Xu Chunniang immersed herself in her perception of the laws, utterly unaware of time slipping away.
Thousands upon thousands of different laws converged together. They appeared chaotic and disorderly, yet in truth, every transformation followed a traceable path.
"So that was it. I understand now."
No one knew how long had passed. When Xu Chunniang opened her eyes again, they carried the weight of ages.
She had vainly believed she had comprehended countless laws, but only today did she realize that all her past insights had been nothing more than surface scratches.
The so-called seal within her body had vanished without a trace at some unknown time.
Previously, Xu Chunniang's comprehension of the Law of Time had been quite shallow. Forcing its use would exhaust the Chaos True Qi within the Dao Fruit Demon Seed.
Only after contemplating the principles of the Dao anew did she understand just how wildly mistaken she had been.
Being and nonbeing gave birth to each other; difficult and easy completed each other; long and short measured each other; high and low gave shape to each other.
Every law was unique. They arose in accordance with the Dao, yet each possessed its own distinctions.
She had once taken things far too much for granted.
"Yang is born at the extreme of yin; laws originate from the Dao."
Xu Chunniang rose to her full height, and a pure Law of Yin poured from her fingertips.
Before long, a Law of Yang was born from that Law of Yin.
Amid the shifting transformations of yin and yang, countless laws emerged from within, interweaving according to some unique pattern.
At last, these gathered powers of law condensed into a cocoon of laws the size of a fist.
The faint sounds of wind and water drifted from the world