Chapter 893: Arrival

In the chaos, Devil Island once again began to fly at high speed, relying on the powerful thrust generated by over two thousand magical beasts.
With no pursuers around, Devil Island’s safety was no longer a concern. Even if anyone tried to harass them again, the Snake Woman and her army of magical beasts could chase them into the chaos and kill them.
A year and a half later, the two seasoned travelers—Batwing Warrior and Angerful Vajra—reappeared before Su Che and the others. But they had now become soul slaves, infinitely loyal to Su Che and willing to obey any command without question.
With such two powerful allies, the journey through the chaos would be risk-free. In other words, Su Che could leave Devil Island at any time.
That day, at the edge of the island, Su Che stood face to face with the Snake Woman.
To be honest, Tianyin was quite understanding. She had flown into the chaos ahead of time with Manzhi, Lao He, and the others to wait outside for Su Che, giving them some private time to say goodbye affectionately.
Everything that needed to be said had already been said. At this moment, Su Che didn’t know what to say to the Snake Woman.
The Snake Woman, as always generous and proactive, leaned into Su Che’s arms and whispered in his ear, “I’ll wait for you for ten thousand Chaos Eras. If you don’t come, I will…”
What would happen next wasn’t stated, leaving it for Su Che to figure out.
Ten thousand Chaos Eras was equivalent to over 300 million years in Su Che’s time frame. By then, the Divine Tree of Chaos would likely have created its own universe.
“I will definitely come to find you. It won’t take that long.”
Su Che gently held her and whispered, “Remember, don’t go astray.”
The Snake Woman giggled, exhaled a faint gust of energy from her palm, pushing Su Che off the edge of the island into the chaos, where he landed precisely beside Tianyin and the others.
Watching Devil Island drift away slowly, Su Che sighed inwardly. A sense of loss settled in his heart, impossible to dispel.
Though he knew deep down that he felt neither love nor deep affection for the Snake Woman—only the most primal desire stirred by her—he still couldn’t control his possessive instincts. Reason and calmness were utterly ineffective against them…
Feeling Tianyin’s concerned gaze, Su Che turned to her and transmitted a message, “I’m sorry… I…”
Tianyin floated closer, took his hand, and said softly, “I know. It’s not your fault.”

These words are not hypocritical. Over the past year or so, Tianyin has also deliberately increased the frequency of communication with the Snake Woman, trying to figure out what she has that she lacks. She soon discovered the mesmerizing power possessed by the Snake Woman—a strange, irresistible force even for her as a woman. Eventually, worried that she might be “poisoned” too deeply, Tianyin dared not contact her anymore.

If that’s the case, there’s nothing more to say.

Su Che nodded gently and waved to summon the Mist Sea Divine Ship. Enough of this talk; let’s set off.

The long journey through chaos began anew, but Su Che didn’t need to pilot the ship himself—his two servants would handle it. These experienced travelers surely had their own names, but Su Che found them too strange and long, making them awkward to pronounce, so he gave them straightforward nicknames: Bat Wing and Vajra.

With them controlling the Mist Sea Divine Ship, its speed increased significantly. It was estimated that they could reach the oldest universe marked on the map in at most five thousand years.

One hundred years, two hundred years… one thousand years, two thousand years…

During the journey, Su Che and the others were busy improving their cultivation skills to strengthen themselves. Su Che simply practiced cultivation as usual; Tianyin and Manzhi had consumed the Mixed Purple Crystal Fruit and needed time to transform the energy before they could gradually grow into top-tier warriors like Ao Zu. Xiao Hei’s method of growth was the simplest and most effective—he just needed to consume large amounts of chaotic resources from Ao Zu, Bat Wing, and Vajra. It was estimated that by the time they reached that ancient universe, his strength would have doubled at least.

As for Lao Hei’s puppet body, no method could be found to strengthen it. He could only continue collecting the willpower of beings in the Immortal Prison Universe, just as before, to enhance the strength of his true body.

With Su Che’s strong support, Qi Yuan Star in the Immortal Prison Universe had developed over thousands of years, and the gap between it and other planets in the cultivation world was no longer significant. By now, there were already over twenty cultivators who had reached the Mahayana stage through pure local cultivation. Among them, the Tianxuan Sect accounted for half of them. The sect leader Feng Yi, the Grand Elder Qingxuan, Zi Xiao, Xuan Zhong, and eight other supreme ancestors had all reached the Mahayana stage. If they could return to the immortal realm of their original universe, they could ascend to immortality at any time.

