Infinite Primal Chaos Origin Space, in a hidden corner.
"Ha ha, Chi Yu, my brother, you've broken through the shackles?"
Nine-Headed Serpent sent a mental message. The bizarre crimson serpent revealed a delighted expression.
Though they shared the same bloodline, the number of Low-Level Primal Chaos Origin Lifeforms was absurdly vast. Only those who reached the level of High Primal Chaos Origin Lifeforms were regarded by it as brothers.
"Yes, Big Brother. I've just broken through the shackles, but I'm imprisoned within a world and can't break free. I need Big Brother's rescue."
Nine-Headed Serpent sent mentally, "The High Primal Chaos Origin experts under the Cultivator Lords, perhaps even World-level experts, should have received the news as well. They'll probably rush over at the fastest speed."
"That region of yours is territory controlled by cultivators." The bizarre crimson serpent was troubled.
Other regions would have been fine, but territory controlled by cultivators was rather troublesome.
Once it entered territory controlled by cultivators, let alone a High Primal Chaos Origin Lifeform like itself, even World-level Primal Chaos Origin Lifeforms might fall into the hands of the cultivators' Primal Chaos Origin experts.
At that point—
At best, they would be completely killed, their corpses dismantled by experts of the Cultivator Faction as cultivation materials. At worst, they would be detained and imprisoned, serving as Prisoners through endless ages.
Even if the Primal Chaos Origin Progenitor personally acted, it probably still might not be able to retrieve those Prisoners.
Though the bizarre crimson serpent was unwilling to admit it, the truth was that their Primal Chaos Origin Progenitor was indeed no match for the Primal Chaos Origin Lords of the cultivator lineage in a one-on-one fight.
"Big Brother, please save me."
Nine-Headed Serpent spoke urgently. It also knew that truly terrifying Primal Chaos