Looking at the primordial qi from all directions, seemingly wishing to recreate the universe, Qi Xiu slightly trembled, comparing himself to this Primordial Guardian.
His understanding of the Primordial Path truly pales in comparison.
Whether in quality or quantity, there is quite a disparity.
Dugu Wuhui even disclosed to him a much bigger secret.
His comprehension of the Primordial Path seems not to be mere coincidence.
[Primordial Chaos].
It should be a Daoist inheritance passed down through generations.
This Ancient Martial Great Saint was once a Protector of the Third Generation Primordial.
As for him, he belongs to the later era's Primordial.
With a flutter of heart, Qi Xiu suddenly realized.
Perhaps, his inexplicable return to this Prosperous Tang Era was not a mere accident...
...
Amid the boundless surging waves, on a solitary stone cliff in the vast ocean.
A slightly chubby figure, draped in a blue Daoist robe, wielded a horsetail whisk, muttering incantations.
