At the moment when the [Chaos True God] manifested, the entire Chaos fell silent.
Its body is so majestic that any language seems pale and powerless.
It is not composed of matter, but directly woven from three thousand shattered yet unified Great Dao Laws.
As if it were larger than all the Heavens and Myriads of Worlds combined, it occupies the entire view of all living beings.
Its outline is indistinct, flickering and changing between existence and non-existence.
Its eyes are two constantly collapsing and rebirthing chaos black holes, exuding a gravity that devours everything.
In the depths of the endless darkness, it reflects the complete scene of three thousand different Great Daos from birth to silence.
Time, space, causality, and destiny become toys to be casually manipulated within those eyes.
The [True Chaos] is the fury of Chaos, the resentment of the old era, the final scream of all Demon Gods slain by Pangu.
