Dragons went about the Chaos Sea, collecting resources for their defunct empire's use. Some time had passed since Da Hai made his return. Feelings turned more optimistic as a result.

However, the sense of trepidation had yet to leave them. Even Gui Daiyu was not entirely sure on where to proceed. Da Hai had taken time off immediately to enter secluded cultivation.

"Clear my head," he had claimed.

During this time, the dragons as a whole pondered if they should depart for the territory of the Three Realms. For them, it was the other hope they've carried for eons.

Even though they journeyed far in the Chaos Sea, it was not as if they'd lost sight of their original home. They knew where it was, and kept track of it even as it moved to absorb Chaos Worlds for its own nourishment.

"Is the venerable one still not out?" The dragon who asked was among the younger generation. Only familiar with history through legends. He was not along in assuming Da Hai would change their course of destiny immediately.

Their empress shook her head. "Ultimately, the Three Realms is ruled by a power greater than any Chaos Immortal. Bringing him back had only been one among many responsibilities. There is no miracle."

In his own isolation however, Da Hai was engrossed in his cultivation. His Dao fruit fluctuated around him, pulsing with even stronger force then before.

It had become clear to Da Hai, that one of the most crucial aspects of a Dao realm breakthrough was fulfilled.

The propagation into all things. Wherein one concept gives rise to all others, and all others are in turn, mere transformations of the original.

Da Hai opened his eyes after a period of time to release a soft breath. This single exhale momentarily formed into its own Chaos World filled with numerous Dao Laws that governed physics.

"No," he said with a shake of his head. "Not enough. Never enough."

The innate god examined himself again to check for any error. Nothing was off from how he was before Hongjun obliterated him. Yet he couldn't reconcile with himself.

"It just doesn't make sense. How is a person supposed to be himself if he was erased before? If I was woken up from memory alone, can I really be Da Hai?

"What's more, what would this mean for a person's sense of self and their Dao? Am I my Dao or actually Da Hai who created my Dao? It makes more sense to be the former. Oh but if I'm the former, how could I be Da Hai instead of his creation? What even is the self then?"

Da Hai shut his eyes to calm himself, and to prevent uncontrollable leakages of his aura. "I and my Dao are also separate entities. Existence is far more mysterious then I'd assumed."

The current Da Hai was leagues ahead of the version who fought in the anti-devil war. This new him was about on par, or slightly ahead of that Da Hai when he burned his own Nascent Soul for fuel. Which was to say he'd annihilate his younger self.

Part of it was to do with his new body. The extreme vitality that arose from the Heavenly Sword of Gathering Cloud's sacrifice. But also the rich environment of Yingzhou.

Since his resurrection, Da Hai did not have to inquire about Yingzhou. He already felt it as a part of him. Everything from his bones to his muscles had Yingzhou as its second foundation.

Zulong was a loyal disciple, too much in Da Hai's opinion. Instead of using that profound island he'd painstakingly stole from the Heavenly Dao, to house his own people, he'd used it for him.

Da Hai had been a deadman. It was pointless to even try to bring him back at the time.

Da Hai could not help the tear he'd shed for his lost disciple. He ultimately relaxed from his cultivating state.

"Why are you not here?" He asked aloud. "That's it then. I have to find you. Right now, it's pointless investigating things I don't even understand. Nor is it fruitful to pursue battles I don't have the means to participate. But finding you?"

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"Your wife told me you left to explore a breakthrough to the Dao realm. How many yuanhuis ago was that? Knowing your talent, would you have succeeded? Or would you have discovered more then me?

"I as your master, am worried. But I'm sure you'd want to know I'm safe too considering…whatever the case I need to find you."

He closed his rambling thoughts with revealed purpose. Da Hai allowed himself to transform into streams of water that flowed out of his given chamber.

Along the way, he blew past numerous dragons who became entranced by his casual display of technique.

He found Gui Daiyu holding a meeting with other dragon higher ups at a tower overlooking the Chaos Sea. Due to his superior cultivation, no privacy barrier could keep him out.

After courtesies were exchanged, a younger dragon elder grew excited. "Great one, is it now time?"

"Hm?" Da Hai raised an eyebrow.

"Enough," Gui Daiyu said to the dragon. "Don't bring that up."

"Enough what your majesty? Is now not time to undertake the journey back to our ancestral home and liberate our kin," that same young dragon angrily said

"Ryujin," another dragon called out. "We have already discussed that and concluded…"

"You concluded and moved on. Great venerable one, you will lead us back now right? The monstrous evil looming over the Primitive World still controls it. We must restore our home."

Da Hai was not taken aback. Rather, he sighed in disappointment.

"Little friend, there is an astronomical difference between a Chaos Immortal and a genuine Dao realm existence," Da Hai said to him.

"We are fundamentally two different levels on the cosmic hierarchy. In front of you? I may as well be omnipotent. Place me in front of Hongjun? He's the one that's omnipotent."

Da Hai had figured it was obvious. He felt slightly disappointed the dragons had not educated their junior members of the sheer difference that single jump made.

After all, it was a transformation just like the shift from a second order celestial lifeforms to a third order. Transcendence to a different dimension of life form all together. He sent a questioning gaze at Gui Daiyu.

