Arrival

Within the vast, endless Primordial World, a black bubble sped forward at an unimaginable velocity. Zhou Zheng sat within it, faintly sensing one immense, boundless world after another flashing past outside.

"Those are all Source Worlds, right?"

Zhou Zheng sighed inwardly. The last time he had gone to the Realmheart Continent, only his True Spirit had traveled there, so he had not felt much along the way. This time was different. His physical body was crossing through, and he could sense everything clearly.

With the strength of my body, without this bubble's protection, shuttling at such speed—even if I weren't eroded by Primordial Force, I could easily be smashed to pieces by Primordial Sand. Zhou Zheng silently pondered.

Primordial Sand was merely the most common thing within Primordial Space, as commonplace as dirt in an ordinary world.

Although his physical body had completely surpassed the ultimate realm and reached a transitional stage between a Universe God and a Primordial Lifeform, he was still far too weak.

He had the ability to survive briefly in Primordial Space, but it was impossible for him to truly set foot in this space.

Whoosh!

The bubble continued shuttling onward, covering an extraordinarily long distance.

Only after Zhou Zheng felt that they had passed several thousand Source Worlds did the bubble finally slow slightly.

It was a towering tree growing within the boundless Primordial Space. The tree was even larger than a Source World, and countless worlds could vaguely be seen being born upon its endlessly spreading branches.

At the very top of its canopy was an enormous world shrouded in a blood-red aura.

Before Zhou Zheng could take a closer look, the bubble surrounding him collided with that enormous world in what seemed like an instant. Immediately afterward, it vanished completely from Primordial Space.