The reason why he was able to reach the Mahayana stage so quickly was, of course, due to the crucial role of the Time Wheel. Now, the time flow rate of the Time Wheel has reached one to 3,500 years—one year in the outside world corresponds to 3,500 years inside the wheel. Even Linglong, who had always taken cultivation lightly, had already reached the Mahayana stage. Su Che’s first clone remained by her side at all times, staying together without separation. Despite being at the Mahayana stage, Linglong’s lifestyle remained simple—caring for those immortal herbs, with Su Che’s company, she seemed content to continue such a life forever without ever growing tired. Another female Mahayana practitioner in the Tianxuan Sect was Xueyu’s sister. Su Che had long known of her existence but had never secretly hindered her cultivation; instead, he went out of his way to take care of her, allowing her to quickly regain a Mahayana cultivation level comparable to her past life. The reason was that her identity in this life was also quite special. Often, in the quiet of the night, he could see her standing atop a peak in the Tianxuan Sect, gazing at the stars. He could basically guess what she was thinking. “In her past life, she was Xueyu’s sister, but in this life, she has become my sister. What can I do to her?” “Nian’er, after your memories from your past life awakened, all you feel for me, your cousin, must be hatred, right?” Su Che had long known that Nian’er’s rebirth was also orchestrated by Yu Huangtian, only about ten years earlier. With Yu Huangtian’s highly advanced time manipulation skills, this was not difficult at all. Nian’er was innocent; it could only be said that her past and present lives were both pitiful. She was merely a victim of Yu Huangtian’s schemes, an insignificant pawn. This included her sister as well—Xueyu, who had once filled Su Che with disgust. By now, Su Che no longer cared about these things… The continuous flight in chaos was extremely monotonous and unchanging, but within the Immortal Prison world, tremendous changes occurred at every moment. Countless lives were born, and countless beings exhausted their lifespans and passed away. In comparison, Su Che came to understand many things: chaos represented eternity, while individual universe worlds were places where various lives gathered. Where there is life, there is death. Universe worlds, like ordinary beings, also went through the processes of birth, growth, decline, and destruction. “Our universe has reached the brink of decline and is on the verge of destruction. Is it really necessary to violate the laws of chaos just to save it?”

Su Che had harbored such thoughts more than once. As that merchant god Mord said, the Origin Demons were not evil; they merely carried the duty of “executioners,” tasked with eliminating those universes that were on the verge of destruction or deserved to perish, thereby giving new universes a chance to emerge. Could it be that the number of universes the chaos could accommodate was limited—say, only 9,999, not one more? Would the old not perish, and the new not be born? If the original universe remained undestroyed, could my Immortal Prison World never become a true grand universe? Was that the case? Along the way, Su Che thought of many things. It seemed that the closer he got to the oldest universe, the more questions he could think of, and his thoughts became clearer. “Yes, no matter what the outcome is, I am on this journey to seek answers.” During the trip, he encountered some chaotic creatures or malicious chaotic travelers trying to stop him, but with the powerful strength of bat wings and diamond-like durability, along with Su Che’s time domain, no one could hinder the progress of the Mist Sea Divine Ship. After more than 4,700 years, thanks to the incredible speed of the Mist Sea Divine Ship, they finally reached the destination marked on the map. “Just a few hundred million miles further, and we’ll enter the chaotic interior of that universe.” Su Che stowed away the Mist Sea Divine Ship and transmitted a message, “Brother Manzi, do you want to come in with me, or…” “I won’t go.” After thousands of years of getting to know each other, Manzi already knew Su Che’s purpose for coming here. But he had no interest in saving any universe. Even if the universe he originated from were facing destruction, Manzi wouldn’t care. As a chaotic traveler, he had long broken free from the restrictions of any particular universe space. Now, with the Great Chaos as a blueprint, his ultimate goal was to create his own universe. Thus, he didn’t quite understand Su Che’s approach, but since everyone had their own aspirations, it was better not to say too much. No gathering lasts forever. Manzi’s words, “I won’t go,” meant they would part ways, each going their own way. The chances of meeting again in the chaos were extremely slim. “Alright,” Su Che sighed with slight regret. “I can only offer you my blessings. Good luck, Brother Manzi.” “You too!” Manzi’s gaze pierced through the thick mist, looking deep into the chaos. “This place is my other starting point.”

Without further ado, he waved goodbye. His small figure disappeared into the chaos, set on pursuing the various opportunities meant for him.
“Another friend has left,” Su Che sighed softly.
“Master, this is quite normal in the chaos,” Jingang reassured him in a low voice. “As a traveler of chaos, one learns to embrace solitude long ago.”
Su Che nodded slightly, then turned his gaze elsewhere, toward the direction of that ancient universe. “You all go into the Immortal Prison. I’ll go alone.”
When foreign travelers of chaos enter a universe, they are likely to be seen as suspicious invaders. If there are too many of them, it will surely arouse high alert among the universe’s natural laws. If Su Che didn’t use his thousand-fold power enhancement, his apparent cultivation level would only be that of an Immortal Lord, slightly weaker than most travelers of chaos. If he entered alone, perhaps things would be much better…