In a field of debris located within the Chaos Sea, a traveling swordsman wandered. Land areas was hard to find in the Chaos Sea, all of which had been profound lands of opportunities. This was as ordinary land would never form on its own inside the clashing environment of the multiverse.

Whether a remnant of another being, or a truly spectacular unique existence, it did not matter. The swordsman readily entered to find anyway to improve his sword.

A common occurrence for weapon cultivators. Their single minded fixation on their weapon meant it tied directly to their cultivation. Everything had to revolve around it.

The debris field was large and spread out. Some chunks of smooth, while others were jagged. Definitely signs that a violent event had occurred.

But most importantly of all, the swordsman immediately encountered vicious beasts. Ones who were perpetually hungry and had a nightmarish appearance.

in a flurry of clashes, the swordsman began combating any such creature he saw. Against their hateful hides, his blade sharpened with each successive kill.

One could not deny how skilled he was. It was just the fact that his enemies were too numerous. And each beast was also far from weak.

From the swordsman's perspective, it took a lot of effort to transcend his home universe and reach the third sphere. Yet these creatures born on a few chunks of rock held the same power. Perhaps even more, as despite matching him, they moved purely by rage. No hint of skill between their actions.

"Just how many are there?" The swordsman, despite improving rapidly, was growing uneasy. There was a certain primal quality in these monsters that disturbed him.

His sword was cultivated to be pure, august, and free from attachment as accordances to the Dao. It was an entirely opposite feeling to these beasts.

Just as he was about to strike another beast, a wave of water crashed all around him. It was so enormous and heavy, that it shifted the positions of the entire rock he fought on.

The swordsman was amazed, even with his cultivation which was equivalent to the Three Realm's golden immortals, he could not perform the same feat. He couldn't even carve up the landscape like he could star systems in his home universe.

"Which senior?" He felt strange addressing another as such. But ever since transcending, he knew this day would inevitable come.

Among the wave of water, a blacked robed man stood atop a pile of bestial bodies. His face was an indiscernible pale, as if he recognized those creatures from bad memories

With a gripped fist, that senior smashed the collage of beasts apart. Then he sent torrents of water in all directions. It was such a natural expression that the swordsman didn't even think it was a spell.

Roaring beasts from nearby debris began jumping down towards them. These monsters of hate were so numerous because they existed in the entire asteroid field.

"Oh no. Senior look out!" The swordsman was about to move. But his speed was too slow to keep up with the black robed man. In the next instant, a head shaped like a python emerged from the water to combat those monsters.

In the next instant, the sea expanded to cover all areas. The beasts were drowned, crushed beneath pressure. The ease of such meant the black robed senior was a cultivator of immense strength.

"What realm has he reached?" The swordsman wondered. How powerful could people get in the greater Chaos Sea?

…

"Filthy beasts."

Da Hai did not dawdle in crushing what he clearly recognized as primordial beasts. Abyssal monsters born from residual hate so profound, it lasts for many eternities.

The chaotic nature of the Chaos Sea was moulded by the hate. These beasts born from chaotic qi in the same manner as an innate god, did not possess any intelligence. Only an everlasting hunger powered by hate.

Flashes of Hou Pi, the fox, and all the innate creatures he saw perish crossed Da Hai's mind. These monsters made early life in the Three Realms, when it was still the Primitive World utterly hell. Even Da Hai, as invincible as he was back then, was traumatized.

The power of a Limitless Supreme Chaos Immortal washed over the entire asteroid field. His body expanded like a sea, his heads biting and chewing. His Dao preventing any escape.

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"Eight Head Killing."

Da Hai executed his own technique using his seawater as a medium. Before long, he massacred primordial beasts to their last. A population numbering into the quintillions perished without resistance.

Only then, did Da Hai allow himself to peer down at the wandering sword immortal. "You were foolish, wandering into the territory of primordial beasts."

His seawater receded back into his body, along with any constructs. Even restrained, the swordsman felt Da Hai's deeply profound cultivation.

"This junior is surnamed Jiang. My parents gave me the name Cheng," Jiang Cheng said with a bow.

'A Chinese based cultivation world the,' Da Hai concluded. "Learn your lesson next time and don't bite off more you can chew. You may think you're a big shot after transcending your Chaos World, but you're only a slightly bigger ant."

"This Jiang thank senior for the sage advice." Jiang Cheng said. "May I…"

"You may not," Da Hai shot him down immediately. He decided he had no time for the wandering cultivator as their kind were dime a dozen in the Chaos Sea.

"Find your own destiny elsewhere. I'm not your opportunity."

Seeing Da Hai's cold dismissal, Jiang Cheng had no choice. He silently moved away from the greater immortal.

As for Da Hai, he inspected the rocks he stood on. He hadn't specifically been aiming to find primordial beast, much less expected them to appear.

One must know, primordial beasts have been incredibly rare. Even in the Chaos Sea, Da Hai had not run into any until now.

This was as the necessary hatred needed was exceedingly high. Not to mention the environment also had to be just right. Primordial beasts didn't just float around in the Chaos Sea, they were representation of deep seated grudges tied to a place.

The Chaos Godfiends' collective hatred for Pangu's genocide spawned primordial beasts across the Primitive World. So Da Hai wondered what happened to this field of rocky debris that had the same effect.

'A great battle form a war perhaps?' He floated through the debris field under the watchful eye of Jiang Cheng.

The sword cultivator, having overestimated his abilities again, cloaked himself in a shroud treasure. He silently observed Da Hai, hoping to learn anything that could improve his sword Dao.

