In the Primordial World, years went uncounted; in the blink of an eye, seas had turned to mulberry fields.
Red Cloud traveled across the lands of the Primordial World, finding no small number of rare materials and spiritual medicines, immortal gold and divine stones, and Acquired Spiritual Roots.
After the calamity, following several hundred thousand years of gestation, countless more rare treasures and exotic artifacts had come into being.
Across the vast lands of the Primordial World, top-grade materials for alchemy and artifact refinement, Acquired Spiritual Roots, and spiritual medicines were too numerous to count.
There were also many rare birds and strange beasts.
Throughout his travels, Red Cloud did not forget to gather the drifting, helpless remnant souls of the myriad races scattered across the Primordial World.
Too many living beings had perished in the Dragon-Han Calamity. Since the Six Paths of Reincarnation had yet to emerge, the remnant souls left behind by those countless dead beings were also a burden upon the Primordial World.
He gathered these remnant souls for two reasons: first, to see whether he could earn merit as a reward; second, to send them into Reincarnation once it was established.
Red Cloud traveled eastward, avoiding the many forbidden lands and perilous regions of the Primordial World, until he finally arrived at its heartland.
A streak of light swept across the horizon.
Red Cloud halted in the sky.
"I've searched for tens of thousands of years and still found nothing. Innate Spiritual Roots and spiritual treasures truly are too rare."
With that thought, Red Cloud decided to find a place to enter seclusion for the time being and consolidate his cultivation along the way.
After glancing over the surrounding mountain ranges, Red Cloud flew toward a main peak. With a wave of his hand, a palace