Within the forbidden ground, Di Tian and the others were baring their teeth as they split their souls apart, while Zhao Wuji watched happily from the side. As a spectator, he was having the time of his life.
"Little Wu, your will is utter trash. You've cultivated for ten thousand years, yet you can't even endure this bit of pain? Pathetic."
"Old Di Tian, your willpower is only a little stronger than Little Wu's. You're screaming so loudly—aren't you ashamed?"
"Thunder Ancestor, stop holding it in. You're sweating all over from the pain. I know you're an ancestor with the highest seniority, and you care too much about face to embarrass yourself in public, but sadly, your strength won't allow it. Hahaha!"
As Zhao Wuji kept making sarcastic remarks, Thunder Ancestor, Di Tian, and the others were so angry they wanted to beat him up.
Undying Ancestor beside them smiled, then turned to Xiao Yun and said, "Actually, the younger generation can also enter the Primordial World to train, especially geniuses like Xiao Tianci, Xing Yueling, Dugu Daxiong, and Liu Jie. Cultivating in the Primordial World with a hundredfold increase in time would instead accelerate their growth."
Xiao Yun pondered for a moment before saying, "They can go after becoming Saints. Their current strength is too weak; splitting off one-tenth of their souls would affect them too greatly. As for the others, there's no need to rush for now. Too many people would make exposure easy. After our group returns, we can gradually increase the numbers. In the future, we might even open it to other factions."
"Allow people from other factions into the Primordial World?" Undying Ancestor frowned. He had no desire to help other factions grow stronger.
Xiao Yun smiled. "Ancestor, if we compare the Primordial World to