When the Primordial World broke away completely,
they also discovered that, just as Wang Shi had suspected, the other party had not truly merged with the Primordial World.
Yuan Tingshan had exhausted every scheme, even stepping forward himself to stall for time, all to merge into the Primordial World as quickly as possible.
Unfortunately, he had failed in the end.
Thanks to the decisive actions of everyone in the Primordial World, they had ultimately broken free of the three worlds Yuan Tingshan had merged with.
Of course, although the Primordial World had suffered heavy losses, they were not as devastating as they had imagined.
Looking at the Tree of Life in his hands,
Wang Shi felt things had turned out reasonably well.
With the Tree of Life, they would have a new means of combating the darkness in the future.
The Primordial World's origin source should be enough to keep them going.
And as long as they could hold on, there was hope for everything the future might bring.
"Damn it! Damn it, damn it!"
Yuan Tingshan roared in fury. What had he done wrong? He had only wanted to survive. What had he done wrong?
He had finally found an opportunity, and he had seized it. He had been just that tiny bit short—truly, just a hair's breadth away.
He felt some regret. He should never have opened his big mouth. He had gotten far too carried away.
If he had not specifically reminded them, they might genuinely never have noticed.
Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret now.
"The World Barrier? I already know how you open the barrier."
"I'll find the Primordial World's barrier. I'll open it again."
Having merged with three worlds, he could clearly sense where the Primordial World's barrier lay.
At that moment, he