Yang Erlang

In a newly opened region of the Prehistoric World, atop a spirit-filled immortal mountain,

Yang Jian, the Six-Eared Macaque, Kong Xuan, and Golden Peng—the four fellow disciples—sat around a stone table.

A screen formed from the laws displayed scenes from within the Chaos Bead.

Some people had systems attached to them and could crush everyone in their path. Others had been reborn and pretended to be weak while waiting to strike. Countless Immortal Gods were also incarnated inside, training and accumulating Great Luo Dao Fruits.

"This Chaos Bead is a real mess," the Six-Eared Macaque said, scratching his ear as his eyes darted about.

Kong Xuan spoke unhurriedly. "There are plenty of opportunities, but also many tribulations. It's a good place to temper one's Dao Heart."

Golden Peng slapped the table. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go in and face some tribulations too. I've already reached the Primordial Realm, yet I still sit meditating on this mountain every day. My bones are getting rusty!"

All three turned to look at Yang Jian, who had remained silent.

Yang Jian set down his teacup and sighed.

Their Shizun, Cheng Xuan—the Primordial Great Dao Saint Venerable—had been released from the Prehistoric World Barrier by the Heavenly Dao and had been working on developing the newly opened region of the Prehistoric World ever since.

The four fellow disciples had gathered here to help after hearing the news.

"Shizun still needs our help."

"Senior Brother!"

The Six-Eared Macaque darted over and clung to Yang Jian's arm.

"Aren't you curious what it's like in there? Let's just go have a look. We'll be quick!"

The shaking gave Yang Jian a headache, and in the end he relented. "Fine, fine. I'll go test the waters first. If there's no real danger, you can go in