The middle-aged man wore blue robes embroidered with rivers, seas, and lakes. Flecks of nether azure spread into a dense, misty radiance that surged over his entire body, nourishing that towering verdure.
At the center of his brow, however, a solitary Bing Yang sun shone upon all things.
Within the Dao of the five elements, water nurtured wood.
Without water, wood could not live.
Yet it could scarcely do without sunlight, either.
Only with water's nourishment and the sun's illumination could yang energy arise and life flourish.
As the green-haired middle-aged man appeared, a terrifying Dao resonance instantly spread.
He stood between heaven and earth, neither speaking nor moving.
His silence alone...
Was like heaven and earth expounding the Dao, thunderous enough to awaken the deaf!
The green-haired middle-aged man was himself an incarnation of the Dao, wielding the purest Jia Wood Divine Dao between heaven and earth.
After a long while, Xiao Chen suddenly gained an insight. He sensed the verdure around the green-haired man boiling, condensing into a luminous silhouette that soared into the heavens.
"I seem to have grasped a sliver of Jia Wood True Meaning!"
Xiao Chen was delighted. After so much time, he had finally gained an understanding. Jia Wood suppressing the heavens meant soaring skyward, breaking through the clouds, and suppressing every enemy in the world.
The manifestation of the heaven-suppressing Dharma form just now meant that Xiao Chen had grasped its true meaning.
Although that strand of true meaning was exceedingly faint, drifting and insubstantial, it was already tremendously precious to Xiao Chen.
At the very least, it proved that he possessed a heavenly destiny with Jia Wood.
As his comprehension deepened, Xiao Chen increasingly felt that this peerless scripture was unfathomably profound, demanding exceptional aptitude and heavenly destiny.
Had he not possessed