"Merge your own laws into the shackles."
Pangu spoke slowly.
"The Primordial Universe's rule shackles are, in essence, this world's suppression of foreign laws."
"If we can assimilate our own laws into the shackles and make them believe our laws share their origin, the shackles will unravel on their own."
A thoughtful gleam flashed through Taiyi's eyes as he listened.
"You mean deceiving the shackles?"
"Exactly." Pangu nodded.
"But the process is very slow. You have to infiltrate them bit by bit, assimilating them little by little."
"It took me all these years to barely finish."
Zhou Ming looked at Pangu, sweeping his divine sense over his aura.
Sure enough, the rule shackles on Pangu had vanished completely, and his cultivation had returned to its peak.
"Impressive, Fellow Daoist Pangu," Zhou Ming said sincerely.
"Just luck." Pangu waved a hand.
"If I hadn't happened to discover the shackles' weakness, I wouldn't have found this method either."
Taiyi pondered for a moment before speaking.
"This method may work, but it's too slow."
"Rather than spend so much time assimilating the shackles, we might as well scour them away with fortune."
"With enough fortune, we can break the shackles in a few thousand years. That's much faster."
Pangu smiled.
"That's true enough."
"But fortune isn't something you can get whenever you want."
"I had none on hand back then, so I could only find my own way."
Zhou Ming nodded.
"In any case, it's a good thing that you've recovered your cultivation, Fellow Daoist Pangu."
He turned to Taiyi.
"What about you, Fellow Daoist Taiyi? You've broken more than sixty percent of your shackles too. You must have a method of your own?"
Taiyi shook his head. "I'm not as clever as Fellow Daoist Pangu."
"I simply wore them down by brute