Comprehending Creation Through the Primordial Fate Stone

The four most elite prodigies had set foot upon the Primordial Road of Illusion and Extinction, where danger lurked at every step, to fight over the Primordial Fate Stone. Layer upon layer of Dao realms descended upon them, making it impossible for them to move even an inch.

At that moment, a youth whose entire style was utterly different from theirs drifted lightly before them. He encountered no resistance whatsoever, even smiling as he patted Chen Qiuran on the shoulder and said something about how the old brother had worked hard, and that he would take it from here.

Chen Qiuran was full of question marks.

Who the hell are you, brother? We don't even know each other!!

Who the fuck said they were handing the Primordial Fate Stone over to you?

"Damn it, who exactly is this person? Why isn't he affected by the primordial power?" Nine Lives Prince stared at An Bulang and Chen Qiuran, his face filled with shock and confusion.

The corner of Chen Qiuran's mouth twitched slightly. "I don't know either."

"To act so boldly, he cannot be some nobody." The Thunder Phoenix Goddess's crystalline hair crackled with lightning. Within her lustrous, slender figure, phoenix phantoms seemed to swim through her eyes, as though she wanted to see through An Bulang.

"Who exactly are you?" Ling Tian Holy Son was even more direct. His sharp, majestic eyes fixed on An Bulang as a distinctive Flying Immortal aura that seemed to stand above the nine heavens descended upon the youth, attempting to pressure him.

Unfortunately, An Bulang remained completely unmoved. He had not been raised to be frightened.

His father and mother were always finding excuses to scare him. He had seen Immortal Emperor-level might before—what the hell was this Flying Immortal aura?

"Completely unaffected..." Ling