The Chaos Inheritor – The Gate to a New World 

The golden gate loomed before him, humming with celestial energy.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath. The moment he stepped forward, the world blurred.

A shift.

A distortion of space.

His vision swirled as he walked through the threshold, his body feeling weightless—as if he were stepping into the void itself.

And then—

Silence.

When the world stabilized, Jiang Chen found himself standing in a vast, endless realm of swirling colors.

The ground beneath him was made of pure energy, shifting between golden and dark hues. The sky was an ocean of stars, galaxies spiraling in slow motion.

Then—

A figure appeared.

Blurry. Ethereal. A soul projection.

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed. He could feel the overwhelming presence radiating from this being—so vast it felt as if the world itself bent in reverence.

And then, the figure spoke.

"You have come far, Chaos Inheritor."

His voice was calm, ancient, carrying the weight of eras long past.

Jiang Chen's pupils contracted. Chaos Inheritor.

He immediately understood.

This wasn't just any being.

He had a feeling in his heart, and somehow he just intrinsically knew. 

This was the Master of the Temple of Heaven and Earth.

The projection gazed at Jiang Chen for a long moment before finally nodding.

"I have watched your battle, your ascent. You are strong—perhaps even stronger than those who came before."

Jiang Chen remained silent, waiting.

The Temple Master sighed. "I expected someone to claim this prize one day. But… I did not expect it to be you."

Jiang Chen's brows furrowed. "Me?"

The master shook his head. "A wielder of Chaos. A force of unbridled destruction, yet also one capable of creation. Tell me… what do you seek?"

Jiang Chen met his gaze. "Power."

The master was silent.

Jiang Chen continued. "But not just power. I seek to uncover the truth—of my origin, of this seed within me, of the forces that shape this world. If I must destroy to learn… I will. But if I must build something greater… I will do that too."

The master studied him.

Then, he sighed. "Typical of one who walks the path of Chaos."

"It seems I have an unavoidable karma with the side of Chaos in this era."

Jiang Chen's instincts sharpened. There was something in that tone. Something that told him this man knew more than he was letting on.

He opened his mouth to ask—but before he could, the master lifted a hand.

"No. You are not ready to know."

Jiang Chen's fingers clenched slightly. Always mysteries. Always unanswered questions.

The master, as if sensing his frustration, smiled faintly. "In time, you will learn. But first, you must walk your own path."

And with that, he lifted his hand.

A blinding light surged in the master's palm.

Slowly, an ethereal token formed, floating gently in the air.

It was small, elegant—its surface shifting between gold, silver, and an indescribable cosmic hue. Strange inscriptions flickered across it, their meanings elusive yet profound.

"Take it," the master said.

Jiang Chen reached out. The moment his fingers touched the token—

BOOOOOOOM!

A flood of energy surged into him.

Visions. A world forming. Land stretching endlessly. Mountains rising, rivers flowing, Qi thick and rich beyond imagination.

Jiang Chen's eyes widened. This wasn't just a treasure.

This was an entire world.

His consciousness trembled as the master's voice resonated within him.

"This is the Token of the Sovereign Realm."

"Within it exists a world—a land yet unclaimed. Rich in resources, pure in energy."

Jiang Chen's breath quickened. A world.

Not just any space—a land of unlimited potential.

But the master wasn't finished.

"This is not a mere storage treasure. With this, you may leave a soul imprint on those you trust."

"Any who bear your mark will have the ability to enter this realm freely, unless they are in special circumstances, such as another separate realm."

Jiang Chen's heart pounded.

A personal realm. A sanctuary. A foundation.

He had always fought alone. Then he found the Heaven Sundering Sect.

But he knew, on his long journey to discover his origin, most of his brothers of the sect wouldn't be able to accompany him. 

But now…

Now, he had the foundation to create something greater.

The master's voice turned solemn. "The power to destroy is easy to obtain. But the power to build?"

He met Jiang Chen's gaze.

"That is what makes a ruler."

The master lifted his hand.

The Token of the Sovereign Realm shimmered with light before suddenly—

BOOOOOOM!

It slammed into Jiang Chen's chest.

His body trembled as the energy of the token merged with his very soul.

The master's voice echoed one last time.

"You and your group will not ascend to the 31st floor. Not only are you not ready, but I also won't allow it."

Before he could utter a word of protest. 

"Go forth, Chaos Inheritor. Build, conquer, or destroy."

"The path is yours to choose."

Jiang Chen's vision blurred—

And then—

Darkness.

When Jiang Chen opened his eyes, he was no longer in the ethereal realm.

He stood in a grand chamber.

Before him, Bai Muchen, Xiao Dong, and Qin Tian were waiting.

They looked up, sensing his presence.

For a moment, none of them spoke.

Then Bai Muchen smirked. "Took you long enough."

Jiang Chen exhaled, his hands clenching slightly—feeling the presence of the token deep within him.

He didn't respond.

Because in his heart, he knew—

Everything had changed.