Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 123 - : Road Promotion, River of Destiny

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Not long after, many demon gods outside Chaos City sensed the disturbance. Curiosity overtook them, and they gathered together, gazing in the direction of the city.

"What's going on? Why did the Gate of the Dao suddenly appear? And how could there be such an immense surge of chaotic energy? This is simply unheard of."

A demon god's voice carried a mix of envy and greed. The sheer magnitude of the energy made it feel that even absorbing a fraction of it would propel its cultivation forward by leaps and bounds, allowing it to reach an unprecedented realm.

But the chaotic energy surging over Chaos City was far too overwhelming. If it tried to absorb even a little, its demon body would be torn apart. It could only imagine how many years of painstaking cultivation this energy could replace.

"It's not just the chaotic energy of the void. Look at the Gate of the Great Dao. The laws of the Dao are surging forth as well. How can so many laws be gathered so easily? Could it be that the Lord of Chaos City is truly the source of chaos itself?"

A demon god, filled with resentment, gritted its teeth.

"Is he the illegitimate child of chaos itself?"

Many demon gods comprehended the primordial law of chaos. Even with traces of law etched into their beings, they still required countless years of cultivation to attune themselves to the law, slowly refining their understanding.

Yet now, in front of them, the laws of the Great Dao poured down as if they were being given away for free. It was as if an examiner had handed out answers during a test. How could they not feel envious?

"This is a gift from the Source of Chaos. It is said that when one attains the Dao, the Source of Chaos will bless them and open the Gate of the Dao."

A demon god spoke in a solemn tone. "But I never imagined that the scene after attaining the Dao would be so vast and overwhelming. This is an ancient epic unfolding before our eyes, a moment that will be recorded for eternity."

"Are you joking? Didn't the Lord of Chaos City already prove his Dao before? Otherwise, how could he be so powerful? He crushed those so-called overlord demon gods as if they were mere children."

"Chaos Demon God, Plague Demon God, Hunger Demon God—weren't they all formidable beings? Yet he struck them down with ease, as if they were nothing more than insects."

"That's right. If he was already terrifying before proving his Dao, now that he has truly proven it, who in the entire chaos can challenge him?"

"Isn't it obvious? He is the strongest being in the chaos. No demon god can match him, and now he has taken another step forward. Does he intend to keep all of us under his shadow forever?"

"Damn it. Just how powerful does this Chaos City Lord want to become?"

"We're all demon gods, so why is he so much stronger than the rest of us?"

The gathered demon gods murmured in hushed voices, their eyes filled with both awe and helplessness. Watching Gu Chuan's breakthrough, they felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.

It was as if an insurmountable mountain had risen before them, one they could never hope to surpass.

At that moment, within Chaos City, Gu Chuan was absorbing vast amounts of chaotic energy. Not a single trace of it escaped from his body. His strength continued to grow, seemingly without limit.

At the same time, the laws of the Great Dao flowed into him from the Source of Chaos, refining and transforming the laws already within his being.

"So this is the Law of the Dao?"

Gu Chuan could feel that the forty-nine Great Daos within him were undergoing a complete metamorphosis. The first to change was the Five Elements Dao—the Dao of Metal, the Dao of Wood, the Dao of Water, the Dao of Earth, and the Dao of Fire.

The Five Elements Dao now seemed to hold dominion over all Five Elements, allowing him to fully command their power. Deep within the chaos, the essence of the Five Elements resonated with him, as if it were alive, rejoicing at his presence.

The Five Elements continuously cycled and transformed into one another, possessing the power to construct worlds and establish the foundation of creation itself.

Other Daos within him were also experiencing drastic transformations, each one advancing in unfathomable ways.

The Dao of Space emitted countless void runes, forming massive crystalline barriers that spread outward. It was as if they had transformed into the very walls that separated realms, continuously devouring the chaotic void.

The Dao of Time manifested endless runes, distorting the void and forming massive black-and-white timepieces. The ticking of these clocks echoed through the chaos, subtly influencing the fabric of time itself.

The Dao of Disasters gathered the power of three and nine calamities, releasing an infinite number of disaster runes into the void. A dense black mist spread outward, carrying the terrifying aura of impending catastrophe, as if disasters could be summoned at any moment.

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The Dao of Karma revealed countless threads interwoven in the depths of space. These threads stretched across the entire chaos, connecting every demon god, every living being. They formed an intricate web, dictating the fates of all creatures.

Each Dao was undergoing miraculous transformations, evolving in ways that defied reason.

But what surprised Gu Chuan the most was the evolution of the Chaos Eight Trigrams within him. Though this technique was not one of the Three Thousand Great Daos, it seemed to surpass them in a mysterious way.

With its transformation, it now possessed the power of Innate Calculation, capable of deducing all things. It carried the faint essence of fate, as if it could peer into destiny itself.

The technique felt alive, shifting into a chaotic sphere that spun endlessly. Countless streams of information flowed within it, its computational power expanding beyond comprehension.

At that moment, in the depths of the chaotic void, strands of fate intertwined with Gu Chuan's consciousness, fusing into his soul, merging with the Chaos Eight Trigrams technique.

In an instant, he felt his soul stretch outward, expanding infinitely. His consciousness spread to every corner of the chaotic void, transcending time and space, unbound by any limitations.

Boom.

A tremor passed through him. His soul plunged into the deepest reaches of chaos, and there, he saw it—

A vast river, stretching endlessly through the fabric of time and space.

It had no beginning, no end, no past, no future. It was neither real nor illusory. Some might call it the River on the Other Side. Others might call it the River of Destiny.

He found himself within the river, and within the smallest grain of sand, he saw his own reflection.

"So this is the River of Fate."

A light flickered in Gu Chuan's eyes. In that moment, he realized—

He could see the past.

He could see the present.

And if he looked just a little further, he could even glimpse the future.

This river was the convergence of all destinies, an intricate web of cause and effect. It was real, yet it was also a mirage.

Its branches stretched infinitely, splitting into countless tributaries. Each decision, no matter how small, created a new path, shaping an infinite number of possibilities.

The choices made in the present would ripple through time, forever altering the future.