Deep within Chaos, countless trillions of miles away from the Primordial Wilderness.
Zhou Ming, who was leading everyone at full speed toward the Primordial Wilderness, suddenly froze without warning and came to an abrupt stop where he was.
Behind him, the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Zhen Yuanzi, and the others following close behind also stopped one after another because of this sudden change.
"Brother, what is it?"
Houtu looked at Zhou Ming and spoke softly.
Zhou Ming did not answer. He merely hovered there quietly, gazing in the direction of the Primordial Wilderness, countless trillions of miles away.
There, all was deathly still. There was nothing.
Yet in that instant just now, he had sensed an aura.
An aura that shared the same root and origin as him at this moment, that likewise stood upon the threshold of the "Dao," and that had likewise reached the realm of a Hunyuan Grand Ultimate Golden Immortal.
That aura flashed and vanished, so quickly it seemed as if it had only been an illusion.
But Zhou Ming knew clearly that it was not an illusion.
"Brother, what exactly happened?" Zhurong had the most impatient temper. Seeing Zhou Ming look so grave, his heart lifted with worry as well.
Zhen Yuanzi, Tongtian, and the others also gathered around, every one of their faces carrying a question.
Zhou Ming withdrew his gaze from the distant direction. He turned and looked at the tense, concerned faces of everyone present.
He slowly spoke.
"I just sensed an aura."
"The owner of that aura has the same cultivation as me."
"Hunyuan Grand Ultimate Golden Immortal."
"What?!"
Zhurong cried out in shock.
"Hunyuan Grand Ultimate Golden Immortal? How is that possible!"
"Other than you, Brother, how could anyone in this world possibly break through to this realm so quickly?!"
Dijiang,