Within one of those black voids floating in the Chaos sky existed an endless emptiness. Yet this vacuum wasn't completely barren - in its upper half drifted the Immortal Realm, that majestic cosmos spanning tens of thousands of galaxies arranged in precise concentric rings, rotating about some unseen axis. At the heart of this colossal world lay another void, fundamentally different. Here, cosmic laws pulsed with rhythmic certainty, governing countless mortal realms in their eternal cycles of creation and dissolution.
The lower half of this void hosted a spectacular cosmic display. Here, the fundamental laws of existence clashed in an unending chaotic storm, cosmic forces colliding like tidal waves in a hurricane. Principles intertwined and repelled, reconciled and conflicted, enacting the very struggle of being itself.
Then, in one fateful moment of this primordial conflict, the impossible occurred. All warring laws converged upon a single point, triggering an explosion that hurled dozens of fiery spheres in all directions - cosmic embryos, each carrying the seed of a new world.
One such sphere began its long journey through the void. Unaware it carried a world's genesis within, it cooled gradually over two million years, transforming from molten mass to habitable realm. Its crust solidified, oceans condensed from vapor, and landmasses emerged from colliding cosmic plates. Then one day, the first signs of life appeared - simple plants spreading across the newborn world like its first breaths.
Amid this cosmic tranquility, as the new world's features took shape, the unexpected occurred. Without warning, a rift tore through reality's fabric - a whirlpool of nothingness that briefly yawned open. Though lasting mere moments, its appearance obliterated everything within hundreds of kilometers before vanishing, leaving behind only a single indestructible object.
This anomaly gradually assumed human form - recognizable features, then distinct facial details, finally revealing long silver hair flowing like liquid moonlight. Yes, this was Luo Yan. He stood motionless, surveying the nascent world with eyes brimming equally with wonder and curiosity.
"A newborn world..." Luo Yan whispered, his voice dissolving in the thin air. "Perhaps this is destiny's gift - to begin anew in a world untouched by civilizations."
He began walking slowly, each step leaving faint impressions in the soft soil. As he explored cautiously, the world's first sun rose strangely purple on the horizon, its warm rays caressing the virgin land.
Luo Yan studied every detail - the sprouting grasses, the crawling insects. This wasn't his first witnessing of creation's mechanics. He'd observed this countless times before, understood not just mortal worlds' macroscopic structures but even the microscopic composition of every plant in the Immortal Realm - perhaps even Chaos itself.
By the water's edge, he observed insects crawling ashore to feed on nearby plants. Though no longer capable of foreseeing futures, he needed no such power to predict these creatures' destiny. As they adapted to land, their bodies would evolve with the oxygen-rich environment over millions of years. The world would gradually accumulate spiritual energy, allowing some to develop cultivation and evolve into beast races.
In tens of millions of years, advanced cultivation would emerge, eventually producing Immortals. One descendant of these humble insects might ascend to the Immortal Realm - but not before evolving into a noble species that would dominate this world, unaware their exalted lineage originated from these lowly crawlers. Luo Yan had witnessed this cycle repeat infinitely.
Finally, after three million years, a golden point of light blossomed in the sky, expanding into a cosmic gateway. Through it stepped a stern-faced man in ornate robes embroidered with strange symbols - an Immortal. Behind him followed five hundred mortal humans bearing the seeds of this world's first civilization.