Xu Zhi set down his pen, utterly calm.
He sat at the edge of the void as though looking over his own pond, sipping tea as he watched below.
This time, he would not intervene.
Nor did he possess enough knowledge to do so.
"This is a mysterious, unknown path. I cannot see through it at all. In a sense, I came from the future, having traveled here from more than fourteen billion years later.
"Yet even with the mature knowledge systems of later generations, I cannot use them. Like the first natives in these weak heavens and earths, I can only stumble forward alone, feeling my way through everything in confusion."
Even he did not know how this should develop! Even if he wanted to teach them, he had no knowledge he could impart. The cultivation techniques and bloodlines he practiced were completely ineffective in this era.
His supercomputing power could not deduce everything.
Because computational deduction was built upon existing data and knowledge. Now, even the most basic data was incomplete; the laws of heaven and earth had yet to coalesce. How could one deduce anything within this primordial chaos? Everything was immortal.
The first living being had also gained a name: Yi Mang.
As an ordinary mortal, he was the first intelligent lifeform in this world. He possessed no cultivation, yet he had somehow lived to the present day, ten thousand years later.
Over those ten thousand years, civilization had lived a full life. As soil-based lifeforms resembling elements, the original primordial demon gods only needed to absorb and exhale the universe's energy to survive.
This world was savage and dangerous, filled everywhere with chaotic currents.
But in the beginning, when they had been born into this world, they had not felt anything unusual, as though everything