The lingering resonance of the sermons in the Great Desolation World was like a damp beach after the tide receded, slowly evaporating over endless years yet leaving behind an even, salt-like layer of laws that covered every corner of heaven and earth. The Great Dao of Reincarnation on Xuanqing Mountain, Dao Follows Nature on Kunlun Mountain, and the Human Dao diagrams on the Heavenly Emperor Platform formed three distinct cores of laws, supporting the world's framework of laws together like a tripod. Under the guidance of Fuxi and the Three Ancestors, the Human Dao steadily expanded. The Witch Race withdrew behind the scenes, the five races each followed their own paths, and the channels of destiny between heaven and earth slowly grew amid the peace.
Yet within this seemingly settled order, a gathering current of destiny was slowly converging in the Spirit Race's Daoist Arena southeast of Kunlun Mountain.
Donghua sat cross-legged beneath the World Tree at the center of the Spirit Race Daoist Arena. Yi Wood Force enveloped him like a thin green membrane breathing slowly, tightly connected to the Spirit Race's earth veins beneath him. His gaze was calm as water, like a distant mountain watching the rhythm of an entire forest's growth. He had sat there for countless years, never leaving since the sermons ended. Continuously nourished by Yi Wood Force, the foundations of the Spirit Race Daoist Arena had already become one with the earth veins, like an ancient tree extending its roots ever deeper.
The destiny Donghua gathered did not come from a single source. Instead, it was woven from three distinct channels—the destiny of the Immortal Clan, the destiny of the Spirit Race, and the destiny of the Earth Immortal Realm's Heavenly Court. These three rivers met and mingled beneath his Daoist Arena, like