Cultivating the Way of Myriad Stars

Lu Jun sighed softly, a trace of regret in his heart.

This terrifying power, enough to make him dominate the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, was shackled by an invisible cage in terms of cultivation level—Primordial Unity Golden Immortal initial stage!

No matter how he cycled the Golden Crow Clan's cultivation techniques or drove the vast, star-sea-like energy of his Neutron Star.

The barrier to advancement remained immovable, as if a completely blocked dead end lay ahead.

"Can't raise my realm... is it because of the 'Dao'?"

Lu Jun calmed down and began tracing back the cultivation system of the Prehistoric World.

Starting from the Golden Immortal stage, cultivation was no longer merely about stacking energy; it was about comprehending and imprinting the Dao.

For the Golden Crow Clan to break through to Golden Immortal, they had to comprehend the Great Dao of the Sun, eventually imprinting their true spirit upon it.

From then on, they existed alongside the Dao—as long as the Dao endured, the Golden Immortal was immortal.

The power of the Dao would endlessly replenish their consumption; this was the foundation of immortality.

As for Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, it went a step further, deepening one's comprehension of the imprinted Dao.

It also began the condensation of the Five Energies within the chest, ultimately reaching the state of Five Energies Returning to the Origin, an endless cycle of life.

"That's the problem!" Lu Jun realized in an instant.

"My physical body and energy core, though originating from the sun, have been transformed by the system and compressed billions of times. Their essence has already surpassed the pure Great Dao of the Sun."

"The Great Dao of the Sun is still one root of my power, but my Dao has become mixed with the rules of stars, gravity, density, and even some chaos!"

"My Dao has deviated from the pure Great Dao of the Sun!"

This led to an awkward situation.

His energy could be infinitely enhanced by the system's heaven-defying accretion ability.

But his Dao had not ascended alongside it.

In his current state, only the Fire Energy among the Five Energies had been strengthened to an unprecedented, even monstrous degree.

But the other four—Wood, Metal, Water, and Earth—were nearly nonexistent!

He could no longer, like the Golden Crows of old, use the supreme Yang Sun Divine Fire to forcibly simulate and fill the other four energies.

Because his body's essence had changed; it was no longer a pure Golden Crow body. Forcible simulation would only backfire.

"So, I need to seek other Origin Energies—true Wood Origin, Metal Origin, Water Origin, Earth Origin—to condense my Five Energies!"

A gleam of wisdom shone in Lu Jun's eyes.

"And since I'm influenced by the system, the Star Evolution System will ultimately walk the Way of the Myriad Stars."

"So next, I must comprehend these myriad stars to obtain the other four energies!"

In an instant, Lu Jun saw his own path clearly.

He would walk a unique road—a Way of Myriad Stars that fused the sun, stars, gravity, and chaos!

He rose, preparing to leave the Sun Star.

"Nephew Lu Jun, you're leaving?"

Tai Yi's figure appeared beside him in an instant, the phantom of the Chaos Bell floating behind him.

He had been watching this nephew, who had given him such great inspiration.

"Uncle, I've had insights from my cultivation..."

Lu Jun truthfully recounted the problems he faced and his ideas.

After listening, Tai Yi's eyes flickered with understanding and admiration: "I see."

"Your Dao has indeed diverged from ours. Seeking other Origin Energies to condense the Five Energies—this path is feasible. However..."

His tone turned grave. "Leaving the Sun Star now is not a good time."

"Uncle, what has happened outside?" Lu Jun's heart tightened.

Tai Yi's face darkened: "Ever since the Six Saints followed the Dao Ancestor's decree into the River of Time to explore the Secret of Creation, the Witch Race has gone mad, launching a frenzied slaughter against our Demon Race's various tribes!"

"They seem convinced that Empress Wa cannot return anytime soon, and that Di Jun and I are at a critical stage of comprehending the Nirvana Method, unable to attend to other matters."

"Over these three hundred years, conflicts between the Witch and Demon Races have escalated. The Twelve Ancestral Witches have frequently appeared, even trying to provoke us, hoping to force me and your Imperial Father into an early decisive battle!"

