Daoist Shichen's Chaos

In a hidden stretch of spacetime within the Primordial Star Sea, everything seemed to be nothingness; even time itself appeared to have come to a standstill.

If Li Xinghe had been here, he would have been utterly shocked, because this was actually a river composed of time fragments.

Among the Myriad Worlds, other than Daoist Shichen, who else could control such things?

At the heart of this void, an illusory figure sat cross-legged. Who else could it be but Daoist Shichen?

Yet compared to before, he was even more terrifying now. Over a thousand Great Dao Rules rose and fell around him.

"I have finally reached the Primordial Supreme Realm. I, Shichen, shall once again reign over the Primordial World."

To the upper echelons of the Primordial World, Great Dao Realm experts could only be considered ordinary. Only upon reaching the Primordial Supreme Realm could one be said to have truly entered its ranks.

Moreover, after becoming a Primordial Supreme, one gained many more means of preserving one's life.

"I wonder how that brat Li Xinghe is doing now." Daoist Shichen opened his eyes and began plucking fragments from the river of time.

Although Li Xinghe was proficient in Destiny and possessed a Primordial Supreme Treasure for protection, no one could divine his whereabouts.

However, Daoist Shichen could still infer some things from the major events that had recently occurred in the Primordial World.

"Such a huge event happened in the Endless Yao Domain? Could it be the Demon God Tower?"

Back when Daoist Shichen had roamed the Primordial World, there had been very few people capable of making him wary. The Pangu Clan Ancestor was one, and the First Generation Demon God was another.

Now that both men were dead, the only ones he needed to fear were their