Chapter 1335: Mutant Mist Sea

A perfectly smooth spatial fissure, its edges shimmering with chaotic luster, silently appeared. Beyond the fissure was not the familiar netherworld scenery, but a bizarre, kaleidoscopic void of Disorder, as if composed of countless Law lines and civilizational light shadows! There, the path to the gaps between the myriad heavens and All Realms, and also the starting point for seeking the Dao Realm!

He cast one last glance at the netherworld earth that had borne his rise and witnessed his choices, his eyes holding no lingering attachment.

Immediately, he took a step forward, his figure disappearing entirely into the spatial fissure.

The fissure sealed swiftly, as if it had never appeared.

The vertigo of the spatial transition far exceeded any previous traversal. It felt not like plane travel but as if being forced into a vortex churned by countless frantic thoughts and twisted laws. When Yan Buji finally sensed his feet touching solid ground, an indescribable suffocating pressure slammed into him.

He opened his eyes, and the sight before him made even this Chaos Heaven Sovereign who had endured the demon abyss and the netherworld shrink his pupils.

There is no sky here, no earth. In its place is an endless, rolling surge of Mutant Force mist!

These mists present a sickly yet dazzling palette—splendid purple, eerie green, murky orange, decayed blue… they intertwine and permeate, like living organisms, constantly shifting form. Within the mist flows a visibly oily, viscous Mutant Force, a power beyond any energy he previously knew; it is neither pure destruction nor simple erosion, but more like a forced "concept distortion" and "Existence pollution"!

Just by being here, Yan Buji felt his own Chaos mana circulation become sluggish, his spirit receiving prickling warnings, as if countless tiny, indescribable tendrils were trying to pierce his Dao Foundation, distorting his understanding of Chaos and Infinity, seeking to Assimilate him into this mist sea!

"So this is… the Dao Realm?" Yan Buji felt a weight in his heart. The peril here far exceeded his worst estimate. The Five Domains and Nine Heavens, the netherworld demon abyss, compared to this place, were like a gentle pond beside a raging Chaos star sea!

He tried to extend his divine perception, but found that the moment it left his body, it was like a water droplet falling into concentrated sulfuric acid, rapidly polluted and twisted by the Mutant Force mist; the feedback was no longer clear perception but countless maddening, chaotic noises and bizarre distorted images, frightening him into immediately withdrawing his divine perception, unwilling to project it again lightly.

He could only rely on his eyes and spiritual sense to barely observe his surroundings. He seemed to be standing on a massive, broken Law Fragment floating within the boundless mist sea. The fragment resembled a cornerstone left after a colossal world collapsed, its surface riddled with cracks, emitting a faint order residual glow that opposed the surrounding mist, yet like a candle in the wind, it could be completely devoured at any moment.

"Roar—!"

At that moment, a roar full of brutality and Chaos erupted from the depths of the rolling mist. Immediately after, several black silhouettes tore through the colored fog, lunging toward the fragment he stood on!

What terrifying monsters those were!

They roughly maintained a humanoid shape, but their bodies seemed haphazardly cobbled together from the limbs, organs of countless different creatures, and even minerals and plants, with sticky misty light flowing at the seams. Some bore seven or eight asymmetrical eyes flashing with mad radiance; some had arms that were twisted tentacles ending in suction cups lined with teeth; some had lower bodies that were simply a writhing, foul‑smelling mass of flesh… They were enshrouded in dense Mutant Force, their aura violent and chaotic, clearly reaching the level of the Great Vehicle Stage and even the Transformation Divine Stage!

Even more unsettling, their very existence warped the surrounding local laws, causing the space to ripple slightly and the light to bend in strange ways.

"The 'natives' of the Dao Realm…" Yan Buji's gaze hardened, daring not to delay. Though he considered the individual strength of these monsters negligible, the environment here was harsh and its depth unknown.

He pointed his finger like a sword, a strand of refined gray‑gold Chaos death aura shooting out, like a hot knife cutting butter, instantly piercing and disintegrating the few Mutant monsters that surged ahead.

However, the slain monsters left no corpses; they exploded violently, turning into even denser Mutant mist mixed with the twisted Law Fragments from their lives, as if alive they reversed direction, enveloping Yan Buji, attempting to pollute him!

"Hmph! Chaos returns to the void!"

Yan Buji's gray‑gold aura flickered away, forcibly devouring and grinding that polluting mist and Law Fragments into his Chaos core. He felt the core tremble slightly, expending several times the power he used in the netherworld to fully cleanse and absorb it.

"Killing them actually aggravates the environmental pollution and my own consumption?" Yan Buji furrowed his brows. The rules of this Dao Realm were indeed bizarre.

Seemingly spurred by the death of his companions and the fluctuations of energy, deeper within the mist sea more roars rose in succession, vague and fleeting, with an unknown number of Mutant monsters drawn in. Among them, several auras threatened him—clearly having reached the Refining Void Stage, even the Fusion Stage!

Cannot stay long!

Yan Buji made a swift decision, no longer entangling with these monsters. His form flickered, turning into an extremely restrained gray‑gold stream of light, relying on his keen perception of spatial fluctuations (a ability granted by Mirror Heart), he struggled to traverse this chaotic mist sea, seeking a relatively safe, or at least temporarily habitable, place.

He was like a lone boat in a raging sea, struggling forward through the boundless, color‑mad Mutant mist. Around him, whispers and roars that could drive one's sanity off constantly echoed, the Mutant Force infiltrating every pore, trying to corrode his protective divine light. He was forced to constantly maintain a miniature Chaos domain, consuming enormous energy.

Occasionally, he could see massive "islands" that seemed formed from star debris or world fragments drifting in the mist sea, but they were often occupied by even more terrifying auras. Once, from afar, he glimpsed a creature resembling a rotting colossal whale with countless twisted human faces sprouting on its back; its oppressive aura had clearly reached the Great Vehicle Stage! That monster merely turned over, and it triggered a storm of mist spanning tens of thousands of li!

"Great Vehicle Stage Mutant monsters…" Yan Buji felt a chill in his heart. At the edge of this Dao Realm, even Great Vehicle Stage beings were merely powerful 'beasts'? Then what could the depths of this Dao Realm look like?

He dared not imagine.

His only thought now was to find a place that could shield him from the Mutant Force as quickly as possible, to recover his strength and adapt to the harsh environment of this Dao Realm.

Finally, after an unknown amount of traversing and repelling countless waves of monster harassment, a region slightly different from the others appeared ahead of him.

The Mutant mist there seemed thinner, and faintly a region of countless massive, pale, bone‑like stone forests could be seen. Within the stone forest drifted a faint, ancient dead silence that was starkly different from the Mutant Force, seemingly repelling the Mutant mist.

"That's it!"

Yan Buji's spirit surged, channeling his remaining mana, accelerating toward the pale stone forest.

He must plant his feet there, for only at the terrifying edge of the Dao Realm can he gain a breath of respite and contemplate how to, in this transcendent place, pursue his Infinity Chaos Path!