328: Chapter 328 Awakening the Dao Embryo to Glimpse the Primordial Beginning, A New Chapter Derived from the Primordial Source Seed

"Little fellow, you've slept for so many epochs. It's time to wake up and chat with me about the past of this world."

Zhou Wannian's voice, carrying a hint of leisure and laziness, slowly drifted across the massive circular sacrificial altar carved entirely from Primal Creation Warm Jade, suspended at the highest point of the endless Void Realm. His voice wasn't loud, lacking any soul-stirring fluctuations of magical power or any unquestionable aura of majesty. Yet, it was like a drop of pure water falling into a calm lake, stirring ripples of the Great Dao that couldn't be caught by the naked eye but truly existed at the foundational level of dimensions within the core region of the Primal Source Palace, which had been frozen by the mighty power of absolute time for countless chaos epochs.

These Dao ripples centered on Zhou Wannian, spreading out in layers toward that vast immortal pond with a diameter exceeding a hundred thousand zhang.

Within the immortal pond, the viscous, translucent Origin Dao Liquid, emitting multicolored light, seemed like an ancient beast slumbering for billions of years hearing a call the moment it touched these ripples. It began to emit a very subtle sound of boiling. This boiling wasn't due to a rise in temperature, but rather the purest initial Laws of the multiverse within the Dao liquid producing an instinctive resonance and joy upon sensing the flawless inner universe aura within Zhou Wannian's body.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

Bubbles emitting the refreshing and strange fragrance of ancient immortal herbs slowly rose from the bottom of the immortal pond and burst on the surface. Every time a bubble burst, it released a wisp of extremely pure primordial immortal energy, manifesting supreme auspicious omens in the void: the Azure Dragon circling, the White Tiger roaring, the Vermilion Bird spreading its wings, and the Black Tortoise expanding the sea. These omens were not mere illusions but the natural manifestation of the Laws of the Great Dao in an extremely concentrated state. If placed in the Grand Void Firmament of the outside world, any single omen would be enough to suppress a Star Domain and become a supreme totem worshipped by ten thousand sects.

However, Zhou Wannian turned a blind eye to these strange sights that would drive the gods and buddhas of the heavens mad. His eyes, deep as ancient wells and swirling with one hundred and eight sets of golden time dao patterns, remained extremely calm as they watched the massive Chaos Dao Lotus at the very center of the immortal pond.

That Chaos Dao Lotus, displaying nine shifting colors and being half-open and half-closed, began to gradually increase its rhythm of pulsation after absorbing the surrounding boiling Origin Dao Liquid. On the nine lotus petals as vast as galaxies, those naturally formed ancient Dao patterns began to light up one by one, emitting waves of vast and mighty power that seemed capable of crossing life and death and reversing Yin and Yang.

Zhou Wannian was in no hurry to use force to break open the translucent crystal cocoon floating in the heart of the lotus. He knew very well that this primordial Dao embryo, which had gathered the Origin of the entire Primordial Immortal Realm and had been nurtured through countless epochs, had an internal structure that was fragile and precise to the extreme. If he used the power of Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration or Space Collapse to forcibly destroy the shell, it would very likely damage the Dao embryo's Origin, completely ruining this most precious "living fossil" left behind by this world.

He still maintained a relaxed posture with his hands behind his back, his faded green robe gently fluttering in the dense mist above the immortal pond.

The Great Five Elements Illusory World Art began to circulate within his body in an extremely gentle manner—one that encompassed all things and nourished them silently.

Zhou Wannian slowly reached his right hand out from his wide sleeve, pressing his long, fair index and middle fingers together, and calmly pointed toward the vast immortal pond ahead.

Buzz.

As he pointed, no sharp Sword Qi or destructive pillar of light shot from Zhou Wannian's fingertip. Instead, he extremely gently forced out a single drop of water that shimmered with the colors of five-colored glazed glass.

This drop of water was no ordinary water. It was a drop of "Major Thousand Origin True Liquid" condensed within Zhou Wannian's inner universe, fusing the weight of grandmist mother earth, the inclusiveness of great sea true water, the sharpness of primal geng metal, the purification of the nine nether earth core lotus, and the supreme creative vitality of the chaos jianmu. It contained the entire underlying logic of Zhou Wannian's perfectly self-consistent Universe; it was a supreme holy object in the truest sense, capable of enlightening all things and reshaping the world.

