He watched the blazing Primordial Spirit fire like this, his eyes as indifferent as ever.
Xuan...
Xuan had appeared in the Xuan Domain yesterday.
The lingering aura on this God Forging Human Race cultivator did not seem to indicate that He had discovered anything. It was merely a chance encounter.
As for why He wanted to meet such a weak Human Race cultivator...
Xuan had always liked doing meaningless things.
"With this person..."
With this person using death to forge a path ahead, with their abilities, attaining Nurturing Self should not be a problem.
If Nurturing Self could be achieved, it meant the realms beyond it also held hope.
Void Derivation, Dao Integration, Profound Penetration, Truth Insight...
They had already reached an unprecedented height in the Embryonic Breath realm. Beyond Truth Insight, beyond that chasm almost impossible to cross—could they also create a miracle?
In any case, he was still worth investing in.
At worst, it was only an attempt.
Before long, the pale golden Primordial Spirit fire that had scattered the dark clouds was no longer confined to the vicinity of the tower. It grew ever more fervent, stretching for miles and making heaven and earth seem like broad daylight.
Specks of faint light drifted amid the blazing Primordial Spirit fire, yet no one noticed them.
Not even Heaven, hidden beyond the canopy of the sky and watching the situation in the Eastern Wasteland Region, sensed the slightest thing.
Late at night.
The Primordial Spirit fire that had filled the sky and stretched for miles only moments ago had already vanished.
The area for miles around was warm and balmy; even the night breeze carried not the slightest chill.
Other than a few young children too innocent to understand the world, who had already fallen asleep, the