The Primordial World had existed for only a million years, yet in many places the abundant Innate Spiritual Qi had already liquefied into water. Wherever spiritual energy was plentiful, clouds of mist formed, composed entirely of condensed qi.
Countless spiritual roots and plants covered the Primordial World. But the Essence of Grass and Wood was born with weak souls, and awakening Spiritual Intelligence required tremendous fortune. This was especially true of naturally powerful Innate Spiritual Roots, which could scarcely ever take human form. Yet once they awakened Spiritual Intelligence, their natural affinity for nature, their ability to merge with it, and their talent for absorbing and storing spiritual energy made them almost unrivaled among the other beings of the Primordial World. Thus, spiritual roots and plants were everywhere, and they often became food for other creatures.
This, too, was the result of the world's evolution.
The Primordial World was filled with treasures; innate medicinal herbs and spiritual roots could be found everywhere. As Hongjun traveled on clouds, he took in the myriad sights of the Primordial World and contemplated the wonders of creation. Whenever he encountered rare spiritual roots or immortal herbs, he collected them along the way.
If only there were less slaughter in the Primordial World, it would truly be a wondrous sight.
Looking at the valley before him, Hongjun couldn't help but sigh. It was another blessed abode for immortals. Clouds and mist billowed through the valley, white fog filling the air like a dream. The essences of the sun and moon had gathered there, auspicious qi surged, and rays of rosy light shone in every direction. Waves of brilliance filled the valley, making it seem like an immortal realm!
Hongjun stepped inside. A natural formation blocked his way, but divine light flickered in his eyes, and