There were unknown dangers and Chaos God-Demons deep within the Chaos. Luo Qing had anticipated this long ago.
Back then, when three Chaos God-Demons attacked the Primordial World, Luo Qing had only managed to capture one of them.
With the Primordial World as bait, it was hard to say whether the other two Chaos God-Demons would seek out reinforcements and invade the Primordial World again.
However, these Chaos God-Demons, who had no concept of time, probably could not imagine how quickly the Primordial World had developed.
With more than a dozen Primordial Chaos Saints in the Primordial World now, along with their considerably deeper understanding of the Dao and techniques, their strength was at least four or five times greater than before.
Unless a peak Hunyuan Chaos God-Demon appeared, the Primordial World would definitely remain safe.
Luo Qing temporarily stored the dangers of the Chaos in his heart, reined in his gaze, and focused all his attention on the Primordial Era Universe.
He explored toward the most primal, deepest, and unknown reaches of the Primordial World.
A vast and majestic mountain, several times taller than Hua Tian Peak, stood silently in the endless, secluded depths of the unknown Primordial Wilderness.
This place was utterly silent, devoid of spiritual energy and life force, with no trace of life anywhere.
Only storm-like spatial fragments continued to wreak havoc.
The terror of this place was such that even a Grand Luo Golden Immortal would be stripped of flesh and bone and reduced to threads of blood the instant they fell in.
At some unknown moment, an inexplicable aura was suddenly awakened.
The mountain, which had remained unmoved amid the spatial storm, as steady as Buzhou Mountain, suddenly began to tremble.
With one shake of the mountain, the spatial storm within hundreds of thousands