At this moment, in the Central Dojo of Chaos City.
Boom!
The chaotic void trembled slightly, sending out incomprehensible dimensional fluctuations. Yet, no demon god took notice—it was as if the fluctuations operated on a higher level of existence beyond their perception.
Gu Chuan finally emerged from his Closed-Door Training. As he opened his eyes, an infinite divine light burst forth, piercing through the very source of chaos itself. At this moment, it seemed that nothing in chaos could escape his gaze.
"Has it truly been this long?"
Gu Chuan murmured, feeling the boundless time and space flowing through his mind. It was as if information from the depths of primordial chaos was naturally being infused into him. Though only a single breath had passed for him, he knew that outside, hundreds of millions of epochs had gone by.
This Closed-Door Training had lasted far longer than any of his previous ones.
However, this was to be expected after stepping into the Saint Realm. Each session of cultivation now consumed far more time than before; what felt like a mere nap could span thousands of epochs.
For a Saint, time was meaningless. It was merely a measuring scale used to observe the passage of chaos.
"But it was worth it."
Gu Chuan smiled with satisfaction. He had fully mastered his Primordial Ancient Serpent Body. Before, he had comprehended only forty-nine Dao, but now, after refining the insights gained from the Gate of Dao, he had taken a step further.
He had now mastered eighty-one Laws of Dao.
One hundred and eight Dao was no longer an unreachable peak—it was now within his grasp.
This was the advantage of a solid foundation. His comprehension of the Law of Dao was far superior to that of other Saints. He could communicate with the very source of chaos with unparalleled ease.
Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, he sensed the emergence of eighty-one Daoist scriptures. Each scripture radiated a celestial brilliance, like stars illuminating the void. They pulsed with the profound breath of the Dao, and each one resonated with the Source of Chaos, drawing upon its infinite power.
"The me of today... is too strong."
Gu Chuan clenched his fists. His Primordial Ancient Serpent Body surged with overwhelming power—power he had never wielded before. He felt as if a single punch could collapse this entire space-time continuum, forming a massive black hole.
He could not even estimate his own strength.
But he knew one thing—he could create an endless world with a mere thought, or reduce everything to an infinitely small point.
Even the Dao Realm radiating from his body could suppress countless demon gods. Against those beneath the Saint Realm, a mere glance from him would be enough to erase them from existence.
His Primordial Ancient Serpent Body had also grown further—its length had extended from one light-year to an even greater scale.
To put this into perspective, even if one traveled at the speed of light, it would take ten years to cross his entire body. It was a length so vast that ordinary demon gods wouldn't even be able to see its end.
If his true body were to fully manifest in the chaotic void, it would stand as an insurmountable wall, an unbridgeable barrier beyond the reach of any being.
"It seems I can shapeshift now."
Gu Chuan's heart stirred. Now that he had comprehended eighty-one Dao, he had grasped the ultimate mysteries of the Demon God Body. He understood every facet of flesh and blood evolution and could fully control each and every cell in his form.
Transformation was no longer a problem.
Boom!
In an instant, his massive body shrank rapidly. As his form condensed, his density increased dramatically.
The next moment, Gu Chuan stood in human form—a young man clad in Taoist robes. He was 1.9 meters tall, with an ordinary appearance that seemed indistinct, as if he could blend into any crowd.
However, between his brows, a swastika rune glowed faintly—an ancient symbol of chaotic merit. This sigil contained the boundless mysteries of the Source of Chaos, embodying the vast and infinite sky itself.
His eyes gleamed with a dark golden hue. Deep within his pupils, endless chaotic runes swirled, as though they contained a Supreme Taoist Scripture, as if he had comprehended the fundamental truths of existence itself.
"So, this is the human form... Is this the Body of Dao?"
Gu Chuan murmured as realization dawned upon him. The moment he assumed human form, he found that comprehending the Laws of Dao became significantly easier compared to when he was in his Primordial Ancient Serpent Body.
Why?
Because the human form was the true Body of Dao.
• The head was above the sky,
• The feet stood firmly on the ground,
• The legs formed a stable triangular stance.
This triangular balance allowed energy within the body to flow in a perfect cycle, forming a harmonious connection between spirit, essence, and soul.
In this special state, the soul, magic power, and body entered a unique resonance, merging into one. This resonance allowed his human form to establish an even stronger connection with the Source of Chaos, making it easier for his soul to integrate with it.
In essence, the human form was the most perfect vessel for comprehending the Dao.
However, this was something that other demon gods could not achieve.
Some ancient scholars claimed that the word "human" had no place in the world of chaos—that it only emerged after the Mother Snail created humanity.
But this was an incorrect assumption.
The word "human" had existed since the demon gods first took form. Man was simply the physical embodiment of the Dao—a symbolic representation of the Demon God's true form.
It was merely a pictographic character that later evolved into a written word.
In fact, humans themselves were merely humanoid beings from a different perspective. When humanity first emerged, they were recognized as human-like creatures by the great monsters of the Desolate Era.
Over time, the word "human" became associated with a specific race.
Thus, the term "man" had already existed during the Era of Chaos.
"It seems that from now on, I should cultivate in human form to comprehend the Dao, and transform into my Primordial Ancient Serpent Body when engaging in battle."
Gu Chuan finally understood why many future Great Monsters would adopt this practice.
In everyday life, they would assume human form to absorb the world's vitality and comprehend the Dao, accelerating their cultivation.
But in battle, they would return to their true bodies to unleash their full power.
However, Gu Chuan knew that even in human form, his combat strength did not weaken. For a Primordial Ancient Serpent that had mastered eighty-one Dao, his form was irrelevant—he remained supreme in any shape.
"By the way, I wonder how the Chaos Orb is doing now?"
As this thought crossed his mind, Gu Chuan finally turned his attention to the Chaos Orb.
It had been a long time since he last examined it.