It was not only the Human Realm. Similar legends of the Nine Heavens Profound Lady had existed in many great worlds. But this was indeed the first time Qin Wang had heard that she came from the Primordial Great World. At the very least, he had never heard of such a secret before.
"But I find it strange. Since when could people from the Primordial Great World wander the Myriad Worlds so casually?" A chill flickered in Qin Wang's eyes. He did not wholly believe the words of the Snow Mistress, who called herself the Nine Heavens Profound Lady.
After all, when he had been in that world before, Qin Wang had heard people from the Immortal Dao World Alliance mention the Primordial Great World. They had made it very clear then that cultivators from the Primordial Great World could hardly descend before an Immeasurable Calamity.
Yet over the past several million, even tens of millions, of years, no Immeasurable Calamity had ever arisen. This meant that cultivators of the Primordial Great World had almost no possibility of descending to the lower realms during this period.
There was neither sun nor moon in the Chaos Land, while turbid currents churned like boiling soup. The Snow Mistress stood barefoot atop the shattered skeleton of a Golden Immortal Realm cultivator. Her black robe snapped in the wind, and the gray mist coiling around her fingertips slowly devoured the surrounding Chaos Qi.
As she lowered the black hood over her head, a snowy stream of light broke through the turbid waves behind her. Sanskrit chants inexplicably echoed around her, while phantasmal golden lotuses bloomed from the void.
"That was because I reincarnated and was born in the lower realm myself. The Sage never said that one could not descend in such a way."