The Zixiao Palace had returned to its former tranquility, glowing with a faint purple light and imbued with the Dao's profound aura. Runes of the Great Dao flew out one after another, imprinting themselves upon the barrier above and mending the rifts torn open by the chaotic currents.
After hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, the Great Luo Immortal Realm had gradually fused with the remnants of Great God Pangu's body and taken on the shape of a world. Yet the lack of Great God Pangu's Essence Blood had brought all manner of hidden dangers. The Immortal Realm was still unstable; its outer spaces flickered in and out of existence, making them difficult to develop.
The Great Luo Immortal Realm appeared prosperous, with all things thriving and multiplying. But as the world's Innate Spiritual Qi was depleted and dispersed, gradually turning into acquired spiritual energy, all kinds of problems would surface.
To balance the spiritual energy in the Great Luo Immortal Realm, they would also need to establish a connection with the Demon Realm. That would directly threaten the barrier between the worlds and inevitably weaken its defenses.
Then there were the Saints. They were the Chosen Ones selected by the Heavenly Dao to guide all living beings, but they would also become the greatest variable in this world. One had to understand that those who became Saints would draw vast amounts of spiritual energy from the world. If this were the complete Primordial World, that would be one thing; Great God Pangu's chaotic essence would continuously provide Innate Spiritual Qi, enough to meet the world's needs. But the Great Luo Immortal Realm lacked that essence. It would only take without giving anything back, and the world would ultimately descend into darkness.
Though I had become the Heavenly Dao,