This five-colored glazed water drop left Zhou Wannian's fingertip, tracing an extremely graceful parabola in the void that contained the ultimate principles of the Great Dao. It landed with extreme precision and gentleness into the heart of that massive Chaos Dao Lotus, dripping squarely onto the translucent crystal cocoon covered in complex Dao patterns.

"Drip."

An extremely crisp sound of a water drop, as if representing the complete unlocking of some ancient Seal, echoed simultaneously deep within Zhou Wannian's Sea of Consciousness and in every corner of this entire Primal Source Palace.

An incredible spectacle of creation was performed at this moment.

The drop of Major Thousand Origin True Liquid, which fused the will of Zhou Wannian's perfect inner universe, met with no resistance or rejection from any Formation the moment it touched the crystal cocoon. Like spring rain merging into parched earth, it seeped smoothly into the indestructible, translucent shell of the cocoon.

Immediately after, Zhou Wannian's Great Perfection Dao charm—which encompassed all things and transcended all rules—was like billions of invisible golden silk threads. Following the true liquid, it rapidly spread to every corner of the cocoon's interior, beginning to extremely gently comb through and guide the massive and chaotic primordial slumbering Laws within that curled-up humanoid lifeform.

"Crack... crack..."

Extremely subtle yet dense cracking sounds, like silkworms eating mulberry leaves, came from deep within the heart of the Chaos Dao Lotus.

Fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the crystal cocoon, which had floated for countless epochs and could withstand a full strike from a half-step Creator without being destroyed. From these cracks, extremely dazzling and pure light of primal Origin burst forth. These lights intertwined to form a magnificent rain of light, illuminating the entire circular altar as if it were broad daylight.

As the cracks continued to expand, the shell of the crystal cocoon began to peel away inch by inch like weathered snow, turning into the purest fragments of the Great Dao and merging into the Origin Immortal Pond below, causing the Dao liquid within the pond to rise in cheerful waves.

When the last piece of the crystal shell finally fell away.

An ultimate life aura—older than the Great Primordial Void and purer than the Absolute Truth Realm—erupted without reservation in this world, like a sun that had been suppressed in darkness for billions of years finally breaking through at dawn.

At the very center of this massive life aura.

A humanoid being, completely unclothed and emitting a soft, faint halo like moonlight, slowly stretched out in the void.

This was a perfect existence that was difficult to define by worldly gender. Its face was exquisitely beautiful, neither clearly male nor female, and every inch of its skin seemed to be meticulously carved from the world's most perfect Laws of the Great Dao, without a single flaw. Its long hair, reaching down to its ankles, was neither black nor white but displayed a dreamlike color that flowed like a brilliant galaxy. Within every strand of hair, a miniature galaxy seemed to be contained, undergoing Reincarnation.

What was most soul-stirring were the eyes it slowly opened.

Those were not the eyes of a Mortal or an ordinary cultivator. Deep within its pupils, there were no whites or irises; instead, there were two swirling masses of Chaos currents. Within these Chaos currents, the birth, prosperity, decay, and ultimate extinction of the heavens and ten thousand worlds were clearly reflected. These were ultimate divine eyes that had seen through the rise and fall of endless dimensions and carried the memories of an entire multiverse era.

This primordial Dao embryo, nurtured by the Primordial Immortal Realm exhausting its Origin, had finally fully awakened under Zhou Wannian's call.

The primordial Dao embryo floated above the Chaos Dao Lotus. It didn't immediately take any defensive or offensive stance. Instead, it used those Chaos divine eyes reflecting the birth and death of the Universe to quietly watch Zhou Wannian standing at the edge of the immortal pond, with a hint of extremely human-like confusion and inquiry.

It seemed to find everything around it unfamiliar, yet it felt an instinctive closeness to the perfectly self-consistent aura emanating from the Youth in Green Robe before it.

Wisps of extremely pure primordial immortal energy gathered automatically, weaving naturally on the surface of its body into a wide robe emitting the radiance of stars, covering its flawless form.

The primordial Dao embryo gazed at Zhou Wannian for a long time. Finally, it slowly opened its pale pink, perfect lips.

