Breakthrough is This Simple

Xuanxiao sat cross-legged on the Chaos Purple Lotus, brow slightly furrowed, pondering to himself:

"The Fierce Beast Tribulation has already passed, and the first batch of Innate Divine Beings have all been born into the world. I never expected my slumber to last this long." At this thought, he shook his head with some frustration.

He truly hadn't anticipated waking so late, but Xuanxiao understood that, given the current situation, he was still fortunate.

After all, during that battle at World Creation, if not for the protection of Pangu and the Great Dao, he would have long since vanished from the world like the other Chaos Demon Gods.

"As for cultivation, there's no need to rush.

Though I've only just been born, with my cultivation at the peak of Golden Immortal of the Origin, I doubt I'm any worse than Hongjun and the others.

Moreover, I possess numerous spiritual treasures. In this Primordial World, there are likely few beings who can pose a threat to me.

Now that I've finally arrived in the Primordial World, it would be a waste not to go out and explore it thoroughly."

"But walking through the Primordial World in my true form would be inconvenient. It's better to change my appearance." At this moment, Xuanxiao still retained the form of the Thunder Demon God.

Though his current body was no longer as terrifyingly massive as when he was the Thunder Demon God, this appearance would still be too startling if he showed up in the Primordial World.

He even worried that appearing like this might frighten the newly arrived Innate Divine Beings.

And as luck would have it—whether due to Xuanxiao's influence or pure coincidence—in the Primordial World, existing in the form of a human, or rather an Innate Dao Body, seemed to gain easier recognition from the heavens and earth.

With this in mind, Xuanxiao twisted his form, and his massive body began to shrink. Moments later, a Daoist stood in his place.

"Mm, this appearance—truly striking!" Xuanxiao nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the image displayed on the light screen before him.

In the screen, the Daoist had ink-black hair interwoven with platinum-gold lightning strands, a jade crown carved with flowing thunder-cloud patterns, and hair tips that shimmered with faint sparks of electricity as Spirit Power rippled.

Beneath cold-jade skin, pale purple thunder marks lay dormant like frozen lightning; his left eye was a spinning golden thunderball pupil, while his right eye held the dark shadow of thunderclouds.

The vertical eye on his brow was covered in silver scales, and each time it opened or closed, it shot out Zidian.

His pitch-black divine robe was embroidered with solidified thunder patterns, and as he walked, the hem poured down like liquid lightning;

beneath it, a moon-white inner robe hummed softly with breathing rune arrays.

Xuanxiao dismissed the light screen, and with a flicker of his form, he left Thunder Marsh.

"So this is Buzhou Mountain, formed from Big Brother's spine. This pressure... it actually gives me a strange sense of closeness." Xuanxiao murmured as he gazed at the towering Buzhou Mountain.

"But this pressure feels close to me—for the creatures of the Primordial World, it's a different story.

With this pressure here, even someone like Hongjun probably can't reach the summit of Buzhou Mountain yet."

Xuanxiao shook his head with a smile, then resolutely stepped forward and walked toward Buzhou Mountain.

At this time, Buzhou Mountain was not as rich in Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures as he remembered; instead, it appeared rather barren.

But Xuanxiao wasn't surprised by this. After all, if even top-tier Innate Divine Beings like Hongjun couldn't reach the summit, how could those treasures survive in such a harsh environment?

That didn't mean Buzhou Mountain was completely devoid of treasures now.

Only those protected by powerful arrays could survive in these harsh conditions.

But with the current pressure of Buzhou Mountain, even if these innate objects had developed intelligence, they couldn't leave the range of their protective arrays.

Still, Xuanxiao hadn't come here to seek treasures.

As he climbed toward the summit, Xuanxiao carefully sensed the Dao resonance contained within Buzhou Mountain.

This resonance held Pangu's Great Dao of Strength.

Though Xuanxiao had discussed the Dao with Pangu back in the Chaos era, as the Thunder Demon God back then, he could only comprehend the Thunder Great Dao.

Even after many discussions with Pangu, the Great Dao of Strength had always been like flowers in a fog—hard to truly grasp.

Now that he was no longer the Thunder Demon God, he finally had the chance to comprehend other Great Daos.

However, Xuanxiao had no intention of walking the Great Dao of Strength. After all, he was the Sea of Lightning; walking the Thunder Great Dao was the path most suited to him.

Xuanxiao planned to take the Thunder Great Dao as his guide, commanding all other Daos, achieving the unity of ten thousand Daos, merging them all into thunder, and gathering all power into himself.

Xuanxiao's gait as he walked on Buzhou Mountain seemed no different from an ordinary person's, but with every step, a thunder mark appeared beneath him, and his figure would reappear higher up. This clearly showed that Xuanxiao had already comprehended the Space Great Dao and combined it with the Thunder Great Dao.

The higher he climbed, the deeper Xuanxiao's Aura grew, and in his eyes, the radiance of countless Daos flickered and flowed.

After an unknown span of time, Xuanxiao finally reached the summit of Buzhou Mountain.

Above the summit stretched endless chaotic currents—this was the place in the Primordial World closest to Chaos.

Yet atop Buzhou Mountain, there seemed to be a mysterious barrier.

This barrier not only blocked the chaotic currents from invading the Primordial World but also transformed them into Innate Spiritual Qi, nourishing the world in return.

