At that moment.
Houtu's lovely eyes gleamed with wonder.
Without a doubt, to Houtu, every word Lin Tian spoke and every move he made brought an utterly fresh sense of novelty.
And she would ponder what deeper meaning lay in his actions or words.
By then, she could already feel that the Fierce Bird Tide Lin Tian led was gathering an unstoppable momentum, rolling ever onward-a sweeping force in the Primordial World like rocks tumbling down a mountain!
As for the Yin-Yang Mirror Chaos Demon God, holed up on the Southern Sea Shore, even with his origin divine ability that let him split into countless bodies and undergo myriad transformations, beneath this surging tide that rolled onward like the wheels of history...
Even if Lin Tian's declaration of fighting for that single thread of possibility had merely been an offhand remark, now that the Fierce Bird Tide's momentum had formed across the Primordial Continent, the Yin-Yang Mirror Chaos Demon God True Self could never escape.
Just then.
Her smile blooming like a flower, Houtu looked toward the Clear-Handsome Daoist, Lin Tian, standing on the back of the golden eagle formed from the Chaos Dao Scripture.
The Azure Sword on her back rang out with a series of metallic chimes.
Its meaning was:
"If you truly dare fight for that single thread of possibility, Senior, then I, Houtu, will accompany you to the very end."
Of course.
Lin Tian's words about fighting for that single thread of possibility had come from his heart.
After all.
More than ten million years had passed since he transmigrated to the Primordial World.
Although, thanks to the Devouring System, everything had gone smoothly for him.
Yet.
The farther he went, the more he understood that battle would be unavoidable.
During those first several