Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

Meanwhile, in the primordial world, things changed as Xuanbao traveled to the Chaos.

The reason is quite simple: although Xuanbao used the World Tree to devour those three Great Thousand Worlds, during the process of devouring them, some fragments of the worlds and the fragments of the laws of those Great Thousand Worlds inevitably fell onto the Primordial World.

But soon, people started to realize that something was wrong.

First, there's the concentration of primordial spiritual energy. In just a few decades, the concentration of primordial spiritual energy has increased by a full 20%! This 20% may not sound like much, but for cultivators in the primordial world, it's an incredible increase. You have to understand that the primordial world is so vast that its spiritual energy concentration, after the several great wars, is completely incomparable to what it was at the beginning of creation; it has never seen such a significant increase.

Secondly, there was the manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth. The previously obscure and difficult-to-understand trajectory of the Great Dao has now become much clearer. Many cultivators who had been stuck at their bottlenecks for many years suddenly found themselves able to touch upon the previously unattainable mysteries of the laws. In an instant, news of breakthroughs spread throughout the prehistoric world, and the number of Great Luo Golden Immortals sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

But what truly shook the entire primordial world was something those quasi-saints discovered—

There is still a possibility of advancement in the primordial world!

When Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor, preached in Zixiao Palace, he said that the primordial world could only accommodate a maximum of nine saints. This statement was like an invisible ceiling, pressing down on the heads of every quasi-saint. No matter how talented or how diligently you cultivated, once those nine saintly positions were filled, you would never be able to take that final step.

This is why, although quasi-saints were everywhere in the prehistoric world, few people pursued the position of saint—because they knew it would be futile.

But now, things are different.

The Primordial World absorbed the fragments of laws from the three Great Thousand Worlds, replenishing its origin and causing subtle changes in the Heavenly Dao. Those old monsters, stuck at the peak of Quasi-Saint for countless millennia, suddenly sensed—a crack seemed to have appeared in the ceiling!

Although it was just a tiny crack, it was a huge hope for them!

Thus, an unprecedented "world hunting" craze quietly arose in the wilderness.

The first to act was a veteran Quasi-Saint from the Eastern Wilderness—Cangwu Daoist.

The Cangwu Daoist rose to fame in ancient times, having discussed Dao with the Three Pure Ones, possessing profound seniority. However, he was unlucky; whenever a holy position became vacant, someone always beat him to it. First, the Three Pure Ones attained enlightenment, then Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti, and later Houtu incarnated as Reincarnation… By the time he realized it, the holy positions in the primordial world were practically all gone.

Daoist Cangwu had been troubled by this for countless eons, but he could only accept his fate. Until that day, when he felt the surge of primordial spiritual energy and the loosening of the Heavenly Dao, his long-dormant heart was rekindled.

"The throne...there's still a chance!"

Daoist Cangwu immediately emerged from seclusion and gathered a group of like-minded Quasi-Saint friends to discuss countermeasures. Most of these people were veteran powerhouses who had survived from ancient times, with cultivation levels around the late Quasi-Saint stage, but they were suffocating under the pressure of the Saintly realm ceiling. Now, seeing a glimmer of hope, they were all eager to rush into the Chaos and make a big splash.

But the question is—how do we do it?

They definitely couldn't handle the Great Thousand Worlds. Those were tough nuts to crack, even the Chaos Demons needed a group to take them down. A group of Quasi-Saints rushing in would probably not even be able to break through their world barriers. But the Lesser and Middle Thousand Worlds were different. Although these Lesser Worlds also had their own world will, its strength was far inferior to that of the Great Thousand Worlds. With the strength of Quasi-Saints, they were fully capable of capturing them.

The key lies in how to give back the captured world to the primordial world.

At this time, a formation master named "Xuanjizi" proposed a bold plan—to construct a "Myriad Realms Returning to the Flow Formation" based on the primordial world. The principle of this formation is simple: to refine the captured small worlds into the purest primordial energy, and then to introduce it into the primordial world through the formation, thereby promoting the advancement of the primordial world.

As the primordial world advances to a higher level, the Heavenly Dao's capacity to bear will increase, and the number of Saintly positions will naturally increase accordingly.

"Brilliant!" Daoist Cangwu slapped his thigh. "In this way, we can not only contribute to the prehistoric world, but also strive for sainthood for ourselves! A win-win situation!"

