After the flesh-incarnated, mutated white-bone coffin was crushed, the immense karmic waves surging along the Origin River seemed to have had their source mechanism severed, retreating to either side at tremendous speed.
With the Eye of All Heavens no longer barring and sealing the way, the Eternal Heavenly Palace's purple-gold dragon prow became a peerless long shuttle cleaving through chaos, crossing millions of miles in an instant amid collapsing precipices of the void. The scenery on either side of the hull utterly overturned ordinary cultivators' understanding of heaven, earth, and the Great Dao-the warp and weft of spacetime, originally woven from time and matter, had ceased to exist here. In their place, countless unnamed primordial laws floated in nothingness in their most primitive geometric forms. Those lines were pure enough to make the heart tremble, neither black nor white, nor of the five elements. They merely maintained the foundational framework of the multiverse in silence.
The river was narrowing, yet dimensional tension was multiplying explosively.
Chu Qing stood at the front of the dragon prow with his hands behind his back, his plain white sleeves snapping in the turbulent gales from the source. Within him, the Daluo Dao Fruit that had fused with the "ultimate way of simplicity source" resonated violently with the changing surroundings. For every ten feet he broke through space, the high pressure at the river's end stripped another layer from the intricate Gang Qi surrounding his Dao Fruit, which protected it against the erosion of external laws. This was no injury, but an essential sublimation that stripped away painted finery and washed away impurities. Under the baptism of this Primordial Void Lodge, the threshold for the transformation from the Daluo Supreme Realm to the ultimate realm had fully taken shape.
"Boom!"
A muffled hollow report that