His bravery left even Da Hai exasperated. The habits of arrogant fellows from lower dimensions were always hard to break. "Forget it, live as you will, die as you will."

Da Hai focused his divine sense on the entire field of rocks instead. Sequentially, this place was actually in the area Yurlunggur had pointed out to Da Hai many years ago.

The rainbow serpent claimed Pangu as having had a friendship, and traveled with a deity named Zagreus before he entered seclusion. This area was supposedly where Zagreus and his kin claimed dominion.

At the very least, it had signs of habitation. The Chaos Sea in this area was calmer than normal. Not many Chaos Worlds emerged as a result. The very few were so far apart, they may as well be in different territories.

"Wait, if Pangu interacted with them before seclusion. And his cave dojo has been there as long as the Chaos Godfiends could remember. That's a long long time ago. Numerous yuanhui at least."

Da Hai sighed, feeling rather dejected. His arms folded, he pondered what to do next.

ROAR!

The sea god heard the birth of another primordial beast. This time, the ravenous energy of hate sculpted its shape into a titanic creature. Its roar was heard deafening for Jiang Cheng, who felt his existence destabilise.

Its hulking form was similar to a woman. She had bird like wings, raptor like feet. On her chest were numerous breast like appendages. She had no eyes, nor mouth on her head. Instead, mouths were present where nipples should've been.

"This level of power. Perhaps only those pure primordial beasts born in the Blood Sea could compete." Da Hai condensed a ball of water in his palm.

Primordial beast or not, it didn't matter to him. As a Limitless Supreme Chaos Immortal, he was essentially invincible across all existence already. Hence, he created a spear, and impaled the creature onto rocky surface.

Filled with wrath, Da Hai slapped the creature a final time. The force of an eight headed serpent god pulverized the incarnation of hate along with the rocky surface it was impaled on.

"Hm?"

"KREEEEEEE!"

More primordial beasts were spawning from the blood of the large beast. Da Hai, filled with disgust, drew a polearm shaped water construct from his body. Then he struck down, making sure to utterly destroy the creature.

As a result, the debris they both stood upon, was also smashed apart. But as he hovered in place, Da Hai sensed a brief holy energy that dissipated quickly.

"What?" Da Hai narrowed his gaze at the debris field. All of them were encrusted so thoroughly, it was hard to tell what they originally were. But the brief glimpse of holiness could not be mistaken.

He took a deep gulp of air. From a distance, Jiang Cheng saw Da Hai's mouth gain the qualities of a snake. Realizing something was about to happen, he immediately activated his sword art.

As a huge gust of wind enveloped the asteroid field, Jiang Cheng manifested a swarm of swords from his sword intent to protect himself.

"Gah!"

But due to his low cultivation level, his devices were torn asunder. Parts of his skin peeled off, even his cultivation base endured damage. His entire being was blown away to parts unknown. All from Da Hai's simple act of blowing air.

Said air, blew away mountains worth of crust that had covered pieces of feathers. Some were were mere strands, some were whole appendages, some were in between.

"Truly the remnants of a battle," Da Hai rubbed his chin in thought. Angels appearing near where he was supposed to travel to, was a bad sign. Surely super ancient cultivators who were friends with Pangu, would not fall so easily right?

He also noticed something else within the sea of feathers. Blood coloured chunks of crystal, parts of more oddly shaped debris than the uniform shapes of the angelic feathers.

Touching those crystals, Da Hai felt suspicious. "Blood essence, forcibly spilled. This owner was…rich in yin? So primarily a woman. And a strong flesh like body. A body focused cultivator than."

Da Hai pulled the blood essence away to search for more like it. There he unearthed larger chunks of actual flesh. Formerly encrusted by rock, now exposed to the elements.

Flesh and bone of cultivators of the third sphere appearing could mean two things. Either the possessor was deceased, but possessed a powerful foundation in physical body cultivation. Or they were still alive. Evidentially, from feeling the energy of them, it should be the former.

The Dao of distant seas flexed hard. Spinning like a star, Da Hai began a divination process. He calculated the cause and effects of what had happened, even without personally knowing the combatants.

Despite the Chaos Sea's environment scrambling all forms of concepts, Da Hai enforced his view of karma upon it. In a localized place, he forcibly ripped out the information he wanted.

"It wasn't a battle, it was a chase." Da Hai felt pity for the woman. Looking around, she was torn apart until she was little more than a chunk of meat. One could not deny the angels' persistence either.

Even the ones who faced Da Hai and Yurlunggur were willing to kamikaze themselves. There were truly few lifeforms who could manage the bravery.

"That way," Da Hai said after examining the trail. It was kinda obvious in retrospect, the debris field was in a cylindrical shape.

"Whoever they were, they were anything but weak. Otherwise, chaos currents would've shifted these remnants' location many times over. Good thing cultivation adds mass," Da Hai muttered while withdrawing any residual water.

He continued to travel for a short while, a small five hundred years by his own internal clock. Eventually, he encountered a strange phenomena.

No Chaos World in sight. What was even stranger, was the calm of the Chaos Sea. No clashing concepts, no clashing energies. There was neither creation, nor destruction, nor any kind of transformation taking place. It was unnatural.

Da Hai did not detect anyone on par with a Great Principle Chaos Immortal. That was the only realm he could think of, that could forcibly calm the Chaos Sea in a localized area. As such, he felt no small amounts of unease.

Squinting his eyes, Da Hai made out a curved veil in the distance. Energy was so still around it, that it was hard to call the Chaos Sea, the Chaos Sea.

Feeling a need to investigate, Da Hai approached.

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