The Chaos Dragon Prince

"Oh my..." Yulong sighed while shaking her head. "We must work on breaking that shyness!"

Turning back over to Cain , she waved with a teasing smile. "Wishing you the best martial brother."

"Mn...the best..." Jin Ya still had a glossed look in her eyes while staring at Cain.

"Come back early." Amber peacefully smiled.

The girls didn't wait for a second longer as they took off into the skies.

Cain noted their Law lights went in the same direction as Lan Rui.

'Really is the best...' Cain simply had to sigh at his tremendous luck. Shaking his head, he continued right into the transmission array.

A few minutes later and Cain had finally left the Cloudsea Holy Land. His eyes were soon met with the magnificent sight of Atlas City several miles below him.

Cain didn't waste any time. He couldn't be detected because of Chaotic concealment, so he directly teleported straight toward Wintry World's grassy plains.

Space broke open as Chaos lights rippled into the atmosphere.

Cain silently strolled out of the torn open Void Space, his presence going entirely undetected by all other cultivators.

He stopped for a moment. His gaze swept around the bustling grassy plains.

All of his previous adventures had Cain in a rush. With either a goal needing to be done or chased by a troublesome foe. There wasn't that much time to simply appreciate the beautiful sights of the God Galaxy.

Everything here was truly blessed by the passive energy of the grand Great Daos.

Every speck of grass gleamed with natural Dao Law runes. Their sparks glisten into the skies. The size of the grassy plains seemed to stretch on for endless miles. One can even mistake it for the mass of a small planet.

And there were the divine cultivators sailing through the skies or walking on foot.

When compared to higher tier forces such as Holy Lands or great families, these divine cultivators seem average.

But one can't be mistaken. Even an ordinary Divine Origin expert can rule any lower realm planet. And these were planets also filled with countless powerful cultivators within the mortal realm of cultivation.

The divide between cultivators was immense. But every single realm of cultivation wasn't worthless at all.

Cain's eyes gleamed while simply surveying the environment.

The world of cultivation is most definitely a brutal and vicious one. Anyone can get mercilessly chewed up and spit out like dogshit on the side of the road.

But there was always a certain attribute this reality would always have. One that Cain loves from the depths of his soul.

That is the endless, boundless opportunities that the Great Dao can provide!

There was no such thing as an end to the Great Dao. Neverending and boundless. A concept that Cain and even many other Heavenly Venerate couldn't possibly comprehend.

But Cain and all other divine cultivators weren't limited by mortal lifespans. They had plenty amount of time to study the principles of the universe.

Perhaps one day Cain believes he can even touch the faint boundaries of understanding true martial cultivation.

All these thoughts caused Cain's mind to slowly shift. It was different from simply comprehending the Divine Laws of the universe.

Cain was heavily pondering the very foundation of everything. What can provide him and countless others tremendous power.

Naturally, studying the foundation of how Divine Laws function would increase his perception of his main Divine Laws.

It was a start to once again raise his attainment levels. After neglecting this ability for some time, Cain was ready to build upon his foundation.

He didn't have any clear goal in mind for this trip. His steps that held the mysteries of Divine Laws carried Cain in the wind. He truly chose a random direction while simply pondering about the universe.

Step by step, Cain never stopped moving. It was a wondrous state of mental cultivation. Almost akin to a trance.

Who knows for how long he's been walking?

Who knows for how far his divine steps carried him?

It wasn't as if Cain was walking like a mortal. These divine steps would sometimes carry him 100 meters or 500 meters.

Moreover, this barely cost him any Inner World energy. Cain unknowingly traveled far away from Atlas City.

It was unknown precisely when or how. But in the middle of Cain's faint trance, his Divine Sense suddenly detected an intriguing signature of energy.

Cain calmly stopped, his gaze narrowing to the west side of the grassy plains.

His Divine Sense didn't see any visual oddity. But his soul stirred. And his Spiritual Sea shifted as if there was a magnetic sensation he absolutely could not ignore.

Intrigue surged through Cain. This had to be a rare moment where he felt some sort of intuition or sensation to go in a random direction.

It was said that high realm divine cultivators craft some sort of divine intuition. This came from their increasingly better understanding of the universe's forces, the boundless Great Daos.

Cain didn't think this intuition came purely from his own abilities. But most likely the working of the Chaotic Emerald.

Still, Cain was on an expedition to explore. His divine steps quickly brought him over to this magnetic attraction.

Several meters in this direction and Cain soon came across an interesting sight. Despite his divine eyes being able to see long distances ahead, he apparently could not spot the mysterious forest before him.

The forest was shrouded in complete darkness. Not just any regular kind of darkness, either. Cain could distinctly detect traces of some sort of mystical Law principles swirling within the darkness.

There wasn't time to study the mysterious forest, however.

The truly interesting sight came from in front of the forest.

Six cultivators stood at the entrance of the forest. Each of them wore the same, strange brown robe that was illumined with Law runes.

And these six all rippled with an eerily similar Divine Aura. Their Supreme Divine Laws almost seemed connected. As if they were all in one overwhelming force. Facing in front of them would be the same as trying to stand next to a titan.

Their Divine Laws were restrained. But this sensation of constraint only made them seem like they were ready to erupt at any second.

Above all, every single one of these brown robe cultivators was late stage Divine Rulers!

In front of these Divine Rulers were three other late stage Divine Rulers. These three Divine Rulers were also dressed in similar black rune robes with each other.

Their most noticeable feature was the gleaming black sword strapped to their backs. The simple, yet dangerous presence of a death-defying sword.

These three black sword cultivators could blink and slice apart mortal countries with a single gaze. All weaker Divine Laws would get shredded beneath their sword laws.

Between the six brown robe cultivators and the three black sword cultivators, the tension was immensely thick.

A single tick could set off a battle that can raze numerous continents to dust.

Still, despite the black sword cultivator's clear tension. The brown robe cultivators all maintain a smile.

The same smile, to be exact. Their lips curled in such a way that almost seemed too natural. As if this was a daily routine for them.