A series of extremely ancient, obscure Dao syllables—completely different from any known language system in the outside world—came from its mouth. This voice did not travel through air vibrations but was directly transformed into the purest intent, booming within Zhou Wannian's Sea of Consciousness.

The primordial Dao embryo's intent inquired ethereally: "Who are you? Within the destiny set for me and the billions of futures deduced by the primal evolution, there should not be an existence as perfect and completely outside the logical loop as you. You do not belong to this era, nor do you belong to this dimension. Why are the rules upon you even more complete than the ultimate Heavenly Dao of our world?"

Facing the primordial Dao embryo's inquiry and doubt that pointed directly at the essence.

Zhou Wannian's expression remained as calm as water. With his hands behind his back, a very easygoing smile—one that showed a bit of laziness and freedom—appeared on his handsome face.

He didn't respond with that obscure Dao language. Instead, he spoke directly in the most ordinary and natural human language, his tone steady. Under the blessing of the Great Perfection Laws, his words were automatically translated into the most fundamental communicative intent of the Universe, transmitted to the other party without hindrance.

Zhou Wannian smiled calmly and said, "Destiny is something only the weak believe in, and only rigid, dead things try to deduce. My name is Zhou Wannian, and I am merely a passerby taking a walk deep within this Great Primordial Void. As for why my rules are more complete than your Heavenly Dao, it is because I have never thought of merging into any Heavenly Dao. I am the master of my own world. I am the Heavenly Dao; I am the truth."

These words, arrogant to the extreme yet seemingly natural to the extreme, caused the currents within the primordial Dao embryo's Chaos divine eyes to fluctuate violently.

It seemed to be using its logical core, which carried the wisdom of countless epochs, to frantically analyze the meaning of Zhou Wannian's words and to deduce that ultimate Realm of 'I am the Heavenly Dao.'

The primordial Dao embryo moved slightly. It slowly drifted down from above the massive Chaos Dao Lotus, like a weightless feather, landing extremely lightly on the edge of the wide suet-white jade altar, standing less than three zhang away from Zhou Wannian.

It didn't show any hostility. On the contrary, after approaching Zhou Wannian, the ancient and desolate aura about it became much softer, like a traveler who had trudged through wind and snow for a long time finally finding a warm hearth to shelter from the storm.

The primordial Dao embryo lowered its head slightly and performed an extremely ancient Daoist bow representing supreme respect.

A hint of human-like relief and respect was added to the primordial Dao embryo's voice as it transmitted its intent: "My name is 'Yuan.' I am the 'Spirit of Origin' left behind by the former Primal Creator Dominator, who gathered all the unpolluted pure Origin and a sliver of hope before this Major Thousand Multiverse cluster faced that irreversible catastrophe of extinction."

It raised its head, its gaze meeting Zhou Wannian's once more, revealing a desolation that had seen through the ages.

The Spirit of Origin continued its narration: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, though you call yourself a passerby, the fact that you can stand here, break through the Tai Xuan Sword Venerable's gatekeeping sword, and awaken me with the foundation of your own perfect Major Thousand World proves you are no ordinary person. I have slumbered here for countless chaos epochs, thinking this world had long since been completely destroyed under the dual encroachment of the Void Plunderers and the Absolute Truth Realm. I thought my awakening would face an absolute, silent abyss. I never expected to encounter a supreme existence like you, whom the former Dominator called a 'Perfect Variable.'"

Hearing the words "Perfect Variable," Zhou Wannian's long, fair fingers rubbed slightly within his sleeve, and a glint of great interest flashed deep in his eyes.

Zhou Wannian asked in a steady tone, "Perfect Variable? It seems your Primal Creator Dominator was quite the diviner back then. Since you're awake, why don't you tell me in detail? What exactly happened back then to this Primal Source Palace, that Boundary Ruins Sea outside occupied by void creatures, and that high tower full of rigid rules? Since you had the ability to leave behind such a foundation, why did you end up falling apart with your epoch destroyed?"

Hearing Zhou Wannian's question, a trace of undeniable sorrow flowed within the Spirit of Origin's Chaos eyes. It turned around, facing the vast Origin Immortal Pond, its galaxy-like long hair fluttering gently in the breeze.

