Emperor Tri-Moa felt a vague sense of daze, as if he had returned to the time before the ancient tribulations arrived.
"If we can thrive here, it would indeed be a blessing."
"Though it may not last forever, it's still a temporary paradise."
"Moreover, as long as there is enough Primordial Essence, even if one day this place becomes uninhabitable, we can seek another location."
Emperor Tri-Moa thought to himself silently.
...
Within the Heavenly Pillar Space.
Li Buren stood with a solemn expression, eyes closed. He served as the bridge connecting his true self with Lord Guardian Hill's illusory projection's power.
As a form of energy capable of supporting possibilities, the grade of Primordial Essence must be exceptionally high. Creating an entire mask full of it was by no means an easy task.
Even Li Fan, as he is now, found it somewhat challenging.
Thus, external assistance was required.
