"Merge your own laws into the shackles."
Pangu spoke slowly.
"The Hongmeng Universe's rule shackles are, in essence, this world's suppression of foreign laws."
"If we can assimilate our laws into the shackles and make them believe our laws share the same origin, the shackles will fall apart 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 just to barely finish."
Zhou Ming looked at Pangu, sweeping his divine thought 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 a weakness in the shackles, I wouldn't have found this method either."
Taiyi pondered for a moment before speaking.
"The method is viable, but it's too slow."
"Rather than spend all that 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 didn't have any fortune on hand then, so I had to find my own solution."
Zhou Ming nodded.
"In any case, it's good news 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. You must have a method of your own, right?"
Taiyi shook his head. "I'm not as clever as Fellow Daoist Pangu."
"I just