"World Spirit..."
Zhou suddenly shouted.
The next moment, a blurry shadow appeared out of thin air in the thatched hut.
"Master!"
The voice was somewhat childish, like that of a seven or eight-year-old child.
Although the Primordial Realm has been born many years ago, the growth of a World Spirit is not calculated according to human time.
Zhou once estimated that it would take at least about a hundred thousand years for the World Spirit of the Primordial Realm to mature.
"Can you sense the coordinates of the Primordial Realm?"
Zhou looked at it, his eyes full of anticipation.
"No!"
The World Spirit shook its head, "It has just emerged, it seems to still be in slumber, too weak for me to sense."
Upon hearing this, Zhou showed disappointment, but he was still unwilling to give up and continued to ask, "Is there any way to find it?"
"It's difficult. Although we were born at the same time, our rules are completely different."
