A mere Tongtian meant nothing to the Zhen Yuanzi before him.
But he also knew that his current shell was far too weak. If he stood his ground too stubbornly, he would surely die today.
He did not fear death, but he refused to die for nothing.
Besides, he now carried the hope of resurrecting his master...
So, after a moment of silence, he finally spoke slowly. "My name is Kunli. I come from the God King World. My world has been utterly destroyed, reduced to a Dead Zone."
"I am the only survivor. My goal is to find a new home and a way to resurrect my master."
"My own cultivation was at the third level of the Dao-Unification Realm. My master's cultivation was at the ninth heaven of the Primordial Chaos Realm."
Tongtian narrowed his eyes slightly and fell silent.
Clearly.
He was thinking.
As for what Kunli had said, Tongtian himself could not tell whether it was true.
There was no standard by which to judge it, nor anyone who could verify it.
In particular, Kunli's words had even stirred a trace of dread in him.
This fellow's true strength had actually reached the third level of the Dao-Unification Realm. That almost certainly meant that, at his peak, Kunli could have wiped out the entire Primordial Great World single-handedly.
How could that not alarm him?
If the other party was telling the truth, then his world must have been of an extremely high order-absurdly high, even.
After all, his words made it clear that Kunli, despite being at the third level of the Dao-Unification Realm, had held no particularly high position in his world. He had merely been someone else's subordinate.
And his master had even reached the Primordial Chaos Realm.
The gap between that and the