The Path to the Peak Is Complete; Returning to the Primordial World, the Spark Rekindles as Calamity Waves Rise

The Chaos Sea, the Green Lotus Sanctuary.

Tongtian slowly opened his eyes. Chaos light flowed through them, deep as an abyss, as if they held the birth and destruction of countless worlds and the cycles of reincarnation. The vast aura of a Quasi-Saint Peak had settled into perfect harmony, no longer the least bit unstable. The enormous expenditure from activating the Myriad Worlds Mirror projection had been fully restored by the life force of the Green Lotus and the nourishment of the Chaos Origin. He was even stronger than before.

He opened his palm. The projection of the Myriad Worlds Mirror, formed through the resonance between the Chaos Bead and the Green Lotus Remnant Root, floated quietly above it. The mirror's surface was hazy gray and appeared ordinary, yet it held an逆天 power capable of peering into spacetime. Though it was only a projection and came at a tremendous cost to use, it was undoubtedly one of the greatest unexpected gains of his journey.

"It's time to go back," Tongtian said softly. His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable resolve.

The situation in the Primordial World had changed. The shadow of otherworldly infiltration was everywhere, and the anomaly on Golden Ao Island had set off alarm bells in his mind. Wudang had already begun to act, but her strength was still meager. It was time for his spark to return to the battlefield, where a prairie fire was about to erupt.

He rose and solemnly bowed to the Green Lotus Remnant Root at the center of the sanctuary, its gentle green light sustaining the place.

"I will forever remember your kindness in protecting my path. Once I've settled my karmic debts in the Primordial World, I'll return and help you reunite your origin."

The Green Lotus Remnant Root swayed gently, sending him a faint yet unmistakable sense of longing and encouragement, as if bidding him farewell.

Tongtian no longer hesitated. With a thought, the Chaos Bead appeared above his head, releasing streams of energy that shielded him. He took one step and left the Green Lotus Sanctuary, plunging once more into the raging currents of Chaos.

Yet his return this time was worlds apart from when he had first entered Chaos!

With his Quasi-Saint Peak cultivation and deeper understanding of the Path of Chaos, he was no longer like a blind man groping his way through this perilous Chaos Sea, passively swept along by the currents. He moved like lightning through the gaps between surging energies, deftly avoiding the enormous Spacetime Rifts and Chaos Vortices. He could even vaguely sense the territories of some powerful chaotic lifeforms and skirt around them in advance.

The Chaos Bead shimmered. It not only protected him but also served as the finest guiding light, clearly sensing the direction of the Primordial World. The aura of the Green Lotus Remnant Root also guided him home like a brand, ensuring he would not lose his way in this boundless chaos.

The journey remained dangerous, but it was now under his control.

After an unknown stretch of time, the boundless crystal wall surrounding the Primordial World came into view, radiating the fluctuations of Heavenly Dao laws.

Returning was easier than breaking out had been. For one thing, his strength had greatly increased. For another, the Primordial World's rejection of incoming Chaos Qi was far weaker than its suppression of beings inside trying to break out.

Tongtian found a place where the crystal wall was relatively thin. Once again, he pressed his fingers together like a sword, gathered Chaos Magic Power, and thrust them forward!

Crack!

A tiny fissure split open in the crystal wall, and the familiar aura of the Primordial World rushed toward him.

Tongtian's figure blurred as he turned into a streak of light and darted inside. The fissure quickly sealed behind him.

He had returned to the Primordial World!

Feeling the orderly Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, sparse though it was, and the omnipresent constraints of Heavenly Dao laws, Tongtian felt as if he had awakened from another lifetime. His experience in the Chaos Sea had been brief, but it had completely transformed his understanding of the Great Dao and himself.

He had appeared not in the Eastern Guixu, but in a barren range of mountains in the northern Primordial World, not far from the ruins of the Ancient Battlefield where he had previously secluded himself.

He did not immediately head for Golden Ao Island. Instead, he first concealed his entire aura, merged his form with the void, and carefully sensed the changes in the world.

Just as the Myriad Worlds Mirror had revealed, the spiritual energy of the Primordial World had grown more turbulent. A faint but persistent sense of oppression hung over the land, as if after a serious illness or before a storm. The baleful energy was several degrees thicker than before, and fragments of reports about disasters breaking out in various places reached him faintly.

The greatest change came from the far east. Though separated by an immeasurable distance, he could still faintly sense the incessant tremors of laws and the heart-chilling pressure coming from there. The Mysterious Yellow Tower's seal remained in place, but the Realm Demon God's assault had never ceased. The two sides seemed locked in a stalemate. It was as if the entire Primordial World had tilted toward Guixu.

"Looks like Laozi and Haotian can still hold things steady for now," Tongtian judged. "But this stalemate can't last forever."

