Ye Wudao looked at their shocked expressions, fell silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head.
"Sort of, but not exactly."
All fourteen Primordial Gods and Devils were stunned by those words.
Sort of, but not exactly?
What did that mean?
Taotie scratched his head and asked in a muffled voice, "Wudao, what do you mean by that? What does 'sort of, but not exactly' mean?"
Ye Wudao did not answer right away.
He was choosing his words carefully.
Some things could not be spoken of.
He had never told even Qi Yunting about the system.
At present, only two people knew this secret.
One was Yuan Yi within the Statue of the Ancestor in the Land of Extreme Wu, and the other was Ancestor Fuxi, whose lifespan had already run dry and who had passed away in meditation.
Yuan Yi was outside the Trial Grounds and could not possibly appear in the Primordial World.
Fuxi was already dead.
In other words, Ye Wudao was now the only person in this world who knew of the system's existence.
He had no intention of telling anyone this secret.
It was not that he did not trust Taotie and the others. The matter simply had far-reaching implications.
Behind the system lay the Trial Grounds, the Founder, and that enormous conspiracy shrouding the entire world.
The fewer people who knew of these things, the better.
Taotie and the others might be his friends, but there were still some things they were better off not knowing.
Knowing too much would instead bring them calamity and death.
Ye Wudao took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts, and slowly spoke.
"My Origin Realm is not yet complete."
"In terms of energy, I have indeed touched the threshold of the Origin Great Dao. Both my physical