The Wilds Beneath Mount Buzhou

Having once been tainted by divine power and reduced to a god's servant, Li Shun now understood why they did this.

"It must be to prevent the Hundred Schools' disciples who enter the Primordial Illusion Realm from being influenced by divine power and having their wills twisted."

Li Shun's mind was clear now, so he answered smoothly and passed the test.

Zhao Cheng's expression softened. Then he asked Li Shun what he had encountered on this expedition.

Li Shun naturally couldn't tell him the truth about meeting the Formless Suspended Skull atop Unsalted Mountain. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how he had managed to keep his wits in the presence of a god.

So Li Shun told a mixture of truth and lies, describing only his experiences in the Land of No Beginning and concealing his later encounter with the god.

"That stretch of wilderness seemed endless. The Ten Suns in the Sky and the Blue Moon were both exceedingly strange."

"This disciple was incapable. Even by the time the illusion ended, I still hadn't managed to leave that wasteland." Li Shun wore a guilty expression.

Disappointment flickered in Zhao Cheng's eyes, just as Li Shun had expected.

But Zhao Cheng quickly comforted him. "This isn't your fault. Every time the Hundred Schools send disciples into the Primordial Illusion Realm, there are many of them, yet only a handful can reach the summit of Heaven-Piercing Divine Mountain. Bringing back this information is already a great contribution."

As he spoke, Zhao Cheng once more unfurled the map of the Primordial Continent in midair.

His gaze roamed over it before settling on an area in the north.

"The Land of No Beginning. If I'm not mistaken, it should be somewhere around here." As he spoke, Zhao Cheng drew a circle