Chaos.
Within a certain Special Space.
A muddled old man opened his eyes!
"This is? The Primordial Realm?"
With lingering fear, he sensed the laughter of that Primordial Realm expert.
He recalled that terrifying blow from countless years ago.
It was precisely because of that strike that his origin had been damaged, forcing him into seclusion!
From then on, he divided the authority in his hands among the many Three Dao Servants and came to this secret space to meditate, regulate his breathing, and restore his origin.
Even now, whenever he thought of it, the old man's body could not help but tremble!
"Alas... Once, I was a dignified Great Dao, ruling countless major worlds of the Chaos Heavens. Yet now I can only hide here to avoid disaster and nurse my wounds. In the end, all beneath the Primordial Realm are ants!"
The old man sighed with endless emotion.
"Enough, enough. The priority now is to restore my origin as soon as possible, then go out and seek an opportunity for a breakthrough."
He then calmed his mind and closed his eyes once more.
As for the Chaos Heavens, he would temporarily leave them under the management of the Three Dao Servants.
Primordial World, East Sea Shore, Human Clan tribe.
Nüwa had been preaching for several thousand years.
"This preaching session is over. All clansmen, carefully digest and comprehend what you have learned."
"We thank the Holy Mother for the grace of her teachings!"
Nüwa smiled faintly and nodded. Then, she turned into specks of starlight and vanished from the East Sea Shore.
Floating Pagoda Island.
Chi Yu, who had returned from the Netherworld, came back to Azure Dust Palace.
He held his breath and focused his mind, digesting the insights he had gained this time.
"That