Lin Xuan slowly walked over. He stared toward the direction Old Daoist Hongjun had fled, then gave a disdainful smile and said, "You sure ran fast."
If he had been even a little slower, Lin Xuan would have completely imprisoned Old Daoist Hongjun's primordial spirit inside the Chaos Bead.
Then, Lin Xuan searched the area, but did not find any trace of Old Daoist Hongjun.
He guessed that the fellow had fled deep into the chaos to hide.
Lin Xuan did not pursue the matter any further. After all, as the saying went, one should not chase a desperate enemy.
Afterward.
Lin Xuan slowly descended from the chaotic void.
After that earth-shaking battle, the Primordial World's space had shattered. Vast amounts of Chaos Qi poured inside, eroding the Primordial World's spiritual energy. Many living races faced annihilation and were migrating in panic.
Looking at the shattered Primordial World, Lin Xuan could not bear it.
Lin Xuan gently raised both hands. A Chaos Green Lotus, blooming with thirty-six azure lotus leaves, appeared around him.
Then, Lin Xuan began reciting the Great Dao scriptures.
Countless scriptures containing profound Dao rhythms surged into the Chaos Green Lotus, causing it to emit rings of white ripples that illuminated the entire Primordial World.
Countless shattered and decayed spaces in the Primordial World began repairing themselves under the radiance of the rings of white light.
Many injured Primordial World lifeforms, even those on the verge of death, rapidly recovered under the illumination of the white light.
The Primordial World kept no count of years, and time drifted by.
Lin Xuan sat cross-legged atop a seven-colored auspicious cloud. No one knew how much time had passed before he slowly opened his eyes.
By then, he could already sense that the shattered spaces in the Primordial World and