In the dimensional cosmos, worlds are being born and destroyed every moment, but how vast is the dimensional cosmos? Even the true creator god cannot claim to reach any corner of the dimensional cosmos.
The dimensional cosmos is like an endless sea, and the worlds within it are as numerous as grains of sand by the Ganges River. Even the world created by the supreme god may be just a tiny island in this vast sea.
Therefore, though worlds are born and destroyed in the dimensional cosmos every moment, how many have truly witnessed this phenomenon?
Encountering the opening of a world is truly a stroke of great fortune.
With just one glance, the three saints understood each other's intentions and then smiled at Bexia, saying, "Friend, would you be willing to explore the chaos with us? It's good to have someone looking out for each other!"
The owner of the speaking warship, a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his fifties or sixties but could very well be much older, calling a person like Bexia, who was not even twenty, a friend seemed somewhat strange. However, he himself didn't mind and maintained a humble demeanor, being very polite to Bexia.
All of this was naturally due to Christine calling him "master." They all assumed Bexia was a young man of noble background; otherwise, he wouldn't be accompanied by a saint's maid.
"I am indeed interested in exploring the chaos, but I do not intend to team up with you all. I appreciate your kindness!" Bexia replied, his gaze fixed on the chaos vortex in the distance, as if sensing something stirring in his heart but unable to grasp it.
"Very well, then!" Bexia's response was undoubtedly impolite, but even though the three saints were somewhat annoyed by his attitude, they didn't show it. They believed that those from prestigious families naturally carried an air of arrogance and looked down on independent cultivators like them.
Feeling the shipowner's words, Bexia glanced back at the departing three saints, knowing his refusal had offended them. Nevertheless, he didn't dwell on it. His increased strength had also boosted his mindset.
What were saints, anyway?
If it were a saint like Baso with formidable combat strength, Bexia might have been more courteous. However, even in a one-on-one battle, Bexia felt confident he wouldn't lose to the departing three saints, let alone Christine, who was already at the fifth star level of a saint. If the two combined their Divinities without the need for artifact assistance, Bexia felt they could hold their own against Baso for a while.
Due to the chaos opening event, the warship naturally couldn't proceed further. Not only did the shipowner voice this sentiment, but many passengers on the ship were also unwilling to leave. The opening of chaos was a great opportunity; wouldn't it be a pity to miss out?
Those who were capable of boarding this warship were at least monarch-level based on their own strength. If relying on their background, they must have connections to individuals above monarch level. In many ways, apart from the crew, everyone aboard the warship had their sights set on this chaos opening.
But this was also good because at least there wouldn't be any issues arising from the ship coming to a stop.
The three saints also did not go alone but instead gathered a group of people on the warship. After all, no one had ever encountered the birth of a world before, and many things were easier to handle with more people. As for the mysteries that lay within, no words needed to be said.
After returning to the warship and briefing the situation, Bexia entrusted Conesy to watch over a few youngsters. After all, beyond the dimensional cosmos, there were powerful cosmic auroras, and only saints could survive for long in the dimensional void filled with cosmic auroras.
And the main reason is that Conesy's hull was completely damaged in the last battle, so Bexia didn't prepare any other armaments for her as they had to rebuild the entire hull. Therefore, Conesy cannot contribute much to the battle at the moment, so it's better to just bring Christine and Lady Cloud along.
Bexia plans to utilize Christine's power to embark on a journey to the birthplace of the world in the form of a saint, and to use Christine's power to comprehend the mysteries of chaos law. If successful, Bexia will have the strength to compete with ordinary saints.
With Christine integrated within him, Bexia took out a sacred warblade, and with the Wings of Azure Sky unfurled behind him, flew towards the direction of the world's birth. At this moment, chaos has not truly opened up yet, and the chaos vortex is full of the power of chaos law, making it the best time to comprehend the mysteries of chaos.
Another crucial point is that Lady Cloud just informed him that he could use Chaos Divinity to absorb some chaos qi, which would greatly benefit him.
However, as Bexia approached the chaos vortex, his speed slowed down. It wasn't just because he was nearing the chaos vortex, but also because he saw many large and small warships emerging from the void. Some warships had already stopped around the chaos vortex, especially a few warships that were not only enormous but also exuded a terrifying aura.
They must be Immortal-class warships!
Immortal-class warships are no simple matter. Even most Immortal-grade deities cannot produce them. Only those with exceptional strength among the Immortals, or those with deep backgrounds, can possess them. Otherwise, even if one were to accumulate wealth for half a lifetime, they could not afford an Immortal-class warship.
Even if Bexia were to reach the treasury of Arahtys, he might not be able to create the Immortal-class warship he desired.
There are three Immortal-class warships: one appears ordinary, one, though called a warship, resembles more of a small planet, and the last warship looks unique. It is entirely dark red in color and from a distance resembles a large bat, surrounded by a layer of blood-red mist, with a more formidable presence than the other two warships.
More warships gradually arrived, with at least a hundred appearing. Many people flew out from the warships and approached the chaos vortex slowly to observe, while some observed from afar, seemingly searching for an opportunity.
Bexia frowned. Once the chaos is successfully opened and the world is born, these people would likely enter the nascent chaos to search for treasures, inevitably leading to battles. Among practitioners, fighting for treasures is as common as eating and drinking.
As for the dead? Without death, how can one be called a practitioner? How can one be called a treasure hunter? Countless practitioners die every second in the dimensional universe on this path, and one's own day of death might also come.
If the owners of the three warships are considered Immortal-grade deities, then the significance of this chaos opening would be lost. After all, beneath deities, all are mere ants. With a single thought, the deity could annihilate everyone here. What's the point of fighting for plunder?
Nevertheless, Bexia did not give up. He stopped in a place near the chaos vortex to observe first, to comprehend the chaos vortex, and then decide on the next steps depending on the situation!
