The Heavenly Mystery Realm, the core area.
—Return to the Ruins.
The world tree, towering ten thousand feet tall, rose from the ground at the core of the Guixu Forbidden Land.
On the canopy of trees that blocks out the sky.
Each leaf exudes a rich, primordial energy.
Gu Xuan stood in mid-air.
His robes fluttered without wind, and his eyes reflected the divine tree that connected heaven and earth!
"Finally...it's finished."
Gu Xuan spoke softly, yet his voice resounded throughout the entire Tianxuan Realm like a great bell.
I heard that sound.
Many cultivators in the Heavenly Profound Realm stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.
One by one, people couldn't help but show puzzled expressions. That voice... it sounded like Gu Xuan, the number one immortal in the Heavenly Profound Realm.
So, what's finally finished?!
While the cultivators of the Heavenly Profound Realm were filled with doubt.
As Gu Xuan finished speaking.
The roots of the World Tree, like living things, burrowed deep into the black pit.
The spatial turbulence that had been permeating the Guixu Forbidden Land instantly froze, and then shattered like a mirror.
For the first time, sunlight pierced through the perpetual fog and shone fully onto this desolate land.
"boom--"
The earth trembled, and countless streams of chaotic energy surged forth from the roots of the World Tree.
Like thousands of giant dragons roaming between heaven and earth.
Gu Xuan formed a hand seal.
His body radiated a dazzling nine-colored divine light, each ray containing supreme power of law.
Immediately afterward, without a word, Gu Xuan shot straight up into the sky like a rocket rising from the ground—
At the same time, his voice was as loud as a bell.
It resounded throughout the Tianxuan world again!
"Today, I unite with the Dao to help the Heavenly Profound Realm break free from its cocoon and return to its peak!"
This moment.
All the cultivators in the Heavenly Profound Realm heard this clearly and showed expressions of shock!
Digging a trench, to unite oneself with the Dao?
And their Heavenly Profound Realm, could they be anything but simple?!
......
There are two sides to this story.
As Gu Xuan soared into the sky, his figure gradually blurred, transforming into countless points of light that merged into the heavens and earth.
This moment.
He is the Great Dao, and the Great Dao is him.
All the cultivators in the Tianxuan Realm felt a jolt in their hearts, as if an invisible eye was watching over all living beings.
The Central Region, the Primordial Holy Land.
The Primordial Ancestor, who was in seclusion, suddenly opened his cloudy eyes.
The next second, two tangible sword lights shot out from his eyes, slicing two bottomless ravines into the secluded stone chamber.
"This is...the manifestation of the Great Dao?!"
The old man, who had been stuck at the peak of the Earthly Immortal Realm for tens of thousands of years, trembled all over, and his gray beard moved without wind.
He suddenly rushed out of his secluded cultivation place, only to see that the entire sky above the Taichu Mountain Range was already shrouded in extremely beautiful seven-colored rays of light.
"Ancestor! You've broken through?"
The current sect leader of the Primordial Holy Land arrived from the sky, but was horrified when he saw the face of the ancestor—tears were rolling down that wrinkled face.
"It's not that this old man has broken through..."
The Sword Sect's patriarch looked up at the sky, his voice choked with emotion, "The entire Heavenly Profound Realm is about to break through!"
Before the words were finished,
The misty air poured down like a celestial river.
The 100,000 disciples of the Primordial Holy Land exclaimed in surprise at the same time. Some reached out to touch the seemingly soft mist, but were struck as if by lightning the moment they touched it.
"My bottleneck...is broken!"
"This spiritual mist contains a complete understanding of the laws!"
The next moment.
Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.
A powerful disciple in the outer realm stood frozen in place, watching helplessly as his spiritual power surged wildly, breaking through the barrier of the Spirit Transformation Realm in the blink of an eye.
Even more astonishingly, he saw a sword path leading to the heavens unfold before his eyes in a daze.
The sword techniques that were once obscure and difficult to understand are now as clear as the lines on your palm.
The Central Region is a sacred site of Western religions.
Mount Sumeru
Golden Buddha light and seven-colored spiritual mist intertwined in mid-air, forming a magnificent light curtain.
Three thousand Arhats sat cross-legged in the temple at the same time chanting sutras, their chanting resounding through the heavens.
Suddenly, the prayer beads in the hands of the abbot, Master Xuanku, broke, and the 108 Bodhi seeds floated in the air, each reflecting a different pattern of the Great Dao.
"Amitabha..."
Master Xuanku clasped his hands together, and a golden Dharma image, hundreds of feet tall, appeared behind him.
"Heaven bestows blessings, and all beings are equal."
"Today, there shall be an aura of ten thousand Buddhas paying homage!"
The temple bell tolled on its own, and an ancient bell that had been silent for a thousand years suddenly radiated Buddhist light. The swastika pattern on the bell came to life and wandered in the spiritual mist.
Dozens of old monks who were stuck at the Great Emperor realm broke through at the same time, and golden wheels of merit appeared behind their heads.
Central Region, Purple Mansion Sacred Land.
Amidst the swirling snowflakes, the current sect leader, Leng Yueli, stood atop the glacier, clad in white.
She reached out and caught a piece of drifting spiritual mist, which transformed into a drop of crystal liquid in her palm.
"Is this... the origin of the world?"
Her red lips parted slightly, and before she could even react, the spiritual energy within her body began to boil uncontrollably.
The bottleneck of the Great Emperor Realm, which had been stagnant for a thousand years, shattered with a roar, and a pillar of light shot into the sky from the top of her head!
Inside the sacred ground, all the disciples saw the pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth.
The Grand Elder's ice crystal scepter shattered with a "crack," and he exclaimed in disbelief, "The Sect Master has broken through to the Remnant Immortal Realm?!"
But what was even more shocking was yet to come—the pillar of light had not dissipated, and Leng Yueli's aura continued to rise steadily.
The journey progressed from the early to the middle stages of the Remnant Immortal Realm, until it gradually came to a halt at the peak of the Remnant Immortal Realm.
This female sect leader, who was always as cold as ice.
At this moment, she was crying with tears streaming down her face, looking incredibly pitiful!
Because she clearly sensed that the cold poison curse that had plagued her for thousands of years was dissolving in the spiritual mist!
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