Outside the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven, amidst the endless chaos filled with gray mist.
Dust that has accumulated for countless years pervades this region, even the ever-present thick gray mist is completely overshadowed by the dense dust.
Merely the gray mist is enough to distort one's perception, and with the presence of this dust, even a strong practitioner at the level of the Primordial Chaos Daluo Realm would become both blind and deaf upon entering this region, making it difficult to ascertain their surroundings.
Within a patch of dust black enough to almost swallow light, Supreme Xuanyuan sat quietly in meditation.
His figure seemed much older than before, possibly because of the dust, or perhaps because his body of Primordial Chaos Daluo had truly encountered some issues. Seated there, he gave an eerie impression of a figure that appeared phantom-like, as if it might collapse at any moment.
