As a Voidwalker, Dongbo Xueying found traversing the Chaos Void far easier than most Void Gods. He could sense and effortlessly avoid most troubles from a great distance. However, the journey was undeniably lonely, with very few signs of life encountered along the way.
The rare lifeforms he did sense from afar were usually ‘Voidborn Creatures.’
Voidborn Creatures are beings born within the Chaos Void, taking on myriad forms—some even resembling humans, though such cases are exceedingly rare. Born in such a harsh environment, they are innately powerful. Most reach the strength of a ‘True God Ruler’ upon reaching adulthood, with bodies exceptionally adapted to surviving in the Chaos Void.
Yet, their very nature makes further advancement difficult. Their strength is largely innate, and most lack the knowledge or ability to cultivate. Even if they obtain cultivation methods, progress remains arduous.
For instance, the ‘Hundred-Headed Roar’ he once battled in the Primordial Land was originally a Voidborn Creature. Similarly, the founder of the Voidwalker lineage—the creator of the *Voidwalker’s Secret Treasury*, the ‘Primordial Void Ancestor’—was also a lifeform born in the Chaos Void, a type of Voidborn Creature. However, his innate talent was far more monstrous, and today, he stands as one of the three Cosmic Gods of the ‘Eastern Scale Sacred Realm’ among the Five Sacred Realms, his strength and status even slightly surpassing that of Ancestor Tianyu.
**”Huuuu—”**
During his continuous journey through the Chaos Void, Dongbo Xueying devoted most of his focus to comprehending the *Thirteen Swords of Annihilation*.
Having obtained this supreme palace technique just before departing his home universe, he had only begun studying it in earnest during his travels. Initially, he believed that with his accumulated insights and comprehension—having cultivated in seclusion for a billion years since becoming a Ruler—mastering the first sword should not have been difficult.
Yet reality proved otherwise.
**”Over fifty million years, and I still haven’t mastered it.”** Dongbo Xueying shook his head in resignation. **”Though I’ve grasped most of it, a few critical barriers remain. If I had an opponent to spar with, to truly test myself in battle, perhaps I could uncover the sword’s mysteries more swiftly.”**
Despite being a sword technique, the underlying principles were universal. Once he mastered the first sword, adapting it into his spearplay would be far simpler.
**”Still, it has greatly aided my understanding of the Path of Slaughter.”** Dongbo Xueying remained pleased. Though he hadn’t fully deciphered the first sword of *Thirteen Swords of Annihilation*, it had deepened his comprehension of the Path of Slaughter and solidified his foundation.
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Just as Dongbo Xueying alternated between travel and cultivation, the vast Chaos Void ahead of him suddenly twisted violently.
**”Not good!”** His expression darkened as he attempted to flee via Voidwalking, but the surrounding void energies were utterly distorted and uncontrollable. At that moment, he was like a tiny insect caught in a massive whirlpool—struggle as he might, it was futile.
Flying? The twisted void forces made even movement difficult.
**”Seems I’ve run into trouble.”** Yet he remained calm. Just as the ocean has tides and whirlpools, anomalies occasionally arise in the Chaos Void. As a Voidwalker, his survival instincts were strong, though he might still find himself trapped—perhaps even swallowed into a sealed void.
The surrounding Chaos Void, vast enough to hold a million universes, twisted and collapsed inward, forming a radiant, multicolored ring at its center.
**”What is that?”** Dongbo Xueying, caught in the collapse, was dragged toward the center.
The closer he got, the clearer the sight became.
At the heart of the distortion were layered, multicolored spatial folds—as though different spaces had been folded and connected here.
**”A Void Corridor?”** He recognized it immediately.
Void Corridors form when distant regions of the boundless Chaos Void resonate, collapsing and linking together. In an instant, unimaginably far-apart places could become connected.
Some supremely powerful cultivators could deliberately create such resonances across vast distances, allowing them to traverse from one point to another in an instant—even spanning the gap between two Sacred Realms.
However, achieving this required immense strength and a highly specific cultivation system. Some paths, like the Rule-Oblivion system or the Ancestral Mother Religion system, could never accomplish this, even at their ultimate stages.
Each cultivation system had its unique traits, and only certain specialized systems at their peak could achieve such feats. Yet here, this phenomenon had occurred naturally.
**”I’d rather it hadn’t appeared.”** Though awed, Dongbo Xueying felt a twinge of unease.
A Void Corridor could transport him to the edge of a Sacred Realm—or plunge him into peril. It might even dump him straight into a nightmarish zone.
Pure luck decided the outcome.
**”Let’s hope I’m not too unlucky.”** He gripped a talisman in his hand. As a Golden-Robed Disciple, he possessed three life-saving talismans—proof of the Heavenly Court of the Void’s emphasis on the safety of its elite disciples. In the face of insurmountable danger, these talismans could drastically improve his chances of survival.
**”Whoosh—”**
The collapsing void swallowed Dongbo Xueying, dragging him into the radiant Void Corridor. He felt space itself compressing and stretching around him, time’s flow warping unpredictably. Amidst the swirling colors, he could only surrender to the current, silently praying:
**”The odds of landing in true danger should be low. Most likely, I’ll just emerge somewhere else.”** He reassured himself.
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Finally, the unstable Void Corridor shattered.
Trapped within one of its fragmented folds, Dongbo Xueying was expelled back into the normal Chaos Void. The distorted space gradually smoothed out, returning to tranquility.
Blinking in surprise, he surveyed his surroundings.
Endless emptiness.
The faintly visible universe he had glimpsed earlier was nowhere in sight.
**”I’m no longer where I was.”** This was expected—returning to his original location via a Void Corridor would have been a miracle.
**”Now, the most crucial task is figuring out where I am.”** Though he could vaguely sense the direction of the Ancient Sacred Realm, that alone was useless without landmarks. **”Fortunately, my master Gu Qi left behind an exceptionally detailed Void Map, meticulously marking every corner of the Five Sacred Realms.”**
**”Let’s begin.”**
Choosing a direction at random, he resumed his Voidwalking journey.
Having anticipated detours when he left his homeland, he was prepared—as long as he survived, all was well.
**”Hmm?”**
Soon, his gaze sharpened as he spotted a massive landmass floating in the distance.
**”A Chaos Land?”**
The original Ancient Sacred Realm had shattered in a cataclysmic battle, its fragments forming both universes and smaller Chaos Lands. Of course, Void Gods at the Chaos Realm could also create such lands. While capable of sustaining life, Chaos Lands offered far weaker protection than universes.
Universes barred all foreign Void Gods from entry.
Chaos Lands did not.
Most travelers in the Chaos Void were at least Void Gods—exceptions like Bone Qian Luo piloting a Chaos Vessel or Dongbo Xueying himself were exceedingly rare. Since Void Gods couldn’t enter universes, and the countless universes in the void bore no distinguishing marks, none were specifically named.
Chaos Lands, however, being accessible, usually bore labels.
**”Let’s investigate. Knowing its name will reveal my location and guide my next steps.”** He approached cautiously, employing the *Three Thousand Avatars* technique—sending a clone ahead while his true body followed at a safe distance.
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