He slowly rose, feeling the Heavenly Dao Fruit within him—tempered through a hundred lifetimes, settled to an unimaginable depth—and the eagerness and intimacy coming from the Chaos Bell and the God-Beating Whip.
At this moment, although his realm was still the peak of Great Luo, his true battle strength, his control over the Great Dao, and his use of power had long since undergone a qualitative transformation.
He had a feeling that even against a true quasi-sage, he would have the strength to fight—perhaps even to fight and win.
"It's time," Zhou Qing murmured.
The accumulation from more than a dozen yuanhui of reincarnation had brought him to the limit of his current stage. To go one step further, he needed an opportunity, and he also needed more "resources."
He once again threw himself into the construction and exploration inside and outside the Chaos Bead. This time, he no longer merely guided civilization, but devoted more of his energy to collecting scattered fragments of the Prehistoric World.
He ventured deep into those even more dangerous, even more distant regions of chaos.
Relying on the resilient Dao Heart tempered through a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, his extreme sharpness toward danger, and the might of the Chaos Bell suppressing Space-Time and the God-Beating Whip destroying all laws, he brought back fragments of the Prehistoric World of various sizes again and again. Among them were even several pieces of wreckage containing precious innate Dao patterns, which were of great benefit to the world's restoration.
However, just as he had dragged back from the depths of chaos a fragment the size of a small star and joined forces with everyone in the Creation Department to refine it, merging it into the edge of the world, a sudden change erupted!
Deep within that fragment, an