Qin Tian sheltered himself with ultimate light of time and space, draping himself in a hazy cloak. Standing upright without casting a shadow, he walked through this eerie expanse of spacetime.
This was not a real world, but a road within a concept, a Path of Evolution trodden by generation after generation. The traces they left had accumulated to become the world as it now stood.
He wandered through this realm. Faint blood-red light continually spilled from the sky, and gray mist drifted over like clouds. Weirdness and ill omen poured into this prison of Heaven and Earth at every moment.
All of it was to suppress that invincible being of the Sacrificial Dao Domain. Even though the Pollen Emperor was dead, this ritual had never ceased.
Clearly, the Ancestors' wariness of her was anything but ordinary.
Qin Tian walked alone through this world woven from weirdness and ill omen.
At times he advanced; at times he stopped, comprehending the Great Dao around the rifts and exploring the mysteries of evolution amid Heaven and Earth.
As long as he did not explore the traces left by the Ancestors, with the Pollen Emperor's protection,
this road was relatively safe.
He silently deduced this Path of Evolution, analyzing its weirdness and distortions. To his surprise, he gleaned a few truths of the Pollen Path from the pollution.
This so-called Pollen Path was a road of cultivating the true through the false, a Great Dao that granted living beings the strongest evolution. It treated the human body as a seed, a unified primordial whole, planted between heaven and earth.
Ordinary people, however, struggled to uncover the human body's potential or perceive supernatural power. They passed their entire lives in a muddle, like dead embryos.
At this point, the seed had to learn to