The Primordial Universe, Northern Border.
It was even more desolate here than the Western Wasteland or the Eastern Extremity.
The currents of Chaos were no longer violent. Instead, they lay in a near-solid deathly stillness. Divine Sense probing into them was like a clay ox sinking into the sea: an unseen force would slowly devour and assimilate it.
Zhou Ming and the other three had spent over a hundred years crossing this dead region.
"Was that fat Duobao's information even accurate?" Hongchu complained impatiently as he looked at the unchanging gray Chaos around them.
"Could anyone hide in this godforsaken place?"
He had asked no fewer than ten times already.
"Fellow Daoist Houtu commands the Earth-Element Great Dao and has fused it with the Law of Reincarnation. Concealment and defense are her strengths," Cangxuan said calmly.
"The more deathly a place like this is, the safer a hiding place it becomes for her."
"What worries me isn't whether the information is true," Taichu said slowly.
"What worries me is that Fellow Daoist Houtu may already be..."
He left the thought unfinished, but everyone understood.
She had been missing for hundreds of thousands of years without a word.
With the entire Primordial Universe hunting her, one person's strength could only go so far.
Zhou Ming said nothing. His Divine Sense reached into the deepest part of the still Chaos like an invisible thread, carefully distinguishing every faint fluctuation of Law.
"Found her."
He looked toward an expanse of Chaos ahead that seemed no different from its surroundings.
Hongchu, Cangxuan, and Taichu perked up and looked over together.
Zhou Ming raised his hand and pointed lightly at the void.
The Great Dao of Strength surged out without a sound.
A ripple passed through the space ahead. Then, as though a curtain had