Primordial Era: From Water God to Heavenly Emperor, I Just Want to Improve
Chapter 266

Attaining the Dao

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As Zhou Yuan's thoughts raced...

At the very beginning of that River of Time, there were sparks of light.

Amidst the firelight, Di Chu Shi slowly approached.

As he approached, the Prologue of the Human Dao slowly unfolded.

The myriad aspects of Mortal World life embody Human Dao and civilization.

From slash-and-burn agriculture and searching mountains and seas to building houses, settling down, and making a living through farming and weaving;

From knotted ropes for record-keeping and oral traditions to written records and classical texts for conveying emotions.

Establish rules to define human relationships, distinguish between good and evil, and clarify moral conduct.

Demarcating territories brings peace to the four seas; uniting ethnic groups ensures the well-being of all people.

The savage atmosphere gradually dissipated, and the warmth of human life gradually increased.

Until the end of the Dharma's End.

In the neon-lit city, someone is reciting Daoist scriptures.

"I am the past!"

As Di Chu Shi spoke, the upstream of the River of Time strangely paused for a moment.

And at this very moment.

The lower reaches of the River of Time.

The Higanbana Flower blooms, the Yellow Springs Water.

The emperor, wearing a Flat Sky Crown, appeared to be both infinitely large and infinitely small.

All living beings perished around him, and all realms came to an end.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation hang beside it; on the wheel, there is neither birth nor death, neither good nor evil, only a deathly, gray silence.

The ever-flowing Threads of Karma of cause and effect have all broken, turning into ashes and scattering into the Yellow Springs; the entrances to the Six Paths of Reincarnation have long been closed, their doors etched with End-Times Dao Patterns, seemingly proclaiming the destiny of all realms returning to nothingness.

But there is also a sense of cyclical recurrence and endless renewal flowing through the universe.

"I am the future."

The future is set.

Zhou Yuan clapped his hands and laughed.

Inside it, a single particle emitted a dazzling golden light.

Whether it's ethereal and otherworldly, or bursting with the power of blood and dragons, or Demonic Intent, or righteous and righteous, or chanting Buddhist hymns, or radiating divine light, or teeming with Yao Qi, or menacing and menacing ghostly presence...

All kinds of supernatural powers and numerous creations were condensed into resources for his cultivation.

Ultimately, it coalesced into an immortal and indestructible Immortal Dao Radiance.

Zhou Yuan's Dao Body melted and disintegrated instantly, collapsing like sand in a flash!

"I am the Present World."

A series of resounding sounds echoed.

The past and the future have transformed into two immortal and indestructible rays of light, intertwining with the Present World.

Then, an ancient and natural Dao Vessel, interwoven with endless Dao and reason, settled in the River of Time, and then carried that Primordial Grand Unity Dao Fruit to transcend beyond the River of Time.

In the vast River of Time, such a commotion naturally could not be hidden from the Great Power cultivators of this realm.

Inside the Purple Firmament Palace.

Daoist Hongjun's indifferent expression flickered slightly, and after a long while, he finally let out a sigh:

"Good!"

Inside the Wa Huang Palace.

The Empress Nuwa's eyes held a profound understanding of creation, concealing their complexity.

"Primordial Grand Unity..."

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Taiyuan went ahead first."

Kunlun Mountain, Mount Sumeru, the Heavenly Court, the Witch Clan —countless Great Divine Ability User either feared, doubted, or dared not believe it.

However, they all cast their true spirits into the River of Time, hoping to witness the mysteries of the Primordial Grand Unity.

Zhou Yuan couldn't care less about anything else at this moment. His mind was completely in a state of confusion, as if he knew everything and yet knew nothing at all.

Cycle of All Things; can matter and spirit be transformed?

If everything is cyclical, then why are they divided into different things?

The myriad paths, or the unity?

Is everything in this world inherently the same?

Can the Five Elements and Yin and Yang be converted into each other?

All sorts of thoughts, ideas, questions, and mysteries are transforming into an incomparably brilliant and inextinguishable flame.

