The Great Dao is Barren, I'll Do It Myself!

The Great Dao Wouldn't Conceive, So I'll Do It Myself!...

In the chaos, another completely different scene was unfolding.

Several thousand streaks of flowing light had already scattered into every corner.

The Karma System was the first to find its target.

A dark-purple giant cocoon hovered in a crevice amid the Chaos Turbulence, its size smaller than Zhou Ming's by no one knew how many times.

The Karma System circled the giant cocoon once, then released a wisp of Divine Sense and probed inside.

The next moment, it stopped.

"This..."

Inside the giant cocoon, an illusory figure sat cross-legged. The laws flowing around its body were extremely faint, almost no different from an embryo that had only just condensed into a rudimentary shape.

The Karma System's purple light flickered a few times, carrying a trace of confusion.

"Why is it so weak?"

According to its estimate, the Demon Gods nurtured by this chaos should, even at their weakest, have the foundation of a Daluo Golden Immortal of the Origin.

But the one before its eyes did not even count as a Golden Immortal.

Its origin aura was pitifully thin, and its Great Dao foundation was even more empty and hollow. There was only a seed of the Law of Fate buried deep in the very core of its Primordial Spirit.

"Could it be that the time spent nurturing it was still too short?"

The Karma System did not dwell on it for too long.

Weakness, on the contrary, was even better.

The weaker it was, the easier possession would be.

It reined in all its rule fluctuations and transformed into an extremely fine purple thread, silently drilling into the giant cocoon.

Almost at the same time, similar scenes were playing out again and again throughout the chaos.

The Punch-in System