An infinitely distant yet seemingly close purple-gold Primordial Chaos Dao Fruit appeared before Luo Qing.
At that moment, Luo Qing seemed to have fallen into the River of Time.
Time, space... everything had lost its meaning.
A powerful, awe-inspiring aura pressed against Luo Qing's divine sense.
Only the eyes imbued with the power of the Eye of the Great Dao could still turn with difficulty, staring at the purple-gold Dao Fruit that could be seen but never reached.
The Dao Fruit floated at the end of time and space, as though it were the origin of all things, time and space, and everything in the world.
The Primordial Chaos Dao Fruit condensed from Ancestor God Pangu's Great Dao of Strength.
Seeing this Pangu Dao Fruit again, Luo Qing still felt like an ant before it, unable to look up.
Back then, Luo Qing had only been at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm when he first saw this Primordial Dao Fruit.
Although he had sensed its might, he had ultimately been in a state of being crushed beneath it.
Whether Primordial Chaos or Primordial Violet, neither had meant anything different to Luo Qing at the time.
Naturally, he had been unable to recognize the true extraordinariness of this Primordial Dao Fruit of the Great Dao of Strength.
Although the one who had come here this time was only a clone of Luo Qing,
with Luo Qing's peak Hunyuan cultivation and the support of the Heavenly Dao, this clone was absolutely no weaker than an ordinary Primordial Chaos Saint.
Under these circumstances, Luo Qing's clone, as powerful as a Primordial Chaos Saint,
was actually nailed in place after looking at the Primordial Dao Fruit, unable to move at all. Only his eyes could still turn.
The disparity was simply absurd.
Luo