Chapter 1489: A Cthulhu-Style World

This time, no one would come to stop him from setting up the sealing array.

With his sealing array in place, the dark, chaotic qi would find it far from easy to seep through.

After finishing this, Luo Fu directed his Legendary Split-Self projection to look once more at Ancestor Hongjun:

"Is there anything else you need to entrust to me? If not, I'll be leaving now."

"There is nothing else," Ancestor Hongjun shook his head. "The Sealing Gate is the only hazard I cannot handle myself; all other matters, I can manage."

Ancestor Hongjun shook his head and said.

With his strength, he could handle most matters himself, without needing to trouble Luo Fu.

As the one who wielded the Dao of Heaven, he remained the strongest in the Primordial World.

At least for now, Luo Fu's power still fell short of his.

Had the dark, chaotic qi in the high-dimensional space not been so unusual, Ancestor Hongjun could have handled it himself, without relying on Luo Fu.

"If that's the case, then I'll be going. I hope you fulfill all the promises you made to me."

As he spoke, Luo Fu began to disperse the Legendary Split-Self projection.

The moment he finished speaking, the image of the Legendary Split-Self projection vanished entirely.

"I never expected the Primordial World's secret to be this—truly beyond my expectations."

As his consciousness returned to his true body, Luo Fu gazed at the Primordial World nearby and murmured with deep reflection.

He had never imagined the Primordial World's secret was world invasion.

He had assumed the secret would be a Secret Realm or some kind of opportunity.

But in the end, there was no Secret Realm, no opportunity—only danger.

"Still, having witnessed a Cthulhu-style world isn't without its gains."

Of the Primordial World's secret, what Luo Fu found most satisfying was having seen firsthand a Cthulhu-style world.

He now clearly understood what madness, distortion, and corruption truly meant.

Compared to the Cthulhu world, the corruption of the Blood Sea of the Netherworld was nothing at all.

"A whole world is no small gain—if used well, perhaps I can create another split-self."

Thinking of the nature of the Mythic Celestial Immortal, Luo Fu began to take a slight interest in the Cthulhu world.

Yet for now, Luo Fu still lacked sufficient understanding of the Cthulhu world and had no intention of delving in yet.

The Cthulhu world was no ordinary realm—even Luo Fu could not guarantee he would face no danger entering it.

Such strange worlds were infamous for defying logic; they could not be judged by ordinary reasoning.

"The affairs of the Primordial World are nearly settled. Next, I should thoroughly study the nature of the Mythic Celestial Immortal."

After resolving the affairs of the Primordial World, Luo Fu could not help but exhale in relief.

Luo Fu still held the Primordial World in high regard.

With matters now properly handled, he could at least rest easy for now.

In these recent interventions, Luo Fu had acted solely through his Legendary Split-Self projection, which gave him new thoughts regarding the anchors of the Time River.

Splash!

The Time River manifested, and Luo Fu's entire being merged directly into it.

Linking his consciousness to the anchors of the Time River, he quickly sensed the anchor he occupied.

"I always felt the nature of the Mythic Celestial Immortal isn't so simple—if the Time River's anchors can be expanded, and are not limited to past or future, does that mean they can also be extended backward?"