This flame contained all of Zhou Yuan's memories, thoughts, and Dao Cultivation.

Hanging on that small boat, it dispelled the immeasurable, chaotic mist in the River of Time.

"The Flame of Wisdom?"

"Or perhaps the Primordial Fire?"

The Daoist of Morality Heavenly Venerate observed this scene, pondering to himself.

He can be considered the one closest to the Dao below the Primordial Grand Unity, his Dao Cultivation being so profound and far-reaching that it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Each being has a different path to break through to the Primordial Grand Unity, but the idea of drawing parallels between different paths is quite appealing to him.

Under his gaze, the tiny flame flickered, neither increasing nor decreasing, but its own brightness grew ever brighter. In an instant, it rivaled the sun, seemingly able to illuminate the ten directions and three realms.

Even Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerate would appear as faint as a firefly under this wisp of firelight.

After an unknown amount of time, the firelight became so bright that even the Three Pure Daoists could hardly look directly at it, when a thunderous Daoist sound resounded.

The greatest sound is silent, the Great Form is Formless.

The World-Crossing Boat leaps into the air.

The rolling, scattering ripples crushed squares of the cosmos.

He transcended and departed.

An independent River of Time emerged from the Chaos Mother River.

Then a vast phantom radiating Immeasurable Light, boundless chaos, and boundless creation was projected from the Primordial World sky.

Instantly, heaven and earth responded, and the Daoist chant resounded.

Flowers rained down from the sky, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground.

Between heaven and earth, the Water Virtue flourishes, which in turn drives the flow of the five elements, creating endless life and boundless spiritual energy to shape all living beings.

In the Primordial World.

"Heaven and earth rejoice."

"The Innate Spiritual Energy seems to have become even stronger."

"The spiritual energy within heaven and earth is circulating more smoothly."

"Who is this great being proclaiming the Dao?!"

"Primordial Grand Unity, Primordial Grand Unity."

"Judging from Dao Yun, he seems to be the one from Wuyi Mountain."

"The path outside of sainthood?"

At this moment, within the sacred mountain of the Daoist temple, countless ancient beings suddenly rose, their auras surging, their hearts filled with turmoil.

Blood Sea.

The Ancestor Minghe's black hair fluttered, and his blood-red robe seemed to blend into the surrounding blood waves.

"Taiyuan..."

"How could this be? How could this be!"

His eyes held an incredibly complex expression.

The Black-and-White Twin Swords in his hands hummed, and wisps of killing intent illuminated the universe.

But just as that murderous aura, powerful enough to destroy an entire world, was about to dissipate into the Blood Sea...

Above the heavens, twelve dark, precious pearls floated in the chaos. With a slight turn, they seemed to create and destroy time and space, annihilating everything and enveloping the entire Blood Sea.

"It's all about timing, fate, and destiny!"

The Ancestor Minghe gazed at the [Sea-Calming Divine Pearls] in the Grand Void.

His eyes flashed with resentment, hatred, murderous intent, and arrogance.

But as he sensed the immense power emanating from the boundless space and time, his gaze paused slightly, all the turmoil in his eyes vanished, and he returned to calm.

After a long silence, the Daoist in the blood-red robe let out a soft sigh.

"The patriarch lost this round."

"The Blood Sea Authority, I humbly offer it to you with both hands, to celebrate your attainment of Dao Brother!"

Circumstances dictate that one must accept the consequences of one's actions, and the existence of a Primordial Grand Unity forces him to resign and admit defeat.

And then the Ancestor Minghe spoke.

The [Sea-Calming Divine Pearls] in the Grand Void seemed to leap with joy, as if in response, and with flashing light, it broke through the void and went straight away, not wanting to stay for even a moment longer.

The Blood Sea is filthy, and even Innate Spiritual Treasure like the [Sea-Calming Divine Pearls] cannot adapt to the environment.

Now that its merits have been fulfilled and the Blood Sea Authority has been obtained, it no longer needs to guard this person here and is eager to return to the Grotto-heaven blessed land of Wuyi Mountain.

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