At this moment, Xuanxiao was still immersed in a state of Dao comprehension, standing unconsciously at the summit of Buzhou Mountain.

Thus, tens of thousands of years passed quietly.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure erupted from Xuanxiao's body, and his Aura began to rise rapidly.

Soon, his cultivation broke through the limit of Golden Immortal of the Origin's peak, yet he did not directly step into the realm of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin.

After the breakthrough, Xuanxiao finally awakened from his state of Dao comprehension. Feeling the momentum of his body, he couldn't help but sigh: "So this is the realm of Golden Immortal of the Origin? I didn't expect breaking through to be so easy."

Then, he shook his head with disdain: "But it still feels so weak. I think a single glance from my former self would be enough to crush me to death."

If any creature in the Primordial World heard these words, they would likely be utterly ashamed.

You see, the Great Dao of the Primordial World had only recently withdrawn into seclusion, and the Heavenly Dao had just taken over the Primordial World not long ago.

Back when the Great Dao governed the Primordial World, it paid no heed to how living beings cultivated.

In the Great Dao's view, comprehending the laws of the Great Dao was a trivial matter—just as it had been for the Chaos Demon Gods it created before.

What it never expected was that the gap between the living beings of the Primordial World and the Chaos Demon Gods would be so vast.

So when the Heavenly Dao took over the Primordial World, it was a complete and utter mess.

The rules of the Great Dao throughout heaven and earth were as tangled and chaotic as primordial chaos itself. For the living beings of the Primordial World to grasp the Great Dao from such disorder was nearly impossible—the path of cultivation had become unbearably difficult.

Xuanxiao even suspected that the reason the Great Dao handed the Primordial World over to the Heavenly Dao was that it found the current state of things too troublesome to handle.

That was why it had tossed this "hot potato" to the Heavenly Dao, that "Heavenly Worker."

In Xuanxiao's eyes, the Heavenly Dao was just like those "Ox and Horse" in the workplace—exploited by their boss and subjected to PUA.

If the Great Dao's approach to the Primordial World was a "free-range" model, then the Heavenly Dao's was a "caged" one.

Now, the Heavenly Dao had already begun sorting out the laws of the Great Dao in the Primordial World. From now on, cultivation for living beings would surely be much easier than before.

Xuanxiao was lost in thought when suddenly he felt a chill run through him, especially in his backside—a dull, aching pain.

This feeling was all too familiar. It only ever happened when he was facing the Great Dao.

"Sigh, Father Dao, what are you doing? Every child has a right to privacy. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to just casually peek into my inner thoughts like this?" Xuanxiao couldn't help but complain.

As he spoke, countless long Dao Whips suddenly appeared in the void.

Xuanxiao's heart jolted at the sight. If those whips landed on him, he was sure he'd be beaten to death.

"Oh no! Father Dao, I was wrong! I don't want any right to privacy anymore. I'll never dare to make wild guesses about you again. In my heart, you are the greatest and most excellent!" Seeing the long whips in the void, Xuanxiao didn't dare hesitate for a second and quickly begged for mercy.

After all, "a wise man adapts to circumstances." Besides, he was the only one here—no one else would know what he said.

And anyway, what was so shameful about a son begging his father for mercy? It was just a son showing filial piety to his old dad.

Not to mention, not everyone got the chance to beg the Great Dao for mercy.

Hearing Xuanxiao's plea, a wave of satisfaction emanated from the void, and then the Aura of the Great Dao vanished.

But even though these whips appeared only briefly, they still startled quite a few Innate Divine Beings.

"What's going on? Didn't the Great Dao already retire? Why has it reappeared? Who angered the Great Dao? Don't let it shatter the Primordial World!" The Innate Divine Beings stared in terror at the whips in the void, their faces full of worry.

"Hiss... In the chaos, the Great Dao only ever acted this way toward Pangu and that Thunder Demon God, Xuanxiao. Now that Pangu has transformed into the Primordial World, could it be Xuanxiao? But isn't that guy already dead?" Yang Mei watched the whips slowly fading and felt a stir of panic in his heart.

"No, that's not right. Even I left a contingency plan and reincarnated into the Primordial World. Xuanxiao is Pangu's younger brother—given Pangu's nature, he would have done everything to protect him. And the Great Dao seems to favor Xuanxiao as well. Since the Great Dao itself has shown up, Xuanxiao must still be alive. Looks like the Primordial World is going to get lively from now on!" Yang Mei thought to himself and couldn't help but sigh aloud.

"Xuanxiao? Pangu actually has a younger brother! And he didn't fall—and he's not bound by the Heavenly Dao!" Hongjun stared at the information appearing on the Jade Disc of Creation, completely stunned, his face full of disbelief.

He truly hadn't expected that within this seemingly familiar Primordial World, such a mysterious and unique existence was hidden.

"Something's off. This Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao must have countless ties to the Great Dao. Otherwise, why would the Great Dao, which had already withdrawn, turn its gaze back to the Primordial World?"

"This Fellow Daoist is unfathomable—too terrifying. If I ever have the fortune to meet him, I must never offend him." Hongjun's thoughts churned like tangled threads, one after another.

On Western Mount Sumeru, Luohu, deep in cultivation, caught sight of the long whips slowly fading above Buzhou Mountain and murmured to himself:

"Good heavens, which Fellow Daoist is this bold, openly provoking the Great Dao! If I ever run into him, I must ask him for advice—see how he manages to be so fearless."