His eyes flashed coldly: "Now, the Demon Race is at a disadvantage on the front lines. Many subordinate races have suffered heavy losses, and Great Witch squads from the Witch Race have been infiltrating the outer Star Domains of the Heavenly Court."

"If you go out now and the Witch Race discovers your trail—especially those Ancestral Witches... the consequences would be unthinkable!"

Lu Jun was taken aback: "Wait, Uncle, are you saying Empress Nuwa has entered the River of Time?"

Tai Yi was somewhat puzzled why Lu Jun's attention was on Nuwa, but he still explained.

"That's right. Empress Wa is a saint after all. This time, it was the Dao Ancestor's decree—all saints went to comprehend the power of creation."

"The power of creation is also an opportunity for saints, so Empress Wa did not refuse."

Lu Jun's heart sank, but a flash of Spiritual Light crossed his mind.

So that's it.

The problem that had been plaguing me all along was suddenly solved!

According to the original course of history, after nine of the Ten Golden Crows died, what followed would have utterly plunged the Demon Race into the abyss.

Di Jun, enraged, began refining the Witch-Slaying Sword to break through the Witch Race's defenses.

What the Witch-Slaying Sword required was the blood and boundless resentment of the Human Race at the moment of their death.

A full-scale massacre of the Human Race unfolded, carried out by none other than their "brother race," the Demon Race.

The entire Human Race fled in all directions.

Yet throughout the entire process, Saint Nuwa never acted to save the Human Race.

Some speculated that Nuwa was targeted by other saints, others said she was restrained by the Dao Ancestor, leaving her unable to intervene.

More importantly, even Laozi did not save the Human Race during this time.

After all, he had founded the Human Sect, relying on the Human Race's fortune.

Two beings with such deep ties to the Human Race both refrained from acting—this fact alone reeked of strangeness.

Now, hearing what Tai Yi said, Lu Jun suddenly understood.

Nuwa, Laozi, and the other saints had actually entered the River of Time at that moment and were not present in the Prehistoric World!

If he hadn't traveled through time, then when Nuwa entered the River of Time, it would have been precisely when Di Jun was slaughtering the Human Race to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword.

By the time Nuwa returned and saw her creations nearly wiped out, a rift would naturally form between her and Di Jun.

When the Demon Race later fought the great war with the Witch Race, she would stand idly by, watching both sides perish together.

Now, everything had changed.

Di Jun had no intention of slaughtering the Human Race or forging the Witch-Slaying Sword.

His entire focus was on comprehending the Way of Nirvana.

As for the mere Witch Race—once I return from nirvana, I'll crush them all!

If I can destroy the Witch Race on my own, why rely on external tools?

That was the confidence Di Jun held as the Demon Emperor.

Though he had figured out why Nuwa hadn't saved the Human Race, a new question arose in Lu Jun's mind.

"Uncle, there's something I don't understand."

"What is it?" Tai Yi was now thoroughly pleased with his nephew Lu Jun, eager for him to ask more questions and gain more insights.

Who knew—maybe he'd comprehend something extraordinary in the future.

"When Empress Wa and the other saints entered the River of Time, shouldn't they return at the exact point they entered?"

The River of Time flowed from top to bottom.

Since they entered the past, flowing downstream, they should naturally emerge at the place they entered.

So why was Nuwa absent for these three hundred years?

Hearing this, Tai Yi laughed heartily. "Haha, nephew Lu Jun, it seems you've gained some understanding of the Dao of Time."

"Indeed, though a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal cultivates the Five Energies within the chest, they are already qualified to begin touching the Great Dao of Time."

"Today, I'll explain the matter of the Great Dao of Time to you in detail."

Tai Yi even seemed inclined to give a lecture.

"Please, Uncle, speak!" Lu Jun listened attentively.

Tai Yi looked at Lu Jun, his gaze calm. "Before I speak of the Great Dao of Time, I have a question for you."

"What question?"

"Do you know what a Chaos Demon God is?"

Lu Jun: "???"

A Chaos Demon God?

Wasn't that just a demon god born from chaos?

Was there something special about it?