With a raised hand, he could alter the course of laws; with a turn of his palm, he could destroy rules and order. A single thought could overturn the principles of the Myriad Worlds and reshape the rules of heaven and earth.
Below Wuji, none of the countless laws could bind him.
Across all worlds, only the supreme Great Dao could truly shake his Dao body, inflict the slightest injury upon him, or restrain him in any way.
Beyond that, all laws were useless, all arts powerless, and all Daos ineffective.
Xuan Qing stood upon the high platform of the Jin Shui Treasure Pavilion, motionless in the void. His mind became utterly clear as he suddenly comprehended the greatest secret of cultivation throughout the ages!
At last, he understood completely—
Below Wuji and above Wuji lay two utterly different worlds!
This was not a difference in the numerical measure of cultivation realms, accumulated foundations, divine abilities, or magic treasures.
It was the ultimate gulf between laws and the Great Dao, the distance between an ant and the firmament, the divide between the mortal Dao and a Dao Ancestor.
Even pushed to its absolute limit, Primordial Taiji ultimately meant commanding laws, cultivating laws, and remaining trapped within laws.
Hunyuan Wuji transcended all laws. It meant grasping the Great Dao, determining the Great Dao, and creating laws.
The Great Dao stood above laws, as the heavens looked down upon dust, as mountains and seas crushed the insignificant.
Any mighty cultivator who had reached Primordial Taiji Perfection, even with endless ages of cultivation, an innate supreme treasure in hand, and the auspicious qi of all worlds at his command, would crumble before a true Hunyuan Wuji Dao Ancestor.
The Great Dao's suppression of laws was absolute domination at the level of origin, a