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Chapter 7: The Terror of the High-Config Primordial Chaos – Where a Simple Rock Equals a Star

Time waits for no one. The witch and demon clans are locked in the throes of the calamity and could erupt into their ultimate battle at any moment. Xia Tian knew there wasn’t enough time to slowly cultivate and achieve sainthood—an impossible luxury.

Even if he merged with the Primordial Purple Qi, elevating himself to the Great Luo Realm, it would only be a fleeting accomplishment. A Great Luo being, impressive as it might seem, was still insignificant amidst the grand schemes of the six saints and other powerful entities in the Primordial Chaos.

The saints’ will was akin to the mandate of heaven, an immutable force shaping the trajectory of existence. Without their sanction, the witch and demon clans were doomed to fade into history.

Against this backdrop, Xia Tian resolutely decided to present the Primordial Purple Qi to his father, Emperor Jun, and uncle, Taiyi. If one of them could attain sainthood, the demon clan would gain a foothold in the Primordial Chaos, shielding themselves from annihilation.

Fortunately, Xia Tian’s Gate of Chaos held the potential to form more strands of Primordial Purple Qi by altering the course of history. Offering this first strand to Emperor Jun or Taiyi would catalyse seismic changes in the Primordial Chaos, perhaps even preventing the destruction of the Heavenly Court or the fall of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

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The decision made, Xia Tian emerged from the radiance surrounding the Fusang Tree, his form now resembling a handsome young man in a pristine white robe.

The fiery aura of the Golden Crow flames that had previously engulfed him subsided, leaving the space serene once more. The sacred energy shield established by Emperor Jun and Taiyi ensured that even the overwhelming presence of the saints didn’t disturb the Golden Crow princes resting nearby.

Without hesitation, Xia Tian descended from the Fusang Tree, leaving the sacred Tang Valley.

“Greetings, Crown Prince,” the two demon guards stationed outside the valley greeted him respectfully, hesitating as they recalled Emperor Jun and Taiyi’s instructions to prevent the Golden Crow princes from wandering beyond Tang Valley.

Ultimately, they dared not obstruct Xia Tian. Their status as ordinary Golden Immortals made such an attempt futile, and they lacked the courage to challenge a direct descendant of Emperor Jun.

With a faint nod, Xia Tian transformed into a streak of golden light, heading toward the Heavenly Court.

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As he travelled, Xia Tian marvelled at the vast expanse of the Primordial Chaos.

The sky and earth stretched endlessly, suffused with a primal, chaotic aura. Every inch of space shimmered with Innate Chaos Essence, while rules and laws of existence materialised and evolved continuously, weaving infinite mysteries into the fabric of reality.

[Innate Chaos Essence (先天混沌本源, Xiān Tiān Hùn Dùn Běn Yuán): A primordial energy that pervades the Primordial Chaos, forming the foundation of its unparalleled power.]

Here, the Primordial Chaos was so vast and stable that even an ordinary rock was no mere stone. Every pebble contained energy potent enough to rival stars. In the ordinary worlds, such a stone could transform into a colossal celestial body akin to Earth.

Even the smallest speck of dust floating in the void could manifest as a towering mountain or a minor asteroid in lesser realms. The sheer scale and power of the Primordial Chaos were beyond imagination.

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Xia Tian’s awe deepened as he observed that even the most unassuming aspects of this world held incredible value. The grasses growing wild along the roads weren’t mere vegetation; they were celestial-grade treasures. If transplanted to an ordinary world, such a plant would instantly awaken intelligence and ascend to a divine level, capable of becoming a supreme demon god.

The stability of the void itself was unparalleled, requiring the strength of a Golden Immortal to tear through it. The crushing pressure of the atmosphere ensured that only beings comparable to stars in size and mass could exist within this realm.

Even Earth Immortals, the first tier of the Immortal Dao, had the power of stars. Their sheer might could obliterate celestial bodies, and only beings of this calibre could survive within the Primordial Chaos. Any lesser creature—no matter how extraordinary in a smaller world—would be crushed instantly.

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As Xia Tian soared through the boundless skies of the Primordial Chaos, he reflected on its enormity. What he had witnessed so far was only a fraction of its vastness, an unfathomable expanse where every fragment of existence brimmed with unparalleled power and potential.

Even with his extraordinary spiritual sight, capable of perceiving across billions of light-years, he found himself humbled by the sheer majesty of this realm.