It is almost certain that this willow branch was originally Hollow Willow, which later attained the Great Dao of Space and became Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.
Judging from the state of these tree branches and the lingering Daoist aura here, this place was probably Hunyuan Limitless Grand Unity Golden Immortal or a Dao Field of enlightenment that Great Immortal Yang Mei created when he was traveling in the prehistoric world before he became Primordial Wilderness Wuji Dalu Jinxian, or even before the Dragon-Han Primordial Calamity!
This willow branch may have been intentionally left behind to maintain the space and expound the Daoist principles, or it may have fallen off unintentionally and, after countless years, merged with the space to become the core of this place.
"No wonder the blessed lands outside are so 'barren'; the true essence lies within this hidden space."
Qing Huan understood immediately.
Great Immortal Yang Mei, is a being of Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, so naturally he wouldn't store any spiritual treasure here. However, this willow branch containing his original spatial Dao principles is far more valuable than any spiritual treasure to those who aspire to comprehend the Great Dao of Space!
This is the embodiment of the Great Dao, pointing directly to the very origin of space!
Qing Huan didn't delay any longer. He immediately sat cross-legged in this void, abandoning all distracting thoughts and immersing his mind completely in the rich ocean of Space Law surrounding him.
His divine sense approached the willow branch, sensing the ancient, vast, and pure spatial Dao rhythm emanating from it.
For a moment, it was as if I saw the scene before chaos was created, when the concept of space was first born.
I witnessed countless possibilities of space folding, compression, extension, fragmentation, and repair...
He already possessed a remarkable understanding of the Space Law, and with the help of the Innate Eight Trigrams Disk, he could unleash numerous Space Divine Ability. However, under the baptism of the Daoist aura emanating from the branch of the Origin Tree of Great Immortal Yang Mei, many previously obscure and difficult-to-understand aspects suddenly became clear.
Our understanding of space has shifted from the level of "application" to the level of "control" and "creation".
In the void, Qing Huan's figure sometimes became blurred, as if it had merged with the space itself.
At times, it is incredibly solid, as if it has frozen the entire spatial fabric.
At times, the space around him began to fold and twist on its own, evolving into all sorts of mysterious phenomena...
Time loses its meaning in this isolated space.
After an unknown amount of time, Qing Huan slowly opened his eyes. Deep within his eyes, countless silver spatial runes seemed to rise and fall uncertainly before finally settling into stillness, making them appear even more profound.
His aura seemed unchanged, but if a powerful being were present, they would sense an incredibly harmonious resonance with the space within a radius of ten thousand miles, as if he were the master of this space.
"I gained a lot."
Qing Huan said softly.
Although his cultivation level did not directly improve, his understanding of the Great Dao of Space had already reached a completely new level.
Looking at the willow branch that was still suspended in the air, he did not try to take it away.
This object is now perfectly integrated with the space here; forcibly taking it would likely bring unforeseen disasters and be disrespectful to the great predecessors. To be able to comprehend it here is already an immense opportunity.
Qing Huan rose and bowed slightly to the willow branch as a way of thanking them for their guidance.
Then, with a flicker, just as he had come, he silently merged into the spatial barrier, leaving this hidden space, and then returned to the desolate mountain peak through the blessed land outside.
Looking back, the entrance had vanished, returning to the appearance of an ordinary boulder, as if nothing had ever happened.
Qing Huan stood atop the mountain, his robes fluttering, his gaze seemingly piercing through the endless void.
Having received the spatial legacy of the Great Immortal Yang Mei, he gained a deeper understanding of the "chessboard" of the grand game of the Primordial Wilderness.
What should be the next move?
With a slight smile, his figure faded and disappeared into the wind, continuing his Primordial Wilderness journey.
And the trajectory of fate is quietly undergoing a more profound shift amidst his repeated "accidents" and "enlightenments."
The sound of the waves on the shore of the Eastern Sea has never ceased since ancient times. The waves, like shattered jade, crash against the dark reefs and then recede, leaving behind dark brown wet marks, like solidified, blood-stained tears.
The sky was hazy and the sea air was misty, enveloping this desolate mudflat in a boundless and somber atmosphere.
Only the tides tirelessly wash away the silent marks of time, as if the entire Primordial Wilderness is drowsy in this monotonous erosion.
Nuwa stands alone between the ancient clamor and the ancient solitude.
She stood barefoot, her skirt damp with sand, and her once beautiful hands, which had Creation countless lives, were now deeply embedded in a mass of Chaos Hue, Divine Mud.
This Divine Mud originated from a sliver of primordial essence at the beginning of chaos, infused with the cool snowmelt from the Buzhou Mountain, and saturated with the warmest essence of the earth from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds. It should have been an unparalleled spiritual material for shaping and creating things.
However, with a radiant light flowing from her fingertips, her divine power subtly permeated and shaped the object, and a delicate and exquisite creation began to take shape—its form was lively and even faintly revealed a nascent life force.
But just as that breath was about to stabilize and surge, the clay sculpture suddenly became covered with spiderweb-like cracks, silently disintegrating and turning back into a lifeless puddle of mud, slumped in the sand, and quickly swept away and dissolved by the crashing waves.
Time and time again.
On the desolate mudflats, countless clay sculptures of various shapes are scattered, yet all have vanished into nothingness.
There were spirits with wings on their backs, yet ultimately unable to soar; there were strange creatures covered in scales, ultimately unable to swim.
There are budding plants that try to take root in the earth, but wither away in an instant...
All sorts of bizarre attempts ultimately turned into mud splatters scattered on the beach.
Each collapse was like an invisible needle, gently pricking the center of Nuwa's innate, Innate Deities heart, a heart that should have been calm and still, creating ripples that grew deeper with each passing day.
That was a sense of defeat unlike anything he had ever experienced on the path of Creation, weighing heavily on his mind.
The sea breeze howled as it swept across her smooth forehead, ruffling a few strands of her hair, but it couldn't dispel the growing gloom that had settled between her brows.
Her gaze fell upon the vast, boundless horizon where the sea met the sky, a hazy expanse mirroring her current state of mind—a sense of utter helplessness and bewilderment.
Could it be that this Primordial Wilderness world truly cannot accommodate a genuine new race?
Could it be that the wonders of Creation have come to an end here? An indescribable loneliness and desolation, like icy seawater, quietly washed over her ankles.
As the tides rise and fall, time flows silently through Nuwa's fingertips.
She gazed at her reflection in the shallow water, a form of Innate Deities Tao—balanced, perfect, containing the most harmonious rhythm of heaven and earth.
The figure swayed gently in the shimmering water, seemingly overlapping and resonating with another familiar silhouette.
Her elder brother, Fuxi ... that wise and gentle figure suddenly entered her mind. Yes!
Innate Dao Body!
This is not merely a representation of her and her brother; it is itself the most subtle and harmonious manifestation of the Great Dao in this Primordial World! It is the ultimate form of life condensed from the balance of Yin and Yang and the rotation of the Five Elements since the beginning of time!
It aligns perfectly with the laws governing the Heavenly Dao, and is the most perfect blueprint for life, nurtured by the Primordial Wilderness world!
When one thought is clear, all dharmas become clear.