Kong Xuan transmigrated into the Primordial World.
He became the first peacock in the Primordial World, Kong Xuan, before it had even been born.
Thinking of Kong Xuan's eventual fate, Kong Xuan felt a chill run through him.
"I'm the child of the Phoenix Ancestor, with a noble status and formidable strength, the greatest beneath the Saints."
"And I end up being ridden by a monk??"
Luckily, he had a divine talent that let him copy anything.
"If I don't copy a few strands of Primordial Violet Qi, this divine talent of mine will have gone to waste!"
Magic treasures, divine abilities, bring them all on.
"I won't be ridden by a monk. I'll ride the monk instead!!!"
Duobao: "Senior Brother, which one of us is actually Duobao...?"
But only after comprehending the Primordial Violet Qi and becoming a Saint did he discover that the Primordial World was far more complicated than the myths and legends claimed.
Myths are only myths. You have to experience things firsthand to know the truth.
People are born, grow old, get sick, and die. Worlds, too, are formed, endure, decay, and vanish.
When people die, they become ghosts. But what happens to a world...?