Within Primordial Unity Hall, the dust-sealed main hall opened once more. Several figures gathered together: one Purple Mansion cultivator, two Dao Foundation cultivators, and five ordinary disciples. This was all that remained of Primordial Unity Hall.
In the beginning, Primordial Unity Hall had once flourished. Though it did not have many powerful cultivators, it had no shortage of disciples, and many of them had even been geniuses from outside. But as time flowed on, cold reality dealt everyone a resounding blow, making them understand that they were not the protagonists of some tale, much less those special chosen ones. They were merely one among the countless living beings.
Under such circumstances, more and more people chose to leave Primordial Unity Hall and cultivate other methods. As for the tiny handful unwilling to give up, most had long since been ground into gleaming white bones by the passage of years.
By now, having recognized reality, virtually no one chose to join Primordial Unity Hall. With no pillar holding up the sky above and no sufficient foundation below, its decline had become only natural.
"What do you think our new Hall Master will be like?"
"Dustless True Person—I've heard that name before. He is one of the sect's foremost prodigies. Who would have thought he would become the Hall Master of our Primordial Unity Hall?" Outside the main hall, several Primordial Unity Hall disciples conversed cautiously, filled with curiosity and excitement.
The reason they had been able to join Primordial Unity Hall was not because their talent was exceptional. Quite the opposite—their aptitude was quite ordinary. They were not qualified enough to join Void Dao Hall or Impermanence Hall, so they had ultimately been assigned to Primordial Unity Hall.
Most of them did not actually cultivate the Primordial Unity One Qi True