"Then what if I never help you open the passage to the Primitive Continent? Even if you become the Heavenly Dao, what could you do?"
Zhao Su seemed to have thought of something.
A glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.
But Peng Ying's next words shattered the hope that had just kindled within him.
"Actually, helping us is the same as helping yourself. Otherwise, once enough time passes and the Pillar of Creation reaches complete perfection, you truly won't have any chance left!"
"I still don't understand. If you can use time to make up for everything, why take the risk?"
"You'll have to find that answer yourself." Peng Ying did not answer Zhao Su's question. "As for what you choose, that's your decision. We won't force you!"
The more Peng Ying spoke like this, the more doubts stirred in Zhao Su's heart.
In the end, Zhao Su still chose to help them.
After all, this way, he still had a sliver of a chance.
Though that chance might be a lie Peng Ying and Zhao Qi had told him.
He still wanted to try.
After both sides reached an agreement, the entire Dark Shadow Legion mobilized and began searching the Primitive Continent for a Spatial Gate leading to the next planet.
Then Zhao Qi and Peng Ying built a Spatial Gate in Glacier.
Once this Spatial Gate appeared, countless Spatial Gates appeared in the sky again.
At that moment, every world in the three thousand universes fused together perfectly.
As all the worlds fused, the Heavenly Dao Mark emerged from Zhao Su's body and, accompanied by a powerful aura, spread over the three thousand merging worlds.
At the same time, the Black Orb in Zhao Su's dantian erupted completely.
It broke Zhao Su's body apart.
Then Zhao Su