Chapter 3: Great Advancement in Strength

Time did not exist in chaos. A thousand years, ten thousand years—perhaps even an era had passed, yet chaos remained unchanged, an eternal expanse of nothingness.

Yet, within this formless void, a swirling cyclone stretched across tens of millions of kilometers. Like an immense eggshell, it consumed the surrounding chaos energy at an insatiable pace. The vortex spun endlessly, drawing in the very essence of creation.

As the energy accumulated, a transformation occurred. Chaos condensed from gas to liquid, forming an ocean of pure power within the massive shell.

At the center of it all lay a colossal serpent, submerged in the chaotic tides. This being—this Primordial Ancient Snake—was Furukawa.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.

A blinding golden light erupted from them, piercing through the endless void. A tyrannical aura surged outward, shaking the chaos itself.

"How long has it been?"

For what felt like an instant, he had been lost in cultivation. Yet, the outside world had moved on without him. He could sense it—hundreds of thousands of years had likely passed.

And yet, the time was well spent.

His entire being radiated with strength, overflowing with a terrifying power he had never felt before.

Once, his body had stretched 200,000 kilometers—an unimaginable size. But after this deep slumber, after relentlessly absorbing chaos energy, he had grown to 2 million kilometers.

He was now ten times larger than before.

To compare, the planet Earth in his previous life had a circumference of only 40,000 kilometers. Now, his colossal form could wrap around it fifty times over.

Yet, size was only a fraction of his evolution.

His body had undergone a fundamental transformation. Dark golden scales now covered his immense frame, glowing with chaotic energy. Each scale pulsed with raw power, forming an impenetrable barrier that even the most violent storms of chaos could not breach.

If before he had been a newborn, then now, he had stepped into childhood—still growing, but far from weak.

But it was not just his body that had changed.

Furukawa could feel it—his soul had undergone an even more profound advancement.

Once, his soul had been mist-like, ethereal and unstable. Now, it had condensed into a liquid state, shimmering with a dark golden hue. It radiated an ancient, chaotic majesty.

Deep within his sea of consciousness, a phantom of his Primordial Ancient Snake form had taken shape—a true manifestation of his soul.

The power it held was immeasurable.

With this strengthened soul, Furukawa had gained complete mastery over his body. Every fiber of his being responded to his will with absolute precision. Not a single movement was wasted.

He decided to test his newfound power.

With a flick of his tail, the chaos itself trembled.

A deafening explosion erupted as his tail cut through the void, sending shockwaves rippling through the formless abyss. Chaos, which knew neither sound nor silence, suddenly roared in protest.

His speed had also undergone a dramatic evolution.

With a single movement, he blurred through the void, slicing through the dense chaos like a lightning bolt. In mere moments, he traveled tens of millions of kilometers, effortlessly gliding through the endless expanse.

Furukawa was no longer bound by the resistance of chaos—he moved through it as if it were water, fluid and untouchable.

Then, he focused his mind on a different aspect of his power.

He vanished.

His aura, his presence—everything about him dissolved into the void.

His breath, his energy, even his soul blended seamlessly into the chaos. He became a shadow, unseen and undetectable.

If he wished, he could remain hidden forever, lurking in the depths of the abyss.

This ability made him a predator unlike any other—a hunter who could strike without warning, unseen until the moment of death.

And his deadliest weapons had also evolved.

His fangs.

Before, they had merely been strong. Now, they were akin to divine artifacts—razor-sharp and nearly indestructible. But it was not just their strength that made them terrifying.

They dripped with poison.

A poison so ancient, so pure, that it did not simply destroy the body—it corroded the soul itself.

A single bite could shatter planets. A single drop of venom could slay gods and demons alike.

Even the most powerful beings in chaos would fear his fangs.

Just as Furukawa reveled in his newfound strength, a presence stirred in the distance.

Something vast. Something powerful.

A Demonic God was approaching.

Furukawa's eyes narrowed.

For the first time in his new life, he had encountered another being of chaos.