The Spirit of Origin's voice became incredibly deep, as if chanting an ancient and tragic epic, as it slowly narrated through intent: "Back then, this Major Thousand Multiverse cluster, under the leadership of the Primal Creator Dominator, saw all Laws flourish and all races prosper. The place where we resided was called the 'Source Realm,' the absolute hub that maintained the operation of all lower Universes."

It reached out a jade-like finger, pointing into the void, and ancient scrolls condensed from pure Laws slowly unfurled in mid-air.

The Spirit of Origin continued its explanation: "However, this extreme prosperity drew the gaze of those higher-dimensional, more greedy predators from the depths of the Great Primordial Void. The first to descend were the Void Plunderers, a group devoid of reason, knowing only to devour all life and matter. Like a plague of locusts, they instantaneously destroyed hundreds of millions of flourishing Universes on the periphery. But if it had only been the Void Plunderers, the Primal Dominator's power would have been enough to suppress them. What truly caused the complete destruction of this world was the subsequent large-scale invasion by the 'Absolute Truth Realm'."

In the images, countless cold, pure white geometric shapes descended. Those Axiom Arbitrator ruthlessly erased all variables and life within the Source Realm.

A trace of anger and helplessness entered the voice of the Spirit of Origin: "The Absolute Truth Realm is an extreme tumor that attempts to bring the entire endless dimensions into its rigid mathematical model. They believe that our Source Realm's system of immortal cultivation, which encourages the free evolution of all things and is full of infinite variables, is the Universe's greatest loophole. They deployed their ultimate 'Logic Formatting' weapon, directly tampering with the underlying Heavenly Dao code of our world from a conceptual level."

It turned its head and looked at Zhou Wannian.

The Spirit of Origin sighed: "In that world-ending war, to block the dimensional reduction strike, the Primal Dominator resolutely burned his own Creation Dao Fruit to perish together with the ultimate mainframe of the Absolute Truth Realm, causing that region to turn into the rigid, pure white cage it is today. Meanwhile, Tai Xuan Sword Venerable and a host of peerless Sword Cultivator Immortal Emperors fought to their last drop of blood by the shore of the Boundary Ruins Sea to cover the Dominator's actions, eventually transforming into the Nine Nether Underworld Locks and the Sword Pavilion remnant souls that guard the Primal Source Palace. As for those outside who call themselves gods, they are merely despicable traitors who stole a sliver of the broken Heavenly Dao authority after the Dominator's fall, attempting to drag out their pathetic lives."

The image finally froze on that Chaos Dao Lotus that was about to close.

The Spirit of Origin gazed at Zhou Wannian and said solemnly through its intent: "Before his fall, the Dominator exhausted his last shred of clarity to condense the purest creation origin of this Universe into me and sealed me here. He once prophesied that after endless ages, when the established logic completely collapses and the old Karma can no longer be sustained, a 'Perfect Variable' who belongs to no dimension and is perfectly self-consistent will surely descend. Only such an existence can ignore the dimensional reduction erasure of the Absolute Truth Realm and truly break the dark dead end in the depths of the Great Primordial Void. Fellow Daoist Zhou, you are the person in the Dominator's prophecy."

Having finished listening to this magnificent yet endlessly sorrowful ancient secret...

Zhou Wannian still stood quietly in place. He did not feel his blood boiling because he had been given some title of "Perfect Variable" to save the world, nor did he show excessive fanatical worship for the Primal Dominator's sacrifice.

On his handsome and easygoing face, there still hung that extreme relaxation and indifference of one who had seen through all the ups and downs of the world.

Zhou Wannian casually brushed the sleeves of his green robe. His tone was steady, carrying a few points of mercilessly sharp commentary as he spoke faintly: "To pin hope on a sleeping egg, even at the cost of everyone's lives just to stall for time, is in itself an act of incompetence and escaping reality. Your Primal Dominator had commendable courage, but in his deduction of the Great Dao, he went astray. The true Great Dao is never about lingering on in compromise, but about powerful reshaping amidst destruction, establishing one's absolute self within the disordered Chaos."

He slightly lifted his chin, his eyes deep as an ancient well looking directly at the Spirit of Origin.

Zhou Wannian's expression was calm, his tone carrying a supreme dominance as if his words were Law, as he continued: "I didn't come here to fulfill some Dominator's last wish, nor did I come to be some savior of your Universe. I just happened to clean up some eyesore trash and smash a few boring cages while on a stroll. Since your era has already ended, then let it cleanly scatter with the wind."

