Every mighty being in the Heavenly Dao Realm-a high-ranking Immortal or God-was an exalted figure of myth, utterly beyond reach.
Yet this writing brush actually imprisoned a Primordial Spirit suspected of belonging to a Heavenly Dao Realm expert?
Still... if it was him, it wasn't impossible.
Youchan silently speculated, After all, he was the first and oldest Heavenly Emperor. Doing something like this wouldn't be difficult for him...
Even among high-ranking Immortals and Gods, the differences in strength could be immense. The Primordial Heavenly Emperor, for instance, stood at their very pinnacle. If he wanted to kill an ordinary Heavenly Dao Realm expert, he certainly had ways to do it.
But would Primordial actually kill other Immortals and Gods, given his temperament?
Youchan had her doubts. Since the Primordial Cataclysm, the Immortals and Gods of the Heavenly Realm had been relatively united. Though they were not entirely of one mind, they were at least allies against outside enemies.
In ancient times, after discovering humanity's rise, the Primordial Heavenly Emperor had even willingly yielded ground to avoid casualties. Such a benevolent, wise ruler, who had governed countless races and living beings for countless years... would he casually kill another Heavenly Dao Realm expert and refine them into an artifact spirit?
There was probably some unknown secret behind this...
For a moment, Youchan vaguely sensed that not only had much happened during the centuries she had spent asleep in reincarnation, but even the three realms of the past concealed secrets she knew nothing about.
"It" and the Heavenly Realm had been locked in a stalemate for untold years since ancient times. Why had it suddenly killed Primordial?
Even though she had once been one of "its" most capable subordinates, she had never understood "it" particularly well. Instead, she had spent every day