Whether or not the Chat Group had foreseen the Great Dao Tribulation before Primordial Heaven—before anyone else—did not matter.
Either way, it was good news for Meng Chuan. It meant he still had time to prepare.
Asking the Origin Ancestor about the Great Dao Tribulation and how to survive it was one part of that preparation.
The Origin Ancestor had, after all, been the one to laugh last during a previous Great Dao Tribulation. No one understood it better.
"There is not much to watch out for in the Great Dao Tribulation," the Origin Ancestor said slowly.
"Faced with an endless succession of tribulations of the Dao, all you can do is endure until the Great Dao Tribulation ends and the Great Dao Matrix moves away."
"No trick can get you through it. Anyone in Primordial Heaven is bound to face the tribulation and endure prolonged suffering. It comes down to whether they are strong enough to outlast it."
"Judged solely by the tribulations of the Dao themselves, it is quite fair."
"And during that ordeal, someone strong and gifted enough may even gain something from the boundless tribulations."
"After all, those tribulations are still the Dao at their core. They merely appear in Heaven and Earth as calamities."
"In a sense, enduring them may be the closest a cultivator ever comes to the Great Dao Matrix."
"But you must also watch out for others undergoing the tribulation. If two or more become entangled, the force each faces will surge to a level nearly impossible to withstand."
"..."
The Origin Ancestor told Meng Chuan about his experiences and views on the Great Dao Tribulation, holding nothing back.
There was no reason to hide anything. Under the Great Dao Tribulation, one's own strength was the only safeguard.
Unlike the Heavenly Tribulations,