Chapter 1142: The First

Chapter 1142: The First



The greenish and childish face of Labaletai stuck on the door went pale as he thought he recognized the serpents emerging through the tear in space, but their numbers were wrong, if he was correct Rowan should not have more than six of these serpents, but in a matter of moments the serpents that emerged from the crack had reached millions, and more were gushing forth, all of them Ouroboros Serpents.

This was not Rowan, the Chaos Door swore to himself, there was no way he could become this powerful in such a short time. If he was then reality itself had gone mad, and everything he had thought about that enigmatic character was far off.

The breath of power that arose from all these serpents was so devastating, that nearly ninety percent of the entire Chaos Blood collapsed to the ground and they could only remain conscious because they had bound themselves to this place, of course, these were all Chaos Blood under the level of Will. Those who were on a higher dimensional level only raised their guard and looked grim because the sheer power that was emerging from the space crack was alarming.

None of the Ouroboros Serpents here had reached the level of Will, but they all had special abilities that extremely few members of the Chaos Blood shared, and that was the power of the physical bodies could be taken to ridiculous heights over a long period of time.

Labaletai knew that there was a limit to these growths, but that limit was so distant it would make every Ouroboros Serpent a force to deal with in their own right, even those of them below the level of Will, and to make matters worse, clustered among them were Ouroboros Serpents that were in a higher dimensional level.

He nearly swore aloud when he saw a fifth dimensional level Ouroboros Serpent King, and Labaletai knew that if he was to fight with this creature he would lose, and unless the Serpent King got bored with hunting his avatar over eternity, the Chaos Door would have to find ways to appease this creature.

Cultivation could be roughly divided into two large steps. The Supreme circles as the first step, and will power, i.e. Higher dimensions as the other. Completing the Supreme Circle would make one immortal in the sense that one could not die of natural causes like sickness or starvation and they would never age, but at the end of a Minor Era, which was usually a billion trillion years, all immortals in the Supreme Circle would perish with it.

The only way to gain true immortality where your end would only come about if you were killed by a higher power was to gain the power of Will and have control over the domain of Time, and if you could not gain the power of Will, you had to merge your soul with a higher dimension.

Merging with the Inheritance Ground guaranteed them true immortality, because Reality was not safe, and every now and then, realms and dimensions were conquered or destroyed, but a Primordial domain was eternal.

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The presence of these serpents emerging beneath the throne of Chaos was alarming, and the only reason the entire Inheritance Ground had not descended into a state of mayhem was their un-staunching belief in the power of the Inheritance Ground and they recognized the power of Chaos inside the bodies of all these Ouroboros Serpents.

With a loud shrieking sound that made everyone flinch, the tear in space widened, and another variety of mythical serpents emerged, this trend continued until the spatial tear had grown to a gigantic level, and the various types of serpents that had emerged numbered in the thousands, the number of serpents now hovering inside the inheritance ground could no longer be counted. The sight was both bizarre and sickening, for they curled among themselves in a massive ever expanding ball of flesh.

This was a higher dimensional world and therefore space was malleable, and so despite the fact that the throne of Chaos was not very massive, it was still bigger than the ridiculous nest of serpents beneath.

As suddenly as it began, it ended. The space tear sealed itself and if not for the massive ball of serpents that were bigger than a galaxy silently floating below the throne of Chaos, everything would seem to be a dream.

Labaletai swallowed, this scene bringing back old and dusty memories about the history of their bloodline and those who walked beside Chaos.

He looked around at his fellow Higher-dimensional Chaos Bloods and he could see the same assumption in their demeanor, they knew they were among one of the Firsts.

If one of the Firsts were here, then that meant...