Chapter 525: Chaos Tree
Max’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the extraordinary phenomenon unfolding within his inner world.
For a long moment, his mind failed to register what he was seeing—not because it was vague or mysterious, but because it was far too real, far too concrete for something that had no business being material at all.
"What the hell is this...?" he muttered aloud, his voice a whisper of awe and confusion.
Hovering beside his golden core, the embryonic seed-like form pulsed faintly with life, and the four small branches that had sprouted from it each radiated the unmistakable aura of a Concept he had painstakingly comprehended—Sword, Space, Flame, and Lightning.
Max could feel the raw truth of each branch, their energy entwined with his own, their resonance too vivid to be an illusion.
But that was exactly what disturbed him—Concepts weren’t supposed to take form. They weren’t things you could see or touch or track like cores or bloodlines.
Concepts were abstract—mental frameworks, spiritual understandings, insights etched into the soul through experience and enlightenment. They were intangible reflections of one’s grasp over the Laws, never something that manifested in physical form.
And yet... here they were, sprouting out of a living seed like branches of a tree, each one visibly linked to a specific Concept he had honed.
The image was surreal, sacred even—but also utterly confusing. How could something so immaterial become so real?
His mind raced to find a possible explanation. And then a memory stirred—the physique ability. That strange, cryptic ability he had awakened earlier during his brief communion with the chaos energy in the Primal Hall. He hadn’t understood it at the time, hadn’t even had the chance to explore it properly. But now...
"Is this the Chaos Tree?" Max whispered, realization slowly dawning. "The ability I got from my physique just now...?"