A gaunt-faced saint spoke in a hoarse voice filled with disbelief as he looked toward the Myriad Forms Sacred Ancestor in the seat of honor. "Sacred Ancestor, you... didn't you personally send him into the Annihilation Vortex Cluster within the Boundless Sea Eye? That place... that place is a deathtrap where even Great Dao Saints have no chance of survival! How did Zhang Shuai... how did he survive?"
His question voiced the greatest doubt and fear in the hearts of every saint present.
They could hardly be blamed for being so shocked. To all the foremost powers of the Primordial World, the annihilation vortices of the Boundless Sea Eye were practically synonymous with "death." They were universally acknowledged as an absolute forbidden zone of heaven and earth. No one had ever heard of anyone being swept inside and emerging alive.
Upon hearing Saint Xuanming's question, the Myriad Forms Sacred Ancestor slowly exhaled a murky breath.
"Zhang Shuai... cannot be judged by ordinary reasoning. I said long ago that he might be the greatest variable since the Primordial World was created. The abundance of his fortune and the strangeness of his opportunities are beyond measure."
His gaze swept across the panicked faces below. "That was precisely why, although I cast him into the annihilation vortices, I never dared guarantee that he would certainly die. That was why I repeatedly instructed all of you to act discreetly, endure in hiding, and never show yourselves in the Primordial World unless absolutely necessary... It now seems that my concern was justified."
"Then, Sacred Ancestor, what should we do now? Zhang Shuai is far too powerful. He wiped out the Shaking Mountain Ape clan just like that. Even if... even if everyone here joined forces, I'm afraid we... we might not be able to take