Heavenly Emperor... Jun!
Queen Mother of the West pondered inwardly, while Gu Shaoshang merely smiled without speaking.
At this moment, Queen Mother of the West could never have imagined the relationship between herself and the newcomer.
With his permission, Ye Fan was not the only one who had come to the beginning.
However, whether they could seize this opportunity and establish their primordial foundation still depended on themselves.
Whoosh!
At the summit of Buzhou Mountain, chaos stretched endlessly. Layered heavens coiled around the heavenly pillar like jade ribbons, and as far as the eye could see, chaotic currents surged while space unfolded on its own.
His robes fluttering in the wind, Ye Fan stood atop the mountain with his hands behind his back, overlooking the vast sea of chaotic clouds. His heart felt unburdened.
To him, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures—even Innate Spiritual Treasures—were not worth placing too much importance on.
The benefit of simply arriving in this land without Dao was already an indescribably immense opportunity.
After Taiyi and all the way until the Primordial Epoch in later ages, within the endless Infinite Multiverse Sea, there were countless Great Thousand Worlds and multiverses. Though the powers they displayed might differ, Dao existed in all of them.
Countless Great Daos intertwined, their Dao essence nourishing all things. While that made cultivation more suitable and advancement easier, comprehending one's own Dao became far more difficult.
At the beginning of Taiyi, the myriad Daos did not exist and all phenomena had yet to be renewed. To others, this might have been a disaster, but to him, it was an immense stroke of fortune.
His accumulation was already sufficient. All that remained was to bloom his own Dao Fruit.
"At the beginning of antiquity, who attained the Dao?"
Ye Fan's gaze was