This Child's Future Was Unknowable! Meeting the Twelve Ancestor Witches Again-How Laughable Qingyuan Was!
Saint Taiqing fell silent for a long time.
During that time, the atmosphere throughout Taiqing Palace froze.
Only then did he speak.
"Unknowable."
The three Saints fell silent together.
Unknowable.
That single word was the weightiest assessment a Saint could give.
For any existence, any path, any future in the Primordial Wilderness, a Saint's divination could reveal its general outline.
Only one kind was unknowable.
A path that had never appeared before.
A path that grew out of existence itself, beyond the scope of a Saint's divination.
Saint Taiqing finally said,
"Sooner or later, he will see it clearly himself. We need not hurry."
He paused.
"The direction he left in just now was toward the center."
Venerable Yuanshi and Sect Master Tongtian looked up at the same time.
Buzhou Mountain.
Pangu Temple!
Meanwhile, Qingyuan knew nothing of the Three Pure Ones' secret gathering.
His figure shuttled through the void, leaving the Kunlun Mountains and heading toward Buzhou Mountain in the east.
He moved extremely fast.
Every step crossed a star domain; every step passed through a stretch of chaos.
Those star domains swept beneath his feet like meteors plunging into the sea, stirring ring after ring of ripples of laws.
The chaos surged around him like the breathing of a colossal beast, inhaling and exhaling the primordial aura from before heaven and earth were opened.
He traveled for a long time.
Buzhou Mountain came into distant view.
Buzhou Mountain.
It had formed from Pangu's spine. It was the pillar of heaven and earth, the backbone of the Primordial Wilderness.
It towered in the east of the Primordial Wilderness, so broad its edges could not be seen, so tall it pierced the clouds. Its summit supported heaven, its foot stood upon the earth, and the entire mountain range radiated