"Then what was the point of safeguarding you?" The young dragon angrily said. "Do you have any idea the hardship my race had been through for your sake?

"Do you have any idea the losses we've endured nurturing your body. Even our new home is destroyed in the end. All for the sake of what exactly? More endless wandering in the Chaos Sea?"

"Ryujin enough!" Gui Daiyu lost her patience and pressed the emotional dragon down.

"Forgive me, he's been through many losses recently. He's not all there mentally," she elaborated to Da Hai.

"Your majesty," Ryujin said in frustration between gritted teeth. "What has become of our people?"

Da Hai scanned the room, feeling gazes of anger towards the young dragon. At the same time, he couldn't exactly blame the guy.

If memory served, he worked in the only landmass in the Shinto inspired Chaos World previously. He was an honorary amatsukami as a result.

"I cannot in good conscious, lead anyone back to the Primitive World…no it is the Three Realms now. I cannot lead anyone back there. But he has the right of it in fact," Da Hai said.

This was much to the surprise of Gui Daiyu. "And so what then? Are we to fight that monster? I had assumed we'd colonise another Chaos World, or set up our own."

'Who can really say in the tides of fate.' Da Hai did not recall any time where he saw this woman be so nonchalant regarding the life of an exile. "My disciple fled long ago to search for a method to breakthrough to Dao. I must do the same."

Gui Daiyu released a depressive hum. "Dao realm huh. Sometimes I wonder if it is even reachable. I spent most of my life in the Chaos Sea. I've never so much as seen a glimpse. Even the strongest travelers I've met never hoped for such a realm.

"Your excellency, if you were to ask me? The likes of Pangu, Hongjun, and the two ancestors of that Chaos World were just born special. Unlike the rest of us, people numbering in untold infinities. Four individuals out of all that made it to the ultimate realm."

Even without divining the past, Da Hai's substantially higher cultivation was reading through her like book. The loss of her own husband to said pursuit was left unsaid. But Da Hai could practically see the regret in hindsight ooze from her.

Many of the older dragons from Zulong's time had died out one way or another. Even the current elders were young men when their sovereign left. All of them had long thought Zulong perished.

"I must search even if it kills me," Da Hai said resolutely. "Either I find Zulong again, or I reach Dao. A comeback to the Three Realms can never be possible otherwise."

Da Hai looked out of the window. The Chaos Sea appeared so endless before him. So full of life, death, and all the eons in between.

It made even a Limitless Supreme Chaos Immortal feel small. All the concerns in his life converged together in the same conclusion.

"Am I to continue using up your hospitality after burdening your race for so long?" He mused. "I will impart all the techniques I've amassed over the years. Every formation, every spell, every cultivation manual. I'll transcribe all of it. I'll design for you a formation strong enough to resist opponents of my full strength. Then I'll depart to search."

Whichever he found first didn't seem like it mattered for the dragons. But to Da Hai, Zulong's whereabouts actually edged out.

When all was set and done. A formation map was drawn, and manuals were written. Da Hai went even as far as deducing many more techniques at the higher ends of the Chaos Immortal realm.

Chaos Immortal as a realm was already so vast. But what a Limitless Supreme could do put a greater perspective for the dragon elders at the Primal Zenith realm.

Da Hai departed after leaving an attack imprint in Gui Daiyu's possession.

However, due to the nature of the Chaos Sea, Gui Daiyu failed to identify which direction Zulong left all those years ago. With no clues to start, Da Hai did a quick divination and left in a certain direction.

…

In the vast landscape of the Chaos Sea, a battle had just concluded. Embers that had once been fire that roasted entire Chaos Worlds were left dying on the scales of an immense creature.

"Sleep."

Appearing like a rainbow, this serpent uttered one word to a shattered army of white winged organisms.

"We are tools of the lord."

"We are tools of the lord."

"Destroying us is blasphemy."

"Repent."

"Repent."

"Repent."

The serpent shook its head. It softly blew the chaotic air, sending the creatures into an unconscious state. It was a concept foreign to third order celestial beings. Yet this rainbow serpent did it anyway.

"How about you lot repent instead?"

The Chaos Sea was quiet again. The serpent coiled itself and yawned lazily.

"As far as I can tell, they have no concept of self. Why bother?"

"Don't scare me like that primal one," the rainbow serpent exasperatedly said.

"Hm. Anyway, have you found a way to reach the Dao realm yet?" Yuanling asked him.

The rainbow serpent snorted. "What is it with you lately? You've been pestering me non stop ever since those two transcended."

Yanking frowned. "Surely you've noticed. You don't have to posses my cultivation to know this calamity will get worse. I've spoken with its source you know. It either doesn't comprehend, or willfully ignores reason. It's a zealot in its aims and that aim is the end of civilisation as we know it."

The rainbow serpent looked away and began swimming. It had grown tired of Yuanling seventy cosmic years ago.

But that annoyance was equally matched by Yuanling's persistence. For the Dao realm being, he hated seeing old friends go.

"Yurlunggur wait!"

"Don't bother," he said. "You know I can never reconcile with the truth needed for the ultimate realm. I am just like Surt in that regard. I refuse to believe that 'that,' is the nature of Grand Dao."

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