Departure

The newborn Prehistoric World was boundless and without shore.

Zhang Hao's consciousness slowly awakened within the core of the Prehistoric World's Heavenly Dao.

Infinite information, infinite Dao laws, infinite existences surged into his perception like a tide.

He "saw" the Stars revolving, heard the prayers of all living beings, sensed karma tangling together, and came to understand the birth and death of reincarnation. The entire Prehistoric World, everything within it, was all in his "eyes."

"You're awake." A voice sounded from within "him."

It was Di Hong.

Or rather, it was Zhang Hao's other half.

That voice was calm as an ancient well:

"You should know what happened during this time."

Zhang Hao did not answer.

He already understood.

In the instant he awakened, all memories, all karma, all the "whys" had connected and run through as one.

Di Hong was him, and he was Di Hong.

One was an observer who walked the Myriad Worlds and merged with the Great Dao.

One was an interpreter rooted in the Prehistoric World, evolving all that existed.

Only when the two became one would he be complete.

"I found it." Di Hong's voice carried a ripple so faint it was almost impossible to detect. "The road home."

That word sent ripples through Zhang Hao's heart.

Beyond infinite chaos, above infinite possibilities, there was a slender yet incomparably tenacious "thread," connecting to a certain origin point.

That was where he had come from, his homeland, the beginning of everything.

"The current Prehistoric World is already complete."

Di Hong continued.

"The entire chaos has become the Prehistoric World, endless and inexhaustible, without beginning or end. It no longer needs anyone to open it up, no longer needs anyone to protect it."

Zhang Hao sensed this brand-new Prehistoric World.

Indeed, it was utterly different from