Sect Master Minghe looked around in a daze.
He observed the Chaos and the figure that had appeared before him at some unknown time, then abruptly bowed his head in worship. "Disciple Minghe greets Master!"
"Mm. Today, you sensed the opportunity to break through to Primordial Grand Unity, did you not?"
The black-robed figure stood with its back to Minghe.
Its voice revealed neither joy nor anger.
"This disciple is dull-witted. Master bestowed great Divine Ability methods upon me, and I spent a full thirty-two Yuan Hui in enlightenment before finally comprehending the meaning of the Primordial Slaughter Great Dao today and condensing my own Dao!"
Sect Master Minghe was incomparably respectful.
He was sincerely paying respects to this mysterious black-robed person.
Although the environment in which he underwent closed-door cultivation was the dojo he had built, its true core lay in accelerating the passage of time.
If not for sufficient time,
he simply could not have become a Saint, even with an opportunity in hand.
Even if he copied the answers directly, he still would not have understood them.
Only with enough time, after his comprehension of the Great Dao had accumulated to a certain stage, could he break through and become a Saint.
Today, he had sensed that he was about to become a Saint and had intended to attain the Dao.
Yet he had not expected his master to transport him into the depths of Chaos. He had no idea why...
"Within the Primordial Wilderness, the Heavenly Dao Saints are watching me, and I need you to do something for me."
The black-robed person spoke expressionlessly, but Sect Master Minghe's expression became grave.
The Heavenly Dao Saints were watching Master?
Master must have meant the matter of the Saints gathering together at Zixiao Palace before vanishing, right?