On the Changes in the Primordial World!

Wang Shi's body suddenly shuddered.

All his strength drained away in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Just like that, he fell into a deep sleep.

Everyone stared at the scene in bewilderment.

None of them could react in time.

The Stone Spirit, who had just been invincible, savagely pummeling Luohu, had suddenly collapsed?

The Three Pure Ones rushed over in a panic, some checking his head, others his heart.

"He scared me half to death. He just passed out from exhaustion. Nothing serious."

Everyone checked again, and only after receiving confirmation that nothing was wrong did they finally breathe sighs of relief.

He was their precious treasure, after all. Someone capable of thrashing a Sage had unimaginable potential.

Then the Three Pure Ones turned toward Beast Emperor Shen Ni and the others.

"Seal your own cultivation, all three of you, and come with us!"

"Seal off this place. No one is to enter."

Taishang assigned their tasks in an orderly fashion.

No one dared linger here. The place was simply too ill-omened.

Somewhere in the Primordial World.

Two figures sat on the ground.

"Just as you said, Daoist Hongjun, there really is another world."

"I wandered through the Chaos for countless years and witnessed many strange wonders, yet I never discovered any trace of another world."

"Today truly opened my eyes. Luohu, who died all those years ago, stood before me completely unharmed. Truly unbelievable!"

A shadowy figure marveled again and again.

Beside him, Hongjun smiled faintly.

"Luohu doesn't worry me. That fellow has courage but no cunning. His talent for cultivation is indeed extraordinary, and his understanding of the Great Dao far surpasses that of others, but his brain really doesn't work very well."

"It's the person behind him who worries me."

"Anyone capable of making Demon Ancestor Luohu submit must possess formidable means."

"And he could attack you through the spatial barrier you just described. How could his strength be as simple as that of a Sage?"

The other figure's expression grew much graver.

He had nearly fallen into the trap earlier. Although even if the attack had struck him, he would not have suffered much harm.

He would still have been injured, however.

What he feared most was the other party sensing his aura. They might be able to follow it straight to their location.

"For now, let's proceed step by step. All nine Sage seats must be filled. This concerns replenishing the strength of the entire Primordial World."

There was another point Hongjun left unspoken.

Above Dao Integration stood the Heavenly Dao Sage realm.

This was the realm he had always pursued, and he believed the other party was pursuing it as well.

But to become a Heavenly Dao Sage, to become the spokesperson of the heavenly Dao, one had to gain the great Dao's recognition.

He had continually worked to advance the Primordial World's tribulations and foster the development of its Sages.

All of it was to gain the Heavenly Dao's recognition.

That was the hardest part. He did not know whether he could succeed.

Inside the Pangu Temple, a crowd had gathered.

The Primordial World's Twelve Ancestral Witches were there, along with the Three Pure Ones Daoists and the Demon Tribe's two emperors.

Independent cultivators of the Primordial World, such as Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, were also present.

As the greatest powers in the Primordial World, the Witch and Demon Tribes possessed an almost overwhelming advantage when they joined forces, giving them absolute authority over its affairs.

They gazed down at Beast Emperor Shen Ni, Mirage Dragon, and Ancestor Minghe.

"Fellow Daoists, my disciple still hasn't awakened. I don't know whether he was gravely injured or whether something else happened, but he fought for the Primordial World. We must not forget his contribution."

"These three aided a tyrant and caused my disciple no small harm. How should we deal with them? Let us hear your opinions."

Sect Master Tongtian's expression was dark.

Ever since they returned, Wang Shi had remained asleep.

No matter how they called to him, they could not wake him.

Everyone had become frantic.

They had all witnessed the battle. Without Wang Shi, they would surely have died.

With him unable to awaken, the pressure naturally fell on these three prisoners.

The Three Pure Ones aimed their spears directly at the three of them.

At that moment, Gonggong of the Twelve Ancestral Witches spoke bluntly.

"What's there to discuss? Just slaughter them and be done with it. So many Fierce Beasts have died already. A few more won't make a difference."

The Beast Emperor and the others were instantly alarmed.

"Please spare us, my lord! The three of us can still be useful. Everyone knows those people aren't from the Primordial World at all."

"You all saw how strong they were. Actually, another one is still hiding in the Primordial World—a special Phantom God who came here with Luohu and me back then. If we capture him, we can uncover their secrets. If they attack again, we'll be better prepared!"

"My lords, all I want now is to survive and take revenge. Could you please give me that chance?"

Sect Master Tongtian snorted coldly.

"Who said you're one of us? You're a prisoner now, and an enemy of so many races in the Primordial World. Staying alive won't be so easy."

Beast Emperor Shen Ni gave a bitter laugh. How could he not know that?

If not to survive, why would he bow and scrape like this?

Originally, he had not feared death, nor cared how he died.

But then he discovered that he and his people were merely pawns—pawns being exploited by the other party, to be discarded at any moment.

Even when those people left, they had paid them no mind.

That had dealt his heart a devastating blow.

He was the mighty Beast Emperor, a powerhouse who had roamed the Primordial World unchallenged since ancient times.

How could he endure being toyed with like this?

Now he had to survive, because he wanted revenge—revenge for the grievous wound to his pride.

He could die, but he had to make the other party pay.

His heart had become deeply twisted. Now he lived only for revenge.

Just as they were discussing how to deal with the three prisoners.

A languid voice sounded inside the Pangu Temple.

"If you really want to live, Lord Beast Emperor, it isn't impossible. You just have to tell me how exactly your Fierce Beast Tribe awakened."

"Don't tell me it really was just an accident."

Wang Shi walked into the Pangu Temple, looking somewhat weary.

Everyone was instantly overjoyed.

At the same time, they were secretly astonished.

They were delighted that their hero had awakened and appeared to be unharmed.

What astonished them was how fiercely the Stone Spirit's strength had grown. He had actually walked in without a sound despite so many people being present.

None of them had sensed any fluctuations from him at all.

"My dear disciple, you've finally awakened! If you hadn't come soon, your master would have killed these three fellows to avenge you."

Wang Shi waved a hand helplessly.

"Master Tongtian, I really was just tired. I slept a little longer, that's all."

"There's no need to make such a fuss."

"Thank you all for your concern. I, Stone Spirit, am in excellent health. There's nothing wrong with me."

He cupped his hands toward the crowd.

Everyone rose to their feet.

"As long as you're all right. Come, sit down."

At that moment, the Beast Emperor looked up at the Stone Spirit with a somewhat fawning expression.

"Young lord, this isn't any great secret. They found a drop of blood somewhere, then merged it into the Blood Sea..."