If these rebellious words—which could even be called extremely disrespectful to the Primal Dominator—were heard by the remaining old gods outside, they would surely be horrified and would even fight to the death to perish along with Zhou Wannian.

But after hearing these words, the Spirit of Origin not only showed no anger or hostility, but an unprecedentedly brilliant light erupted from its Chaos divine eyes. It was as if it heard, within Zhou Wannian's domineering words, an ultimate truth that was even more profound and countless times purer than that of the former Primal Dominator.

An extremely relieved and pure, beautiful smile bloomed on the flawless face of the Spirit of Origin.

It did not argue, but instead bowed deeply to Zhou Wannian with extreme submissiveness.

The Spirit of Origin sent a grateful message through its intent: "Fellow Daoist Zhou's words hit the mark and are truly enlightening. We, the people of the old days, were indeed blinded by past glory and fell into a dead end. The old era has indeed ended, and this Primal Source Palace has also lost its meaning for continuing to exist. As the last Origin spirit of this world, having seen a truly transcendent Major Thousand World like yours, this long wait can be considered to have found its most perfect end."

It slowly straightened up, hands folded over its chest, as layers of extremely pure nine-colored Origin halos, free of any karmic Impurities, began to emerge on the surface of its body.

The Spirit of Origin gazed at Zhou Wannian, its eyes filled with a decisiveness and piety like a moth to a flame.

The Spirit of Origin made a solemn request through its intent: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, although your inner universe has reached a state of perfect self-consistency, in order to keep moving forward in this vast and endless Great Primordial Void and explore more unknown high-dimensional Domains, the energy of a single person will inevitably fall short at times. Although I am the dregs of an old era, the purest creation origin and evolutionary logic of this Primal Universe contained within me, if integrated into your inner universe to become the 'Heavenly Dao Spirit' that maintains the Laws of your Major Thousand World, will surely allow your world to go a step further and reach an unprecedented supreme limit. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhou is willing to take in this homeless, lonely soul."

It was not requesting to be devoured, but was actively asking to merge into Zhou Wannian's world, giving up its independent personality and willingly becoming an auxiliary hub to help manage the Laws within Zhou Wannian's inner universe. For an Innate Dao Embryo that could have very likely become the Dominator of a multiverse, this was equivalent to completely giving up all dignity and future—it was the most extreme form of submission.

Faced with this extremely abrupt yet sincere request of fealty from the Spirit of Origin...

Zhou Wannian did not show any wild joy from being flattered. He still maintained that relaxed posture with hands behind his back, his deep gaze quietly sizing up the Spirit of Origin, who was radiating nine-colored halos.

He knew the other party was right. As his inner universe continued to expand, the system of Laws became increasingly massive and complex. Although the Great Five Elements Illusory World Art was perfectly self-consistent, if he had to personally manage every tiny tide and every stellar evolution of the inner universe, it would indeed consume a lot of the leisure time he used for "strolling."

If there were an absolutely loyal "Heavenly Dao Spirit" with extremely high primal evolutionary logic to act as a housekeeper and help him manage the logistics, it would undoubtedly be an extremely convenient thing.

A faint smile, carrying a hint of taking it for granted, appeared on Zhou Wannian's handsome and easygoing face.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, as if he were recruiting a clever young servant, as he spoke casually: "Since you, little fellow, have lowered yourself so much and insist on being a housekeeper for me, I've always disliked refusing kindness that comes to my door. Very well, the material of your ancient Dao embryo is also barely worthy of the threshold of my world. Since your broken home is gone, in the future, work hard in my Universe."

Hearing Zhou Wannian's blunt acceptance, which even compared the grand Spirit of Origin to a housekeeper, the Spirit of Origin did not feel insulted but instead emitted an extremely joyful, ethereal chirp of intent.

"Thank you, Master, for fulfilling my wish."

The Spirit of Origin bowed deeply to Zhou Wannian.

Then, its flawless body atop this Primal Altar suddenly transformed into a mass of "Grandmist Source Seed" that displayed nine-colored glazed light, radiating endless creation life and primal evolutionary mysteries.

This source seed had no offensive power; it represented the last and purest hope and Legacy of this once extremely prosperous Major Thousand multiverse cluster.

