"Fellow Daoist, I have held dominion over the Primordial World through the ages for the sake of the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, and the epoch calamity. Otherwise, all living beings like us, even the Heavenly Dao, will perish. Can even your Great Firmament Heavenly Immortal Dao guarantee safe passage through an epoch calamity?"
Ancestor Hongjun placed a stone.
How could he not know Ye Zhuo's background?
After Time Daoist had intervened once in the Heroic Spirit World, every Time-Space Administrator sent there had vanished without exception.
Ancestor Hongjun had been watching Ye Zhuo ever since.
Then the Journey to the West World had disappeared-that great world of immense importance to the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, where the saints of the heavens had all left avatars.
Residing in the great world of the Primordial World, Ancestor Hongjun had understood.
Ye Zhuo was coming.
Transmigrators had always had two paths. The first was to arrive directly in the Primordial World, run wild with their cheats, and then be taken apart by the mighty beings.
Thus, in the Primordial World, they needed either heaven-defying power or enough caution to keep their heads down. Otherwise, death was certain.
Besides, systems became completely useless from the Great Firmament Golden Immortal realm onward.
In the Primordial World, where Da Luo were everywhere, system hosts were nothing worth mentioning.
There was another path.
It began in the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, where one reached a realm sufficient for ascension through relentless slaughter or steady accumulation.
Such beings were already mighty when they arrived in the Primordial World, strong enough to scrape out an existence. Still, keeping their heads down remained the key.
Most had to settle down and quietly tend their own affairs.
Otherwise, they would never have a chance to