Deep within the Chaos Sea lay a place where all laws were forbidden. Li Wuyang held the Blade of Fate Severing, feeling the surging power of Grand Unity within him, perfectly attuned to the Dao treasure. His heart swelled with heroic fervor. This refinement had not only produced a supreme treasure, but also granted him an unprecedentedly profound understanding of chaos, reincarnation, and even the true meaning of "fate severing." His cultivation had stabilized at the peak early stage Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and his combat strength rivaled that of the middle stage. He was no longer the ignorant man he had once been; he now truly possessed the confidence to enter the Primordial World's game of chess.
"Tut, tut. Look at you, getting carried away just because you've got yourself an axe?" Primordial Father remained as lazy as ever, sitting on a chunk of chaotic stone with one leg crossed over the other and an unknown spiritual herb between his teeth. Yet a trace of satisfaction hid deep within his eyes. "A Dao treasure may be complete, but it is still an external object. Your own Dao cultivation is the foundation. The waters of the Primordial World run deep. Don't think having a sharp weapon means you can swagger around unhindered."
Xuan Jing stood to one side. Her cool eyes swept over Li Wuyang, and she gave a faint nod, acknowledging his progress. She played with that wisp of Primordial Beginning Qi in her hand, her aura growing ever deeper and more ethereal. She seemed to be digesting the gains from their trip to the market ruins as well, especially the memories stirred by the Moon God's Tear and the coordinates of the Reincarnation Pool.
"Father's lesson is right," Li Wuyang said respectfully, collecting his thoughts. He knew