The Primordial World lay within a vast Sea of Chaos.
As mentioned before, this world's position was like that of an unshakable rock in a river.
Thus, cultivators who left the Primordial World and ventured onto this Chaos Sea enjoyed a natural advantage.
Having come from the Primordial World, they could recognize it as a landmark more easily than others could.
This time, Xu Tong appeared above the Chaos Sea.
Countless great thousand worlds rose and fell together upon the Chaos Sea.
The moment Xu Tong passed through the world's membrane, he sensed a threat.
That threat came from the Sea of Chaos beneath him-or perhaps it was a river.
There was no real difference to him. Whether river or ocean, its boundaries lay beyond sight. Compared with this Chaos World, he was truly insignificant. Even if he made his body unimaginably vast, he could never surpass the Primordial World itself.
Thus, in a world like this, he was truly a tiny life, less than even a cresting wave.
I wonder whether life exists within this waterlike substance beneath me.
The question arose in his mind.
Rivers and oceans nurtured fish. If life truly existed within this Sea of Chaos, it would be a terrifying thing indeed.
"First, let me establish my current objectives by talking to myself."
Xu Tong gazed into the distance. The boundless world, devoid of any reference points, left him unable to distinguish one direction from another.
Perhaps, upon a Chaos Sea like this, the very concept of direction did not exist.
"Where would Hongjun be hiding?"
Turning around, he saw tiny specks of starlight drifting out of the spherical Primordial World, carried by the waves until they clung to him.
Through his connection with this starlight, he could sense the Primordial World's location at any