Method of Breakthrough

As order in the new world within the Chaos Bead gradually stabilized, an indescribable sense of urgency surged up in Zhou Qing's heart.

Though Chen Xuan had been destroyed, the remnants of the Pseudo-Jie Sect were still being purged, and the coldness and emptiness from "True Chaos," along with that vague yet spine-pricking premonition, made him know all too well that the crisis was far from over.

He needed greater power to protect this hard-won "Ark" and fulfill his duty as "Heavenly Dao."

He came once more to the summit of Buzhou Mountain, where Lingbao Tianzun's illusory yet seemingly eternal figure often stood, quietly watching worlds rise and perish.

"You have come." Lingbao Tianzun did not turn back, his voice resounding directly in the lake of his heart, still carrying that ancient weariness.

"Tianzun sees clearly," Zhou Qing said, bowing. "Though the Pseudo-Jie Sect has collapsed, outside there is chaos like an abyss, and within, a hundred ruins await restoration."

"I deeply feel my strength is insufficient. I beg Tianzun to guide the road ahead."

Lingbao Tianzun slowly turned around, his face beneath the clear radiance seeming even more indistinct.

He was silent for a moment, that gaze seeming to pierce through Zhou Qing and see the very foundation of this heaven and earth.

"You wish to prove the Primordial Realm here, with this body?" Tianzun's voice was calm and rippleless.

Zhou Qing's heart tightened, and he said respectfully, "Yes. I beg Tianzun to point me through the fog."

"Difficult, difficult, difficult." Lingbao Tianzun said the word three times in a row. "It is not that your aptitude is insufficient, nor that the Heavenly Dao forbids it. It is truly that this heaven and earth is not 'whole.'"

"Not whole?"

"The Chaos Bead was opened up by my power, formed