Within the Purple Palace Celestial Realm, at the residence of the Grand Tenuity Celestial Lord.
Yang Huai opened his eyes, and a lingering shock still flickered in their depths.
"Those mighty beings who had completed, or were about to complete, the path of transcendence were truly terrifying!"
His expression fell silent.
He had experienced dangerous situations many times while reflecting across several lifetimes, but never had any been so heart-stopping!
He had come within a hair's breadth of being caught.
Fortunately, although this mission had failed, his Primordial Spirit had not been damaged. His foundation had been preserved, which counted as a blessing amid misfortune.
Of course, it was not as though he had gained nothing at all.
At the very least, the mysteries of the Great Dao of Suppression had been etched into his Primordial Spirit.
Given some time, he could still cultivate it back.
The only real pity was losing the innate treasure, the Chaos Cauldron, along with the supreme destiny, [Lord of Chaos].
A trace of regret surfaced in Yang Huai's eyes.
It seemed he had still underestimated those ancient powerhouses deep within the Barbaric Lands. Perhaps his luck had simply been poor as well.
Who could have known that, when crossing the Heavenly Venerable Tribulation, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth would condense the Dao imprints of those three ancient Heavenly Venerables?
Even now, Yang Huai did not know whether those ancient Heavenly Venerables had reached the consummate Creation realm or had already attained the Other Shore.
He was more inclined toward the former.
Yet clearly, those ancient Heavenly Venerables who appeared later had discovered his origins through the Dao imprints and had thus come to "reclaim" the Chaos Cauldron.
Fortunately, several ancient and powerful gods had begun fighting one another. Otherwise, even this fragment