"What Chaos truly...is..?" Baracus's words echoed in Hao Xuan's ears as he faced the dark 'matter' called chaos.
Usually, he would start by trying to actually touch the sparks of lightning that occasionally came out of the chaos, but this time he simply floated in front of it.
Only looking. He didn't move or try to touch anything, just observing.
The more Hao Xuan stared at it, the stronger the feeling became. The feeling that he was missing something, something important.
He knew it wasn't a physical object but an idea. This idea was like the key that would open the gate to comprehension and allow him to take his first steps towards the Dao of Chaos!
Pretty soon he became entranced with it, not even able to look away. It felt like he was being sucked into the chaos, body, and soul.