"I needed to wait for the right moment to digest the Fragment of Secret History..."
Gazing at the Seven Luminaries Heaven, now firmly established across the three realms, Zhong Shenxiu directly announced that he was entering seclusion.
During his previous retreats, he had mainly been stabilizing his condition and deducing immortal arts.
Now, it was time to explore the Three Thousand Worlds in earnest and seek out the Primordial Battlefield.
The "Three Thousand" in the Three Thousand Worlds was merely a general term.
At the very least, with his current True God status, the worlds Zhong Shenxiu could sense were almost like the planets in a universe—a truly astronomical number. With just a cursory sweep, he had already surpassed the One Origin's figure of 129,600.
Among them were many worlds that Zhong Shenxiu had wreaked havoc upon.
"Last time, when I sensed the Primordial Battlefield, I even rescued a transmigrator... This time, though, it seems I won't have such an opportunity..."
In a state both profound and mysterious, Zhong Shenxiu stood beyond the endless void of worlds. His thoughts expanded outward, reaching everywhere. Suddenly, his spirituality was stirred, and he felt a sudden premonition.
"Fate... and... a door?"
He sensed the pull of fate and took a slight step forward.
That single step seemed to cross an infinite distance, traversing worlds as numerous as the Ganges, until he arrived in a nameless spacetime.
Ahead, a Door of Fate emerged, representing the joint invitation of Time Ouroboros and Lord of the Door.
"As expected... I've been in the club for so long, and I've stabilized my condition and secured my rear. It's finally time to get involved in the various affairs between True Gods..."
Zhong Shenxiu smiled lightly, showing a trace of anticipation as he entered the doorway.
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