Heavenly Secrets Point the Way
When Yang Mei's Transformation erupted, the Chaos Dao Charm was like a massive rock hurled into the silent, eternal Chaos Sea.
That Dao Charm was no ordinary fluctuation of spiritual energy. It was more like the first cry of some Great Dao, exploding around the foothills of Buzhou Mountain as its center and transforming into visible gray ripples that spread layer upon layer.
Wherever the ripples passed, earth, wind, water, and fire briefly returned to chaos before quickly settling again. But that fleeting aura of primordial law had already alarmed every corner of the Primordial Wilderness.
For a time, from the Ninth Heaven above to the Nine Hells below, countless mighty divine senses wove together like enormous invisible nets, reaching out in search of the source of this anomaly.
Eight Views Palace, Jade Void Palace, Azure Palace, Western Paradise, Pangu Hall, Lingxiao Treasure Hall... One after another, powers of divination capable of peering into the Heavenly Secret shot toward the foothills of Buzhou Mountain like arrows. Yet when these powers touched that seemingly ordinary region, they vanished into the sea like mud cows, silently swallowed by an invisible and intangible yet incomparably resilient barrier.
Worse still, the divination powers were violently reflected back, and the backlash surged ferociously along the links of their divine senses!
Within Eight Views Palace, Laozi abruptly opened his eyes on the Wind-Fire Meditation Cushion. The Yin-Yang fish formed by the Taiji Diagram before him spun madly at an unprecedented speed. Yin and Yang fell out of balance, letting out an overwhelmed hum.
A delicate Golden Bridge Shadow that had attempted to stabilize earth, wind, water, and fire had only just extended to the foothills of Buzhou Mountain when it crashed into an immovable divine mountain and exploded into a skyful