Wu Chu had never imagined that he would encounter his own master in the Primordial Chaos.
The moment he saw his master, the anxiety and worry in Wu Chu's heart vanished without a trace. Though he had the urge to cry with joy, he managed to hold it back.
Ancestor Hongjun was still dressed in that grayish-white Daoist robe, his beard and hair entirely white, carrying the bearing of an immortal sage. When he came to Wu Chu's side, he could not help glancing at the Little Thunder Beast lying behind Wu Chu and watching him curiously.
"You have been in the Primordial Chaos for so long without returning because of it?"
Although the ancestor saw the delight on Wu Chu's face, he did not know that his eldest disciple had already suppressed the urge to cry from happiness.
Wu Chu chuckled. "Not just it. Its mother as well."
Hearing this, the ancestor glanced into the distant Primordial Chaos and laughed. "You certainly have a wild heart!"
"Master, were you traveling through the Primordial Chaos?" Wu Chu asked. "Did you drive that Chaos Behemoth over here?"
The ancestor looked at him. "You entered the Primordial Chaos and did not return for so long that they all believed you had become lost within it. So they went to Jade Capital Mountain and begged me to find a solution. What else could I do? I could only make a trip into the Primordial Chaos myself."
"This disciple has made Master worry." Wu Chu felt somewhat ashamed. "At first, I truly did get lost in the Primordial Chaos..."
As he spoke, Wu Chu recounted how he had encountered Chaos Soil, only to be swallowed in one bite by the Chaos Mother Thunder Beast, and how the Little Thunder Beast was later born and