Law Embodies Spirit

As the four sects gathered at Sacred Spring Peak, countless immortals had already arrived below it. These immortals had originally come for the treasures within Treasure Springs, but when they learned that five Saints would be discussing the Dao atop Sacred Spring Peak, they were delighted rather than worried and simply remained below the peak.

For Rogue Cultivators, being able to observe Saints discussing the Dao was undoubtedly an opportunity to defy fate and change their lives. What were mere treasures worth? Treasures offered only temporary benefits, while hearing the wondrous voices of Saints would benefit them without end.

The Plant Spirit Race immortals possessed "exclusive intelligence" and had seized a good spot early, arriving at the mountain closest to Sacred Spring Peak. At any moment, they stood ready to receive the auspicious blessings descending from the heavens and accept the Saints' favor.

This was an opportunity Meng Chen had secured for them, and they treasured it beyond measure.

At the gathering, the Saints began exchanging greetings.

The greetings here were ceremonial greetings, not the sort that involved asking after someone's parents, much less sarcastic verbal sparring. Saints had conflicts, but no hatred or grudges.

The struggles between Saints were for expanding their lineages and verifying their cultivation. Saints could afford to win, and they could afford to lose.

"Since our parting at Purple Cloud Palace, we have not met for several hundred Yuanhuis. You two junior brothers have been organizing the Earth Veins in the Western lands, protecting the living beings of one region, and guiding all living beings to salvation. It is truly admirable."

"We would not dare! Eldest Senior Brother established the Teaching of Humanity, created the Golden Core Great Dao, and enlightened an entire race. That is what we should learn from."

The Saints' small talk was quite ordinary, but their realms were far too high. Every word could trigger an echo from the Great Dao, as though it would be engraved into the laws of heaven and earth and become an immutable decree.

When two or more Saints met, their words caused even greater resonance with the Great Dao. Countless Great Daos and principles of law emerged from the void for all to comprehend.

"Quick, focus and comprehend these Dao traces. This is an opportunity Immortal Lord secured for us. No one is allowed to slack off!"

The Blue Silver Grass Clan Chief sent his divine sense to every Plant Spirit Race immortal. Those immortals who were still distracted received a solid punch from the Blue Silver Grass Clan Chief.

The Plant Spirit Race immortals nodded one after another. Suppressing the excitement in their hearts, they began to comprehend.

"It is rare for us to gather today. Why not discuss the Dao and give these living beings of Kunlun Mountain an opportunity to hear the Saints' Great Dao? What do you two junior brothers think?"

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly and made the suggestion.

How could he not understand why Meng Chen had chosen Sacred Spring Peak as the venue? He was more than willing to support Meng Chen. Kunlun Mountain was a Saint's sacred ground, so it was necessary for Kunlun Mountain to flourish.

As the masters of Kunlun Mountain, when Kunlun Mountain prospered, its Calamity Fate would rise, and the Three Pure Ones themselves would gain enormous benefits.

"Since Senior Brother is in such high spirits, the two of us shall naturally comply!"

Sage Jieyin and Sage Zhunti had no objections. The Three Pure Ones had taken the initiative to ask them to spread the Western Esoteric Dharma; it was precisely what they wanted.

Because of Luo Hou, there was an enormous divide between the living beings of the Eastern Lands and those of the West. They were like fire and water, utterly incompatible. Otherwise, with two Saints in the West, why would Eastern living beings be unwilling to join the Western Church?

The true reason was that during the War of Dao and Demon, the living beings at the border between East and West had suffered the ravages of the demonic path. In their impressions, the West was a barbaric land, its soil filled with brutal, bloodthirsty demons.

And so, the boundless wondrous voices of Saints began to resound throughout heaven and earth.

The five Saints simultaneously revealed the Three Flowers on the Crown. With immeasurable magical power, they created worlds within the void and demonstrated the Great Dao. Dao diagrams and Dao sounds filled the void as the principles of the Great Dao unfolded, painting scene after scene.

Within those scenes were Supreme Goodness is Like Water, nourishing all things in silence; the Cause of All Fruits, the origin of all things; eras changing, the Way of Interception; Enlightenment in a Dream, Three Thousand Buddhist Kingdoms; Prajna Bodhi, the Eternal Kingdom...

Each of these Great Daos opened up a world, and all things and living beings within those worlds were practitioners of those Great Daos.

Every Saint's Dao was the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. These truths merged into all living beings and became rules and codes. All things and all Daos operated according to the Saints' Dao, unfolding life and death, partings and reunions, love and hatred, sorrow and joy.

Once the Saints began discussing the Dao, the disciples of the four sects and the immortals surrounding Sacred Spring Peak fell into an ocean of the Great Dao. Never before had they been so close to the Dao, and they felt an unprecedented joy.

Meng Chen, however, did not lose himself in it. His state of mind was incomparably clear. A Saint's Dao belonged to the Saint, not to him.

He had taken Yuanshi Tianzun as his master to learn Yuanshi Tianzun's methods, not Yuanshi Tianzun's Dao. He cultivated the Primordial Nine Seals to stand upon the shoulders of a giant.

He could use a Saint's Dao to build his foundation, but he would not treat a Saint's Dao as his own Dao.

The Saints' worlds reflected the myriad realms and all living beings. Between those worlds, Meng Chen saw countless versions of himself. Some were inactive and did not contend, some expounded the Great Dao of heaven and earth, and some killed in dreams...

Yet Meng Chen knew clearly that none of them was the real him.

He recalled everything from his past, analyzing his life and searching for the deepest Dao heart within himself. Wasn't the so-called Dao simply what one desired most?

Wealth was something everyone wanted, but he already possessed inexhaustible resources.

Power was indeed a fine thing. He was the Chan Sect's first disciple and the future Teaching Sect Master. He did not lack power.

Beauty? He did not need it. Looking for women in the Primordial World was no different from seeking death. Duke of the East, Di Jun, Haotian the Great, and Di Xin had all fallen because of women. Meng Chen wanted to live a little longer.

What he truly wanted was strength. Strength that would let him roam the myriad realms and act without restraint.

Upon realizing this, the world before Meng Chen changed. He saw countless techniques and divine abilities. These techniques and divine abilities transformed into divine spirits and holy spirits, descending into the void and explaining to him the true essence of divine abilities.

"So this is my Dao."

Meng Chen closed his eyes and formed seals with both hands. Seal arts emerged within his body—none other than the Primordial Nine Seals. He condensed his will and used his own Dao heart to imbue the Primordial Nine Seals.

He wanted to turn the Primordial Nine Seals into divine abilities that belonged to him.

He no longer pursued the cultivation of the divine abilities themselves. Instead, he integrated his will into them and allowed the divine abilities to evolve naturally.

Under his intent, the Primordial Nine Seals gradually transformed into divine ability runes, then into specks of spiritual light. The spiritual light flickered, and a trace of life was born within the divine abilities, as though they had attained the Dao and were about to take human form.

Boom!

The Primordial Nine Seals evolved to their ultimate limit, becoming figures of Meng Chen one after another. Each Meng Chen radiated suffocating fluctuations of magical power.

If Meng Chen attacked now, it would be equivalent to ten versions of himself attacking at once. His combat power had increased ninefold.

Naturally, Meng Chen's transformation could not escape the notice of the Saints. Sage Jieyin gave Meng Chen a surprised look and could not help but praise him. "Senior Brother Yuanshi is truly blessed. This child has actually comprehended the principle that Law Embodies Spirit. Your Chan Sect has a worthy successor!"