Repairing the Immortal Palace, Then Devouring It?

Facing Seashell's speculation, Old Cat's eyes lit up as he added, "Besides, the Immortal Palace's phasing ability looks extremely similar to the Life Tree's phasing ability."

"The Life Tree was most likely created by that unknown civilization too. It just happened to end up in Lu Yuan's hands... You were already its rightful heir!"

Lu Yuan was utterly stunned, practically dumbfounded. "So by that logic, Yao was just scraps? How powerful must that civilization have been?"

The creator of Domination—that planet-level Yao—had already been unimaginably powerful, yet it had not even been the strongest myth of its era!

Faced with this conjecture, he no longer knew what to say.

Humanity was like a bunch of tiny nobodies.

His heart surged, spawning countless associations...

"Old Lu, you're wrong."

"Being good at fighting isn't all that remarkable..." Old Cat said earnestly. "Pangu Continent is simply too vast. There's no way you could blow up the world with one punch."

"So functional myths might instead become the most influential existences."

"Maybe the Heavenly Court Myth had plenty of enforcers too. You don't think that civilization couldn't create a second myth, do you?"

Lu Yuan nodded in agreement. "That is indeed possible. I just don't know whether the Four Great Calamities—Yao, Demons, Guai, and Monsters—came from the same era... If they did, that era was far too insane."

Pangu Continent ran deeper than he had imagined...

The deeper they dug, the crazier this world seemed.

Lu Yuan enlarged the Immortal Palace and beckoned Seashell and Old Cat over to sit beside the white jade round table.

He himself sat in the largest chair in the Immortal Palace. It was not a dragon throne—dragons were merely ordinary phenomena and had no right to be carved here. Instead, it was a cloud-shaped chair, with an enormous