The Beginning of the Great Dao in This World

Bibi Dong followed close behind Meng Chuan, looking around the Star Dou Forest as she went.

It was not Bibi Dong's first time here, but she felt very different from her last visit.

After they walked deeper into the forest, Bibi Dong saw Meng Chuan stop. She looked ahead curiously and spotted a spirit master hunting a Spirit Beast not far away.

The spirit master was drenched in blood. Before him lay a dead, snow-white Star-Moon Fox.

"Hahaha! A ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring! I got it! A ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring!" Laughing wildly with delight, the spirit master sat down before the Star-Moon Fox and began absorbing its Spirit Ring.

To Bibi Dong, the sight was commonplace. Every spirit master on the Douluo Continent had done the same for thousands of years. She could even understand exactly why he was so excited.

And yet, for some reason, Bibi Dong stole a guilty glance at Meng Chuan.

Thankfully, Meng Chuan's expression had not changed, and Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief. Then she noticed what looked like pity in his eyes as he watched the spirit master.

If Meng Chuan had been happy or angry, Bibi Dong could have understood. But pity... That left her puzzled.

"Let's keep going." Meng Chuan did not disturb the spirit master absorbing his Spirit Ring. He led Bibi Dong deeper into the forest instead.

Bibi Dong followed him onward, and the Spirit Beasts around them grew steadily older.

Ten thousand years, fifty thousand years, ninety thousand years!

At last, a Lake appeared before them: the Lake of Life!

Meng Chuan stopped and looked at the lake.

He nodded, taking in the enormous head rising from the Lake, the thudding footsteps coming from the forest beside the Lake, and the two rabbits on its shore.

"Great Emperor,