Creation Daoist had then used the Myriad Heavens World to enter the Primordial World, a world countless times vaster in every respect than the world of yesterday.
Yet a blessing from a single wisp of Lin Tian's aura had kept him from dissolving into heaven and earth within this Primordial World.
He could never tolerate it.
He could never tolerate Vine Dao Venerable Lin Tian, who had granted him a second life and was both father and teacher to him, suffering the slightest grievance or receiving even a trace of disrespect from any Primordial World creature.
At that very moment.
Creation Daoist first said to Lin Tian:
"Dao Venerable, I, Creation Daoist, am willing to go to the Central Continent. My first reason is that I was originally born as the World Spirit of an independent world on Mount Buzhou. To me, the Central Continent and Mount Buzhou are familiar roads traveled in a light carriage. I know them extremely well.
"Second, Mount Buzhou was originally one of my ancestral lands. I will return there to persuade the Witch Clan's Twelve Ancestral Witches and Houtu, whom our Spirit Vine School once revered so deeply. If the Ancestral Witches and Houtu are willing to change their minds, it will be a blessing for all beneath heaven. If they cling to their delusions and remain stubbornly deaf to reason, then even if I die, my Dao extinguished, and perish between heaven and earth, I will draw upon the power I have hidden within Mount Buzhou and bury the entire mountain along with the Witch Clan's Twelve Ancestral Witches."
Creation Daoist's tone was perfectly calm, his expression without the slightest ripple, yet his words carried the weight of a thunderbolt and struck deep into the hearts of every companion under the Spirit Vine