"But there's a problem." Xuanjizi stroked his beard, his face showing difficulty. "The construction of this grand formation requires a massive amount of resources, especially the core of the formation, which needs at least one innate treasure as a suppressing object. If we all pool our resources, I'm afraid..."

"A supreme innate treasure?" Daoist Cangwu frowned, then gritted his teeth. "I have one! My 'Cangwu Sword,' although only a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, is only a step away from being a supreme treasure. If I use it as the core of the formation, it should be enough."

"Excellent!" Xuanjizi's eyes lit up. "With Fellow Daoist Cangwu's sword suppressing the array's core, this matter can be accomplished!"

Thus began a grand "world hunting" movement.

The news spread quickly, and the entire prehistoric world was in an uproar.

The primordial world isn't just made up of these old monsters; among the myriad races of the primordial world, who doesn't have some hidden strength?

Those quasi-saints who had previously given up suddenly seemed to have been injected with adrenaline overnight. They formed small groups, creating hunting squads, and surged out of the primordial wilderness, heading towards the depths of chaos. Their target—the lesser and middle thousand worlds floating within the chaos!

Most of these small worlds were unclaimed or only inhabited by some weak native inhabitants. Faced with a group of ferocious quasi-saints from the primordial world, they were utterly powerless to resist. In just a few decades, hundreds of small worlds were captured and refined into primordial energy to be injected into the primordial world.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the primordial world has risen once again!

Those quasi-saints who participated in the hunt also gained immense benefits from this movement. Each time they refined a world, they could comprehend different fragments of laws. Although their cultivation levels didn't improve much, their combat power soared. More importantly, they could clearly sense that the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World was gradually strengthening, and they could even gain some merit from it.

Among them, the most proactive was Daoist Cangwu. He poured almost all his resources into the cause, personally leading a team deep into the Chaos, capturing more than a dozen minor worlds in succession. Each time he infused the world's essence into the primordial world, he could feel the feedback from the Heavenly Dao—a signal of closeness and recognition.

"Soon...soon..." Daoist Cangwu felt the surging magical power within him, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "As long as we keep hunting other worlds, the Primordial World will complete its ascension! At that time, the number of Saints will surely increase! I, Cangwu, will definitely be one of them!"

The only thing lacking now is time.

However, not everyone is happy about this grand event.

In the Heavenly Court, Haotian frowned as he watched the quasi-saints hunting wildly in the prehistoric world. Now that Xuanbao, the absentee manager, was gone, the management of the Heavenly Court had fallen on Haotian's shoulders.

"My lord, should we intervene?" Venus cautiously inquired.

Haotian was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "No need. They are contributing to the Primordial World. If I were to stop them, it would seem petty of me. However... send someone to keep an eye on them, so they don't cause any trouble."

"As you command."

Meanwhile, on the Western Vulture Peak, Amitabha Buddha and Cundi Bodhisattva were also watching this movement closely.

"Senior brother, look at those people..." Zhunti looked eastward, a complex look flashing in his eyes. "If they succeed, the prehistoric world will advance, the number of saints will increase, and our Western Sect will probably fall even further behind."

After a long silence, Jieyin sighed slowly, "Amitabha... This is the inevitable trend of the times, which cannot be stopped by human power. All we can do is try our best to strive for more fortune for the West."

Zhunti gritted his teeth: "How about... we send some people too?"

Jieyin glanced at him, and finally nodded: "Good."

Thus, Western religions also joined this "world hunt" frenzy.

Centuries later, when Xuanbao returned from the chaos with Tongtian Jiaozhu and Bailu, the scene before him left him speechless.

The spiritual energy concentration in the primordial world had increased by at least 70% compared to when they left! The clouds in the sky glowed with a faint spiritual light, the vegetation on the ground grew exceptionally lush, and even the air seemed sweeter. Even more astonishingly, a sweep of his divine sense revealed that the number of Quasi-Saints in the primordial world had more than doubled! Several others were already incredibly close to becoming Saints, just one step away!

"Holy crap?" Xuanbao rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things. "Did I go to the wrong place?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader was also completely bewildered: "Is...is this still the primordial world?"

Bai Lu remained calm. She closed her eyes and sensed for a moment, then opened them and said calmly, "The Primordial World has absorbed the origins of at least three hundred Lesser Thousand Worlds and more than twenty Middle Thousand Worlds, raising its world level by about half a level. At this rate, with a few hundred more Lesser Thousand Worlds, it will complete its first world advancement."

"Three hundred?!" Xuanbao's lips twitched. "We've only been gone for a hundred years, what are these people doing?"

