The mediocrity of his previous life, the fear and unease when he first entered the Vast Continent, the surprise and suspicion upon obtaining the Myriad Heavens Mirror, the joy of first grasping the spiritual power of Guoshu in Dragon Snake, the confusion, slaughter, and loss in the Great Ming Jianghu...
In just four short words, Gu Shaoshang's thoughts turned billions upon billions of times.
In the end, his state of mind returned to calm, like the vast Sea of Stars, without the slightest ripple.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The Vast Will descended. The myriad Daos returned to their places, while primordial energy surged in like a tide and poured into human territory.
Every breakthrough by an Innate Divine Saint was a great fortune for the races dwelling in that land.
It was enough to give rise to tens of millions of formidable martial artists. Given sufficient opportunity, even achieving the Divine Demon realm was not impossible.
Rustle, rustle~
The wind carried by the primordial energy Dao swept past.
Amid the fluttering of his robes, Gu Shaoshang raised his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the void.
Above the boundless Chaos Sea, there were no waves, not even the slightest ripple. It was eternally dim and desolate, without a trace of light.
Somewhat unexpectedly, "Origin" had not made a move. It was unclear whether it knew that nothing could be done, or whether it had been held up by something else.
Yet the fleeting trace of killing intent above Chaos Heaven made him raise an eyebrow.
"Is it wary of the Vast Continent, or is there some other reason?... Could that trace of killing intent be the Demon Emperor's?"
The thought flashed through Gu Shaoshang's mind, and he did not dwell on it.
The Divine Saints of the Divine Desolate Dynasty had