Nüwa urged Zhunti with a hint of menace:
"Why haven't you answered yet? Otherwise, we'll toss you into the Baleful Aura and give you a good scrub."
"Don't, don't, don't!" Zhunti hurriedly waved his hands. The smile on his face carried a trace of ingratiation and panic, but he quickly turned serious.
"Here's what happened. You both know that the West is barren, all because of that earth-shattering explosion by Demon Ancestor Luo Hou back then.
"After that, not only were the spirit veins shattered, but the West's space was also left unstable.
"Spatial rifts occasionally appeared. Still, as long as they were repaired in time, they were nothing serious."
At this point, Zhunti's expression gradually grew solemn.
"My senior brother and I reside at the ancestral vein of Mount Sumeru, constantly keeping watch over the situation in the West.
"Whenever a spatial rift appears, we immediately rush over to prevent it from expanding further."
"Zhunti." Bei Ming stared at him and warned, "The Fierce Beast is about to arrive. Get to the point."
"Don't rush, Fellow Daoist Beiming." Zhunti forced a smile, trying to ease the tension.
"We're almost there. It happened six thousand years ago.
"At the time, I sensed that another spatial rift had appeared somewhere on the Western Continent, so I immediately set out to inspect it.
"Ordinary spatial rifts only leaked a small amount of Chaos Turbulence. Beyond that, there were usually no other major problems.
"After arriving, I intended to use the Azure Lotus Treasure Color Flag to assist in repairing it."
Zhunti paused slightly, his tone carrying a trace of guilt.
"But then I noticed that behind this spatial rift... there seemed to be something.
"Among the Cultivators of the Primordial Wilderness, quite a few had attempted to comprehend spatial laws. Because their