A Worldview Shattered Again and Again

"This is the Primordial Wilderness?!" Dugu Baitian stood in the Primordial Hall, looking around in undisguised shock.

The Chaos Spiritual Qi in the air was so dense it had almost become mist. Every wisp carried the profound essence of the Great Dao. He could clearly sense that if he cultivated here in peace for a year, he could break through his bottleneck and touch the threshold of the Defying Heaven tier.

Beside him, the Demon Lord appeared as calm as ever. Only he knew how violently his heart was churning.

Chaos Spiritual Qi this dense and gentle, a foundation in the Great Dao this deep—such things were beyond imagination in the Tomb of Gods World.

"Please, have a seat." Xuanxiao smiled faintly at their stunned expressions and waved a hand. Two simple meditation cushions appeared out of thin air and settled before them, radiating a faint aura of the Dao.

The Demon Lord and Dugu Baitian exchanged a glance. Each saw the other's shock and caution. They bowed in thanks, then slowly sat down.

Xuanxiao did not speak at once. He merely raised a hand, and several lustrous, iridescent spirit fruits flew in from outside the Primordial Hall, coming to rest before everyone present. Their rich fragrance cleared the mind, and a single breath of it seemed to loosen the barriers around one's cultivation.

Houtu recognized the fruits immediately. Delight lit up her face, and she exclaimed, "Second Uncle, they're Great Dao Fruits! They've ripened again!" Before she had even finished speaking, she cast aside all concern for a Sage's dignity, grabbed a fruit, and stuffed it into her mouth. Satisfaction filled her eyes.

"Still as impatient as ever." Xuanxiao gave her a mock glare, though affection filled his voice. "You and your Ancestral Witch brothers have nearly stripped the