Across the heavens of the Immortal Realm, three thousand streams of Dao light cascaded over vast expanses, weaving layer upon layer into an undying web of Dao.
Throughout the mountains and rivers of the Mortal Realm, Dao resonance seeped into the earth. Spiritual veins arose in accordance with the laws, mountains bore their own Dao foundations, and water and soil alike held the principles of the laws.
Across worlds great and small, and throughout the newborn spirit domains of the Return to Void, the three thousand laws spread evenly without exception, circulating in order and sustaining themselves.
The true face of the Great Dao, once glimpsed only by journeying far into Chaos, was now within easy reach, present everywhere.
From that moment on, the Prehistoric Era housed Dao within itself, gave birth to laws from its own being, and formed principles from within.
It had utterly cast off every dependence on Chaos. No longer merely a great world born of Chaos, it was now a complete, independent, eternal system of worlds, whole unto itself, bearing myriad Daos and generating its own principles.
Chaos had its cycles of primordial chaos; the Prehistoric Era had its three thousand eternal Daos.
The Human Dao stood high above, holding eternal dominion, while the three thousand Great Daos cycled and evolved on their own, endlessly renewing themselves, never running dry.
Not a trace of external restraint remained upon the universe. The Primordial Heaven and Earth had truly achieved this—
Without borrowing strength from Chaos, it had become a heaven of myriad Daos unto itself.
Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the other ancient mighty beings present gazed at this spectacle, which overturned every rule established since the opening of heaven. They were shaken to the depths of their souls.
They had lived through countless