Canluona continued to maintain its "slow walking pace." No matter how poorly Heavenly Monarch Yuanxu wielded the power of the Mystic Sect System, he had at least fully mobilized it. It still put pressure on Canluona.
Besides, after circling the outskirts of the True World for dozens of kalpas, this was its first time entering it so deeply. Experiencing it firsthand, it naturally had to examine things more carefully.
It had finally come in.
Unfortunately, it had never seen what the Shaman God had looked like at the height of his power.
Mm, fortunately, it had not seen it.
A void world like the True World, with a Heaven and Earth Law System utterly different from the "Laws of Truth"—what was the point of creating it? It was not for someone to play "Creator" and display compassion. It was to truly and concretely verify whether the system he had constructed and the path he had chosen contained any errors, and how the next step should be corrected and carried out.
Put plainly, it was an experimental subject solely for one person's cultivation.
The Shaman God had been too arrogant. With his cultivation realm, if he had shrunk this world to one-tenth its size back then—perhaps even one-fifth would have sufficed—and spent twice as much time on it, he would never have fallen to such a state.
But if not for that, how could one have seen truly powerful figures like Qu Wujie and Lu Chen rise and fall?
Oh, and such intricate, brilliant clashes of systems, such chaotic spectacles of the human heart.
Standing within the True World and personally sensing all its changes, Canluona felt it needed to revise its impressions:
Perhaps the outstanding talents of the world had withered away, but there were always some who strode forward