Soon, Xuanbao learned the whole story.

It turns out that it was Daoist Cangwu who spearheaded the "Great Array of the Return of All Realms" and the "World Hunt" movement that swept across the entire prehistoric world. Now, Daoist Cangwu has become the spiritual leader in the prehistoric quasi-saint circle, with extremely high prestige.

After listening, Xuanbao remained silent for a moment, then let out a profound sigh:

"Good heavens, while I'm still out there working hard to conquer the vast world, these people are already doing world advancement at home?"

The Grand Master of Heaven laughed heartily, "Isn't this great! It saves you from working yourself to death all by yourself. Everyone working together is much more efficient!"

Xuanbao stroked his chin and nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm... In that case, I have an even bolder idea."

"What are your thoughts?"

Xuanbao grinned, a sly glint in his eyes: "Since they're so capable, why don't we hunt down the world together?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader and Bai Lu were both stunned.

"Are you insane?" The Tongtian Sect Leader's eyes widened. "Are the Great Thousand Worlds so easy to hunt? Not to mention their vastness and difficulty in finding anything, every Great Thousand World is the lair of a Chaos Demon God!"

Xuanbao stood in the sky, looking down at the vast, primordial land shrouded in spiritual energy, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

As a transmigrator, he understood one principle better than anyone else—a world without a path to advancement will inevitably decline and perish. Which of the ancient civilizations on Earth in his previous life didn't disintegrate due to irreconcilable internal conflicts? Although the primordial world is vast and boundless, if there are only nine saintly positions forever, the quasi-saints will see no hope, and sooner or later, chaos will ensue.

"Master," Xuanbao suddenly spoke, his tone unusually serious, "have you ever thought about this question?"

The Grand Master of Heaven was leaning against the railing, drinking, when he heard this and raised an eyebrow: "What's the problem?"

"How many disciples of the Earth Sect are stuck at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, with no hope of ever becoming a Quasi-Saint? And how many Quasi-Saints, whose talents are no less than those of the Three Pure Ones, are forced to waste their lives because they lack a Sainthood?"

Tongtian paused.

This question struck a chord with him. The Earth Sect had thousands of disciples, but only a handful truly reached the pinnacle. Those exceptionally talented disciples, such as Duobao, Jinling Shengmu, and Wudang Shengmu, were all remarkably gifted. Yet, after reaching the Quasi-Saint level, they made no further progress. It wasn't a lack of effort, but rather that the ceiling was there, impossible to break through no matter how hard they tried.

"You mean..." The Tongtian Sect Leader put down his wine cup, his gaze becoming profound.

"The advancement of the Primordial World cannot rely solely on those Quasi-Saints." Xuanbao turned around and faced the Tongtian Sect Master, saying each word clearly, "We need to establish a complete advancement system—from mortals to immortals, from immortals to Great Luo, from Great Luo to Quasi-Saints, from Quasi-Saints to Saints, there is a path to take at every step, and everyone can see hope."

"Only in this way can the primordial world truly prosper and flourish, instead of being like it is now—the nine holy positions are high above, and no matter how hard the people below try, they can only look up to them."

The Grand Master of Heaven remained silent for a long time, then slowly nodded: "So, what do you plan to do?"

Xuanbao grinned, "Take the initiative!"

"Take the initiative?" The Tongtian Sect Leader became interested.

"Master, don't rush." ​​Xuanbao put away the blueprints, a sly smile appearing on his face. "This matter can't be accomplished by us alone. We also need to persuade others—especially those veteran Quasi-Saints who are already hunting."

"After all, the chaos is simply too vast; even a sage would find it difficult to locate those worlds within it."

"you mean……"

"What they're doing now is just small-scale stuff. What I want to do is upgrade this 'World Hunt' into a movement that sweeps across the entire prehistoric world." Xuanbao's eyes gleamed. "I want to get every Quasi-Saint involved, to make them the driving force behind the prehistoric world's advancement, not just bystanders."

"When they discover that for every bit of power they contribute to the primordial world, the Heavenly Dao rewards them with merit, and their cultivation advances—do you think they will still slack off?"

The Grand Master of Heaven gasped, "Are you trying to tie the entire primordial world to your chariot?!"

"I didn't force them onto the bus," Xuanbao corrected. "They begged to get on the bus themselves."

Tongtian felt it was feasible tonight, and quickly said, "Let's go, let's find our eldest brother and second brother first, and discuss it."