng’s miniature universe, countless humans—some Cosmic Lords, some True Gods—sensed the changes.

“Hmm?” Hengxing Moshen arrived at the edge of the former miniature universe’s territory and saw boundless chaos expanding beyond.

“Chaos currents have appeared outside—identical to those of the Cosmic Sea,” Hengxing Moshen marveled. “Has the Silver River Lord’s miniature universe begun expanding again?”

At this moment, many True Gods had gathered beyond the Silver River Universe.

“The Silver River Ancestor’s miniature universe is expanding.”

“It was a thousand billion light-years in diameter—now it’s grown larger?”

“The Silver River Lord grows more terrifying by the day.”

The powerful of humanity and other forces across the Cosmic Sea watched in awe.

Luo Feng, the Silver River Ancestor of humanity, had long been invincible across the Original Universe region. All races naturally accepted his further ascent.

“Luo Feng, how large will your miniature universe become this time?”

At this moment, Luo Feng’s entire family boarded a boat and arrived outside the miniature universe, observing its transformation. Xu Xin, Luo Ping, Luo Hai, his younger brother Luo Hua, his father Luo Hongguo, and his mother Gong Xinlan all watched.

“I estimate it will reach ten trillion light-years,” Luo Feng said.

“Last time you reached a thousand billion light-years, you then went to challenge the Cycle,” Xu Xin asked. “How much has this breakthrough affected you?”

“Greatly.”

Luo Feng nodded with a smile.

Only upon entering the Chaotic Realm does one truly join the upper echelons of the Origin Continent. Ancient Shenwang are too few—each can establish a nation—so most critical affairs are handled by Chaotic Realm cultivators.

Even in the two ancient kingdoms, Chaotic Realm cultivators are highly significant! For example, in the Yanfeng Ancient Kingdom, even a Chaotic Realm cultivator from the Di Chu lineage could barely become a guest advisor.

For the imperial family to grant even the title of “guest advisor” speaks volumes about the Chaotic Realm’s status.

“At least I’m no longer cannon fodder,” Luo Feng thought. To the upper echelons, Eternal True Gods were truly expendable.

Under the watchful eyes of powerful figures across the Cosmic Sea—including his Master Chaos City Master, Zhen Yan, Hong, and Leishen—Luo Feng’s miniature universe expanded at a terrifying rate.

After five years, the expansion finally ceased—its diameter now precisely ten trillion light-years.

Such a vast miniature universe was not much smaller than the Original Universe itself.

(End of Chapter)