Meng Chuan entered the Primordial Chaos Space. Though Primordial Chaos called it infinite, Meng Chuan crossed it in a single step.
Ahead of Meng Chuan lay a patch of land several dozen meters across, with a thatched hut built upon it.
Before the hut stood a stout, low osmanthus tree. Beneath it sat a stone table and three stone stools.
At the edge of the land stood Primordial Chaos and Lin Meng, waiting for Meng Chuan to arrive.
When the two saw Meng Chuan appear the moment after Primordial Chaos invited him, they were both startled.
This outsider's strength was probably as terrifying as they had expected. At the very least, they could not see through him.
Neither of them could have traveled from outside the Primordial Chaos Space to this spot in so little time.
So why had they invited Meng Chuan into the Primordial Chaos Space when they knew how terrifying his strength might be?
As if this terrifying outsider would stay out without their invitation if he harbored ill intent...
He was the stronger one. What happened next was up to him.
If he truly was just passing by and meant no harm, inviting him posed no problem.
But if this outsider had come for the Primordial Chaos Space, what happened next would not depend on what Primordial Chaos and Lin Meng said or did.
What was going to happen would happen.
"Sorry to trouble you both," Meng Chuan said with a smile as he stepped onto the land.
"We invited you here, fellow Daoist. How could you be troubling us?" Primordial Chaos laughed heartily and guided Meng Chuan to a stone stool.
Throughout this exchange, both sides observed each other.
As for Primordial Chaos and Lin Meng, there was no question of them discerning anything about