He tried to sense the locations of Wudang, Kui Niu, and Sanxiao. Using the secret marks he had left behind, he quickly confirmed that Wudang was active near Golden Ao Island and that her aura was steady; Kui Niu was in the East Sea with Ao Guang; and Sanxiao were cultivating in seclusion in the Ancient Battlefield secret realm, their auras somewhat stronger.

Somewhat reassured, he turned his gaze toward Golden Ao Island, his eyes sharpening. He couldn't ignore the strange, dark fluctuation the Myriad Worlds Mirror had revealed.

He was about to set off for Golden Ao Island when a thought struck him. He took out the Myriad Worlds Mirror projection again. Since this treasure could peer into spacetime, why not take the opportunity to check on the current state of a few key figures? Especially his disciples listed on the Investiture of the Gods.

He took a deep breath and once again poured his divine sense and magic power into the treasure mirror. This time, he had experience. He controlled the flow, not seeking to peer across a wide area, but focusing on a few specific targets.

Chaos Qi churned across the mirror's surface, and the images gradually came into focus:

Image One: Heaven, a side hall in the Department of the Dipper. Zhao Gongming was handling official business. His complexion was still somewhat pale, clearly not yet recovered from the aftereffects of damaging his true spirit. But deep in his eyes, amid that deathly numbness, there was now a faint glimmer, nearly impossible to notice, like a spark waiting to set the darkness ablaze. Now and then, he would pause with his brush and gaze into the void beyond the hall, his fingers unconsciously rubbing together as if calculating something.

Image Two: Heaven, the Department of Thunder. Wen Zhong sat atop the Thunder Pool, surrounded by crackling lightning as he cultivated. His aura was even more imposing and fierce than before, but his brow was furrowed as if he were under immense pressure. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked in a certain direction. A deeply conflicted mix of worry and resolve flashed across his face. Then he closed his eyes again and drew the thunder down to temper himself with even greater fervor.

Image Three: The mortal world, a city of the human race. A seemingly ordinary teahouse storyteller was animatedly recounting tales of the ancient Investiture of the Gods, drawing applause from the entire audience. Tongtian's gaze sharpened as he recognized the storyteller's extraordinary foundations. A trace of pure Shangqing Immortal Method aura lay hidden within him, and his stories contained veiled criticism of the current Heaven and the Western Teachings! He was very likely one of the deeply concealed Jiejiao Remnants Wudang had contacted!

Image Four: The Netherworld Underworld, deep within the Reincarnation Disk. Empress Pingxin's figure appeared and disappeared amid the endless light of reincarnation. She was not watching Guixu, but looking down at the lowest level of reincarnation, where something seemed to be sealed. Her eyes were full of solemnity and... a trace of weariness. Suddenly, she seemed to sense something and looked up. Her gaze appeared to pierce the Myriad Worlds Mirror's vision, meeting Tongtian's for an instant. The image then shook violently and vanished!

Tongtian grunted and severed the connection once more. His face had grown even paler, but his eyes blazed with light!

This was valuable—extremely valuable!

Gongming and Wen Zhong didn't seem to have given up all hope. They were even preparing in secret! Wudang's efforts were already bearing fruit! And Empress Pingxin... What was she suppressing? Did she know he was watching?

As he digested this information, the scale he carried to contact Ao Guang in the Dragon Palace suddenly began to vibrate urgently and grow hot!

Tongtian immediately took it out. Ao Guang's frantic divine-sense transmission flooded his mind:

"Master! We're in trouble! The Guixu battlefield has changed! Unable to break through, that Demon God split off several Demonic Thought avatars with strength comparable to Quasi-Saints. They bypassed the Mysterious Yellow Tower's main sealed area and infiltrated the Primordial World! One of them is heading toward Golden Ao Island! Its target... its target is very likely the thing beneath the island. It may also have discovered Fairy Wudang's whereabouts! I'm being held up by several Chaos Demon Monsters and can't get away. Hurry and help!"

A cold light erupted from Tongtian's eyes!

So the thing beneath Golden Ao Island had attracted trouble! Wudang might even be caught up in it!

He could no longer afford to rest. His aura exploded around him, and the unrestrained might of a Quasi-Saint Peak swept out, stirring the winds and clouds for tens of thousands of miles!

"Wretch! How dare you trespass on my old home!"

His long shout shook Northern俱芦 Continent! He tore through the void and became a dark gray streak of light that split the heavens and earth, speeding toward Golden Ao Island in the East Sea at an unimaginable pace!

This time, he would no longer hide himself or keep a low profile!

He would crush the Demonic Thought avatar that dared covet the former home of the Interception Sect with overwhelming force!

He would let every being in the Primordial World know that Tongtian had returned—with the power of the peak!

The spark had returned to its place, and the Calamity Wave surged!