"Primordial Chaos Immortal Tree, Primordial Chaos Immortal Qi, the three immortals."
Su Jie's eyes shone brilliantly. His heart was like a boulder hurled into a lake, stirring up surging waves and ripples.
For cultivators, reaching the Dao Crossing Realm already meant arriving at the end of cultivation. Ahead of them, aside from the legendary immortals, there was no road left to walk.
From the Primordial Era to the present, no one knew how many Dao Crossing Heavenly Venerates had been blocked by the heavenly chasm barring ascension to immortality. In the end, they could only die of old age with hearts full of unwillingness. Even if Dao Crossing cultivators lived for a million years, so long as they were not immortal and ageless, they could not withstand the erosion of time. In the end, they would still reach the day of their death.
The words "becoming an immortal" had thus become the nightmare of generation after generation of cultivators, the ultimate pursuit every cultivator yearned for day and night.
Now, this nightmare of immortality that had entangled countless cultivators, this veil of mist surrounding ascension to immortality, had finally lifted a corner before him.
"The key to becoming an immortal lies in Primordial Chaos Immortal Qi. By borrowing Primordial Chaos Immortal Qi, one can comprehend the myriad Dao of chaos."
Su Jie pondered inwardly. After the Primordial Chaos Immortal Tree died, most of its Primordial Chaos Immortal Qi had transformed into the present Great Dao River. The remaining Primordial Chaos Immortal Qi had allowed the Heavenly Emperor, Human Emperor, and Earth Mother to cultivate into immortals.
In the end, the remaining trunk of the Primordial Chaos Immortal Tree had been refined into five Immortal Treasures.
Su Jie knew nothing about the form Primordial Chaos Immortal Qi actually took.
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