If you die, I will be able to inherit your cultivation.

Zhou Ming plunged into the depths of chaos, but stopped after only a short while.

Suspended in the hazy, chaotic void, Zhou Ming looked around at the chaotic energy that could be seen everywhere, and an idea began to grow in his mind.

The central hub of the universe has always devoured everything, and what the entire chaotic world lacks least is pure and abundant chaotic energy.

What kind of effect will the central hub of the Qiankun World have when facing the highest level of chaotic energy?

Could it also devour the chaotic energy like it devours other resources, thereby accelerating the evolution of the universe?

Once he made up his mind, Zhou Ming no longer hesitated.

With a gentle lift of his hand, he precisely drew in a wisp of pure chaotic energy and held it in his palm.

To facilitate comparison and observation and to sense the changes, Zhou Ming directly returned to the interior of the Qiankun World, preparing for close-up observation.

Back in the Qiankun World, Zhou Ming raised his hand and sent out the chaotic energy in his palm, feeding it directly to the Qiankun Central Hub that was suspended at the core of the world.

As always, the central hub of the universe accepted all energy without any rejection, and instantly and cleanly devoured and absorbed this wisp of chaotic energy.

However, the anticipated changes did not occur after that.

The universe continues to operate according to its original rhythm, with the power of creation flowing slowly, nourishing heaven and earth, perfecting the rules, and evolving all things.

The speed of world expansion, the progress of Daoist refinement, and the efficiency of origin accumulation have not increased in the slightest; they are no different from before.

Zhou Ming raised one hand, gently touching his chin, his eyes thoughtful, and his face showing a hint of doubt.

He focused intently on examining every change in the universe, repeatedly comparing the state of the world before and after, and felt increasingly uneasy.

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In the cultivation system and the rules of heaven and earth that he knew, the chaotic energy was the mother of all energies and the source of all spiritual energy, immortal energy and other energies in the heavens.

All the energy of living beings and the primordial energy of heaven and earth in the world are essentially derived from the transformation of the chaotic energy absorbed by the world through the power of creation.

Logically speaking, such pure and primordial chaotic energy would be of great benefit to the evolution of any world.

After the Qiankun World absorbed the chaotic energy, it should have received significant nourishment and its evolution should have accelerated; it's impossible that it remained completely still.

Zhou Ming stood there quietly, pondering, sorting out all the details, and recalling the characteristics of the Qiankun Pearl and the Qiankun World.

A moment later, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped his forehead, instantly realizing the key to the matter.

Since his true spirit merged with the Qiankun Pearl, the Qiankun World has been hidden in the chaotic interlayer of reality and illusion.

As it has evolved and grown to its current state, it has been constantly absorbing the chaotic energy from the chaotic interlayer.

Over the years, the Qiankun World has long been accustomed to autonomously drawing upon the chaotic energy to maintain its operation and evolution.

The wisp of chaotic energy he had just fed was far too weak.

For the Qiankun World, which has long taken the absorption of chaotic energy as its normal source of nourishment, adding this wisp will not bring any benefit, and losing this wisp will not harm its foundation. Naturally, there will be no changes that can be seen with the naked eye.

Having figured out the reason, Zhou Ming stopped dwelling on the matter.

The core purpose of the Chaos Journey was to find opportunities, not simply to absorb the chaotic energy.

With a swift movement, Zhou Ming stepped out of the Qiankun World and returned to the vast, chaotic void.

Returning to the chaos, Zhou Ming determined a general direction and then set off.

In the chaos, there was no concept of east, west, south, north, up, down, left, or right.

The entire airspace was deathly silent and empty, with no reference points whatsoever.

If a cultivator enters, they are very likely to lose their way and be completely trapped in the chaos.

But Zhou Ming is different; the fragment of his soul that remains in the universe can still be clearly sensed.

He can rely on the unseen connection between himself and his divided soul to discern a relatively accurate direction of travel, so as not to get completely lost.

Zhou Ming sped along, traversing countless billions of miles of chaotic space.

The spatial barriers of chaos are far more stable and terrifying than those within the universe.

