At that moment, Xing Tian recalled the Tiger-Head Great Shaman he had faced in another plane, and the desperate peril of that five-hundred-warrior battle. It was no longer worth even a laugh-nothing but a light drizzle.
A trivial matter, that was all.
What Xing Tian most needed to confront, instead, was what would happen after he returned to the Primordial World of that other plane.
How, beneath the gaze of the Twelve Ancestral Witches,
could he keep his head down and grow stronger?
After Xing Tian posed this question to the Great Dao System in his sea of consciousness,
the Great Dao System still gave no response.
Vine Dao Venerable Lin Tian, who possessed the weapon Xing Tian held in his hand, silently scoffed:
This fool really thinks he's the greatest under heaven.
Still, Xing Tian has only mastered the Great Dao Origin Law. He can transfer the strength Great Dao Origin Law he mastered in this world into the Xing Tian Battle Axe in his hand, allowing me to devour it.
Otherwise, possessing this Xing Tian Battle Axe will have been a complete waste of effort.
After this thought passed through Lin Tian's mind,
he secretly released a strand of spirit awareness on his own initiative.
Ding!
A system notification
rang out amid the thunderous, deeply muffled rumbles as chaos qi slammed fiercely into Xing Tian.
It sounded within Xing Tian's sea of consciousness.
Xing Tian was immediately overjoyed.
Just as I thought! This Great Dao System can't do without me. That's why it grants my every request.
Xing Tian once again mused inwardly.
Of course, for him to have such a notion
was hardly surprising.
After all, in the Primordial World of the other plane, less than a million years had passed since his original self had been