In the later years of the Primordial World, quite a few Sages emerged.
But those Sages almost never took action.
The few times they did, they inflicted tremendous damage on the Primordial World.
Thus, the Primordial World did not allow Sages to take action at all.
Even those who became Sages had to become puppets of the Heavenly Dao.
Under the Heavenly Dao's control, they could pose no threat whatsoever to the Primordial World.
Therefore, anyone who wanted to become a true Sage could not do so within the Primordial World.
The Primordial World did indeed possess the conditions needed to nurture Sages.
But Sages who attained their status under the nurturing of the Primordial World's Heavenly Dao
could not be considered complete Sages at all.
They could only be considered castrated versions of Sages.
For such Sages, almost all possibility of further growth had already been cut off.
Tongtian had once been just like that.
Now, Tongtian had become the master of the Primordial World.
Naturally, he would not continue doing such things.
If his only purpose had been to manage the Primordial World,
then the weaker the Primordial World was, the easier it would be to manage.
But now, Tongtian had to make the Primordial World face enemies from the myriad heavens and worlds.
If the Primordial World continued to shut its doors and isolate itself,
then it would face nothing but certain death when foreign enemies invaded.
To keep the Primordial World vibrant, and to ensure it was competitive enough,
Tongtian had racked his brains.
Yet even so,
to this day, no one had managed to pass through the seal Tongtian had established by relying on their own strength.
Tongtian had known the moment the Phoenix Patriarch ventured into the seal.
After so many years in the