Primordial World, Primordial World.
The center of the world, the gathering place of the extraordinary.
The moment he entered, he felt an incomparably astonishing power of the extraordinary. Its density was simply beyond imagination. Even his Great Dao River could not help letting out a soft cry, becoming incomparably active.
More than twelve million innate Dao patterns began to shine at this moment, each gleaming with light.
It was not as though one could not stay outside, but compared to the Primordial World, which bore countless extraordinary beings, the gap was truly impossible to describe.
Even the feeling of improving one's realm had become much faster.
The power of the extraordinary was simply too abundant. For a cultivator's attainments, it was not only easier and simpler to absorb, but its energy nature was also gentler and more nourishing.
Such a difference was like drinking water oneself—only one's own mouth knew whether it was cold or warm.
The Dao itself had become clearer, while his sense for artifacts and inspiration had both improved enormously.
So this was the Primordial World?
Guardship was released as well. Coming here for the first time, its shock was no less than Li Su's—far greater, in fact.
Its entire hull could not stop itself from clanging. Its extraordinary metal body was being cleansed and elevated.
The realm it had fallen from long ago, which had yet to fully recover, was pushed into motion at this moment, repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It likely would not require too much effort. At most half a month, at least a week, and it would be able to return to the ranks of starships.
Sensing its own condition, Guardship could not help sighing inwardly. No wonder beings from the outside world all wanted to enter