Primordial World.
More than two hundred years had passed since Buzhou Mountain was blown apart.
After unceasing patchwork and repairs from every direction.
At present, although the places Aiguer had blown apart had still not been fully restored.
At the very least, the major problems had already been resolved.
And as participants in mending the sky and various important events, those involved in the related relief projects had naturally and smoothly received some rewards from the Heavenly Dao—merit.
It was like earning a bit of extra cash!
After all, that was how the Primordial World was set up.
As long as one had enough merit, breaking through realms here was as easy as drinking water, while picking up Natural Treasures was like cutting grass—neither was a dream.
Moreover, with merit protecting one, it was like carrying an immunity medal.
Even when others wished to kill you.
They would still have to hesitate a little!
Afraid that some retribution might befall them.
Thus, although that portion of merit had to be divided among everyone, no one thought it was too little. They still drank it in like sweet dew...
As for the clash between the Heavenly Dao and the Informationized Electronic Heavenly Dao, it was still ongoing.
What it had been like back then was more or less what it remained like now.
It felt very much as though time had frozen.
The air was thick with deadlock...
The insignificant onlookers could only say that they could not understand it.
As for getting close?
They dared not approach, nor could they.
And the conflict between those two had brought about some other problems.
For example, terrifying tremors that shook the earth and mountains would occasionally come from there.
Leaving no one in doubt that catastrophe could strike at any moment...
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