A moment later, she summoned the Primordial Orb from her Golden Core and, with a flicker of thought, entered into it.
The space within the Primordial Orb was vast and boundless, filled with undeveloped mountains and wild ridges that exuded a primal, chaotic energy.
Flying through the air with Sword Control, she could see no signs of life anywhere.
The landscape was desolate; the endless expanse of yellow earth cracked inch by inch under the erosion of wind and sand.
"Master, once you've mastered the laws of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, you'll be able to create a new world within the Orb," Shibao transmitted to Lin Qingluo's ears with clarity.
The laws of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, huh?
Lin Qingluo flew through the sandstorm with her Sword Flight, silently reciting the Profound Principle of Wind.