The source seed spun in the air, seemingly bidding a final farewell to this Primordial Immortal Realm that had nurtured it for countless epochs. Immediately following that, it turned into a brilliant nine-colored stream of light and, with an air of no turning back, flew directly into the center of Zhou Wannian's brow.

"Boom."

With the integration of this Grandmist Source Seed, a terrifying roar like the creation of heaven and earth erupted deep within Zhou Wannian's Sea of Consciousness.

The Great Five Elements Illusory World Art began to operate within his body at an unprecedentedly violent speed.

Above the vast firmament of the inner universe, a huge golden crack suddenly opened. That nine-colored glazed Grandmist Source Seed fell directly into the core depths of the inner universe, completely merging with that towering chaos jianmu.

An incredible scene of world evolution played out shockingly within Zhou Wannian's inner universe.

The size of the chaos jianmu instantly exploded by billions of feet, its branches and leaves directly piercing through the boundaries of the void and spreading to every corner of the inner universe. At the highest point of the jianmu, a crystal-clear nine-colored fruit grew, and the phantom of the Spirit of Origin sat within the fruit like a deity, beginning to sort through the sea of Law threads within the inner universe with extreme efficiency and precision.

On the thick and boundless grandmist mother earth continent, mountains began to rise on their own, and Spiritual Veins began to gestate autonomously; within the great sea true water, countless phantoms of ancient aquatic races containing the pure Origin of water evolved automatically; the ore veins constructed of primal geng metal divine iron began to spew out extremely regular order sword Formations, automatically defending the boundaries of the inner universe; the ghost fires of the nine nether earth core lotus transformed into miniature suns, evenly distributed in the starry sky of the inner universe, providing inexhaustible light and heat.

The river of time composed of one hundred and eight sets of time dao patterns became wider and smoother under the sorting of the Spirit of Origin. The boundaries of past, present, and future were completely opened, forming a truly perfect, unchanging absolute eternal closed loop.

With the addition of this Grandmist Source Seed, Zhou Wannian's inner universe completed an ultimate leap from quantitative change to qualitative change. Now, every movement of his was no longer just mobilizing Laws, but directly mobilizing the actual physical mass of an entire perfect Universe.

Zhou Wannian stood quietly on the altar, eyes slightly closed, feeling the earth-shaking yet completely controlled terrifying power within his body. His washed-out green robe seemed, at this moment, to have become the most inviolable supreme battle robe in all the heavens and worlds.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes. The light in those deep eyes had become even more vast than the river of starlight.

Zhou Wannian clapped his hands in satisfaction and whispered to himself in an easygoing tone: "The housekeeper is in place, and the internal work has become quite orderly. This trip to the Boundary Ruins Sea wasn't in vain."

With the departure of the Spirit of Origin...

This Primal Source Palace, which had been frozen for countless chaos epochs, finally completed its final historical mission.

Without the support of the Origin, the dreamlike nine-colored glazed firmament, the towering and magnificent floating immortal islands, and that vast Origin immortal pond began to become illusory and transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."

An extremely faint sound of dissipation rang out in the void.

The entire Primal Source Palace, along with that deep blue Boundary Ruins Sea outside, turned into a sky full of dancing void light points at this moment, slowly rising and scattering toward that endless high-dimensional firmament.

This was a grand yet peaceful end of a world. There was no sadness, no screams, only a complete liberation after fulfilling its destiny.

Zhou Wannian stood with his hands behind his back on that gradually dissipating white jade altar, his green robe fluttering in the rain of light. He did not try to hold onto these fading scenes of the old era; his gaze was calm and deep as it turned toward the ultimate Primordial Abyss that was gradually being revealed as the Primal Source Palace dissipated—a place with no starlight, no matter, only pure "unknown."

He knew that there was the true core of the Great Primordial Void, an ultimate lawless land where all rules and dimensions no longer applied.

A faint, leisurely smile, full of endless composure and dominance, curled at the corner of Zhou Wannian's mouth.

Zhou Wannian lifted his right foot in an extremely ordinary manner and, facing that absolutely unknown Primordial Abyss, took a step forward without hesitation.

Zhou Wannian said in a steady tone: "The old chapter has been finished. This truly pitch-black place might just provide some new fun for a person like me on a stroll."