Bai Yujun discovered that the distinction between day and night in this world was not very clear.
Perhaps there were too many celestial bodies providing light, creating this unique environment. Day and night differed from those of the Immortal Realm, and even the plants grew differently. It was an interesting place.
Once the Chaos God-Demons outside that weak point in the firmament had been cleared away, with no more threats or obstacles, many dragons immediately went out to absorb chaos energy. This was why they could possess such formidable cultivation while staying in a Small World. Otherwise, a Small World simply could not sustain twenty-six dragons.
They did not leave in a hurry. The old folks said they needed to pack their things.
Then Bai Yujun watched men, women, old people, and children pack up animal hides and beast bones. Even the stone beds carved from rock were taken away...
The young dragons did not care, and they were filled with curiosity about the primordial wilderness.
The young adult and middle-aged dragons took every scrap of junk they owned. In any case, they each carried a Spatial Secret Realm. Every collectible from their nests was stuffed inside—stones, bones, and whatever else there was. This primitive Small World had few spirit fruits or similar treasures, and whatever it did have had already been eaten by these dragons. There were not many Metal Materials in sight either; they had probably been used for grinding teeth.
The world was ancient and primitive, which only made the General Store Pavilion stand out like a crane among chickens.
Its exquisite carvings and paintings were practically the pinnacle of art.
Several young dragons climbed over the pavilion, tugging at windows and prying up roof tiles. They dug out decorative pearls, stuffed them into their mouths, and