Cultivator Territory border!
"Everyone, Yuan just left The Beginning Land. He said he has a way to become a Lord as soon as possible."
"I'm afraid it won't take much time." Yuan sent a telepathic message to the Lords.
"As soon as possible?"
"Can one become a Lord that quickly?" The six Lords were somewhat bewildered.
Even Xing Mang, who had soared to the heavens in a single step, had expended countless efforts and poured out his heart and soul to become a Lord back then before finally seizing that last spark of inspiration.
"As expected of someone destined to become a Lord. He has probably already grasped power at the highest level." Xing Mang spoke.
Xing Mang was truly extremely curious about Yuan, this future Lord. What power was preventing him from observing Yuan's future?
One had to know that, as a Lord proficient in the Primal Chaos Space-time Dao, he did not observe the future like some prophecy. He could project Space-time Avatars and personally experience the future, using that method to observe its various possibilities.
It was perfectly normal for Xing Mang to project Space-time Avatars to observe the futures of other cultivators. Only Yuan seemed to have no future at all, making him impossible to observe.
"How long has he been in seclusion? Even counting Time Acceleration, it probably hasn't even been a hundred million eras." The Lords marveled.
Moreover, after becoming a World Class Primordial, Yuan had immediately entered seclusion. It was practically equivalent to relying entirely on talent to reach this point.
Compared with Xing Mang's cultivation over trillions upon trillions of eras, if one included the improvement from becoming a World Class Primordial, Yuan's raw talent might not seem quite so monstrous.
But if one considered his experiences, it was entirely different. His