Not to mention that even someone who has reached the peak of Quasi-Saint cannot tear apart the chaotic space or use the spatial teleportation technique.

Even if a sage descended upon the chaos, he would still be unable to break through the barrier of the chaotic space.

In other words, cultivators traveling through the chaos, regardless of their cultivation level, have no choice but to travel by flying; there are no shortcuts.

Traveling alone, all I could see was an unchanging, hazy emptiness; the world was deathly silent, utterly still.

Along the way, Zhou Ming continuously released the power of the world to explore the surrounding airspace.

Within sight, there was nothing but endless chaotic energy.

There were no things, no signs, no life; it was empty and desolate, utterly devoid of anything.

Walking in such a monotonous, cold, and desolate environment for a long time will inevitably make ordinary people feel irritable and lonely.

Zhou Ming also truly felt a profound loneliness that penetrated to his very bones. The entire chaotic world seemed to be unchanging since time immemorial, with no end in sight.

But this loneliness was soon suppressed by the obsession in his heart.

As long as one can find an opportunity in the chaos, one can quickly accumulate energy, drive the evolution of the universe, and break through to the realm of a sage as soon as possible.

Once he ascends to sainthood, he will no longer need to fear the saints of the heavens, nor will he need to be patient or on guard at every turn. He will be able to truly live freely and remain invincible.

Thinking of this, all loneliness and fatigue vanished, and Zhou Ming instantly became full of energy, continuing to rush forward and explore.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Ming has been traveling continuously through the chaos for more than half a month.

As he continued his exploration as usual, the power of the world that permeated the surroundings suddenly detected an unusual movement.

The chaotic energy that had been flowing smoothly and calmly ahead suddenly became violent and turbulent, shaking and churning everywhere.

The once desolate and empty space began to tremble violently, with layers of chaotic fluctuations spreading in all directions.

The moment he noticed the change, Zhou Ming's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "Something's up."

Without the slightest hesitation, his speed increased dramatically as he sped off, following the direction from which the chaotic vibrations emanated.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ming traversed billions of miles of chaotic space and arrived at the boundary area where the anomaly had erupted.

The power of the world that spread out instantly revealed everything around him, allowing him to see the root of the chaotic tremors.

In the center of this turbulent, chaotic void, two quasi-saint level experts were engaged in a fierce battle, fighting with all their might.

An old man in a gray robe stood amidst the chaos, holding a long sword that was smooth and lustrous with a restrained gleam, his swordplay continuous and unending.

One after another, extremely refined sword lights launched a relentless attack on the opponent, with the offensive layered upon layer, leaving no room for escape.

Opposite him stood a man clad in heavy golden armor, his golden armor gleaming, and he gripped a long spear tightly in his hand, his movements steady and domineering.

He did not simply defend passively. While steadily withstanding the old man's sword attacks, he always managed to seize fleeting openings and launch counterattacks, his spear flashing fiercely as he charged out.

The two were almost completely equal in cultivation level and combat strength. They switched roles in attack and defense, resulting in a stalemate and an extremely tense battle.

Even though the battle was so intense, Zhou Ming could tell at a glance that the two had been fighting for quite some time.

Their fighting rhythm was steady and experienced, and their offensive and defensive tactics were skillful and coordinated, indicating that they had been fighting for a very long time.

While the two were fiercely fighting and attacking each other, they continued to analyze the chaotic energy around them.

They continuously refine and absorb energy to replenish the mana depletion caused by prolonged battles and maintain their peak combat strength.

Thousands of miles away from the battleground between the two quasi-saints, a special spiritual plant quietly took root in the chaotic void.

This is a green bamboo, not very tall, only a little over a meter high, with slender branches, about the thickness of a person's little finger.

The bamboo joints are entirely emerald green, yet within their texture, wisps of grayish-white, chaotic energy slowly flow and permeate the bamboo body.

Two tender bamboo leaves sprout from the top of the bamboo, swaying gently with the vibrations of the surrounding chaotic energy, giving rise to a unique and vibrant life in the deathly silence of the chaos.