A Man Like None Other

At the end of the plaza stood the majestic and mysterious Chaos Crystal Tower, enveloped in dense Chaos Origin Fire.

Beneath its base, the Chaos Origin Fire was at its most concentrated, almost flowing in a liquid state.

The Chaos Origin Fire around David was also at its most intense, and the Chaos Fire Lotus within his dantian trembled slightly with excitement.

He stretched out his hand, his palm covered in solidified Chaos Origin Fire, and gently pressed it against the tower’s incredibly thick, mysteriously patterned Chaos Crystal Gate.

“Buzz—!”

The Chaos Origin Fire on the gate seemed to come alive, emitting a joyful hum, and parted like flowing water to reveal a complex, lotus-shaped, three-dimensional groove in the center of the gate.

Every detail of the groove perfectly matched the shape of the Chaos Fire Lotus within his dantian!

Without any prompting, David focused his mind on his dantian. The Chaos Fire Lotus, which had already formed a clear outline, trembled slightly, releasing a wisp of its purest primordial energy.

It was a small cluster of faint yet incredibly dazzling chaotic flames, flowing along his meridians into his palm, and then slowly pouring into the lotus’s groove.

“Click…click click…”

A series of crisp, melodious sounds, like the divine pronouncements of the Great Dao, rang out.

The heavy, mountain-like, timeless chaotic crystal gate slowly and solemnly opened before David.

From the crack in the gate, there was no blinding light, but rather a warm, inclusive, maternal chaotic luster, and an indescribable, intimate, and vast ancient aura.

figure disappearing into the chaotic

watched the slowly opening crystal tower gate—the very gate that even the Fire Demon Lord had solemnly warned him against trespassing—and

suppressed all his aura, straightened his clothes, and bowed deeply to

the secret and duty he had guarded for thousands of years had perhaps finally

shake the heavens and the myriad realms, officially setting sail

gate, he seemed to have crossed some boundary of time and

hall or room as imagined, but a

right; only countless flickering, multicolored flame runes

threads formed countless forms of flame as small as a candle flame, as large as a

as a warm current, as violent as

unfolds like a tender sprout and dies like embers

of the void, a most solid and brilliant chaotic light source

undergoes countless cycles of birth and

Separation Realm, the true core imprint of that fragment of “Chaotic Origin Fire,” something the Fire Separation Demon

into this place, the nascent chaotic fire lotus within his dantian resonated most

of his dantian on its own, hovering above

have found its home, splitting off a gentle yet incredibly pure stream of chaotic light that,

“Buzz—!”

of information, mixed with unimaginably powerful chaotic fire essence, surged wildly

the outer chaotic fire sea, requiring refinement, but the most primordial and purest essence of “Chaotic Dao