"Was this where I ended up after coming to this world?" Di Jun sat in Huayang Palace Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, both startled and delighted.
Di Jun had activated the Great Dao System. Through its indescribable plane transportation, which he could neither sense nor comprehend, he had immediately reached the Primordial World-the highest and most dazzling of the eighteen tiers of the Myriad Heavens World, stacked like a pyramid in the vision his Great Dao System had shown him!
And he had arrived in this Primordial World.
It was the world most compatible with his Great Dao foundation and his Great Dao opportunities.
At this moment, Di Jun's feelings were impossible to describe, let alone calm.
He gently stroked the Witch-Slaying Sword lying across his knees, countless thoughts rising in his heart.
At the same time.
All the memories of this world, the memories belonging to this body.
Surged through his Sea of Consciousness like a tide.
In this Primordial World Plane, Di Jun had already been driven to the final moment and now had no choice left!
In this plane, besides the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
There were also Red Cloud and Zhen Yuanzi, who had allied with the Twelve Ancestral Witches on the Central Continent. Red Cloud, who possessed opportunity but lacked fortune, should originally have died in a sneak attack by Demon Master Kunpeng on his way to Red Cloud Cave. Yet this peerless powerhouse bearing Hongmeng Qi had already obscured the heavenly secrets.
He had bound himself firmly to his Dao Companion, Zhen Yuanzi, and thus had not lost the fortune that belonged to him.
Instead, this had allowed him to find favorable currents on every side during the Witch-Demon Calamity that had unexpectedly erupted between heaven and earth, and he had firmly sided with the Witch