Over the long years, their dimension had long since developed a complete mechanism of plunder. Even the two of them were not the main force, merely an advance scouting team.
If not for the fact that this ritual was far more than a simple ritual—its purpose was to activate certain laws inherent to dimensional spacetime itself and flush them out—they would never have exposed themselves at this moment.
They would have remained dormant, gathering all kinds of data, especially data concerning dimensional compatibility, until the arrival of the combat forces.
Gray Calamity was a disaster, but it was also an opportunity.
Without Gray Calamity, the strongest being their dimension had ever produced would have been no more than Yuanshi.
But now, they had embarked upon another, special path of cultivation, one that had long since transcended the original framework.
"Progenitor? Dao Transformation?!"
"If you say so!"
At those words, a flicker of strangeness crossed Blood Saint's face, before it returned to normal.
He did not correct the other party's mistaken assumption.
If Zhao Cheng really were merely Yuanshi, why would he be walking on thin ice now?!
Still, it was perfectly normal for them to hold such a mistaken understanding—one leaf before the eyes, and Mount Tai was lost from sight.
If he had not personally witnessed Zhao Cheng crush a Dao Lord's dog head in his hand, he probably could never have imagined that Zhao Cheng was something on the same level as that hollow void—or at least close to that level.
After all, the powerful beings around them were generally only Eternal, with the stronger ones merely beyond Eternal. Who could have imagined that one would suddenly leap out from among them, something one—or even several—major realms above the current version?!
This was no longer startling. It was