Primordial Wilderness: This poor Daoist Yun Xiao, Saint of Three Immortal Island!

As the voice fell, the inner voice spoke again: "Once you reach the summit, then what?"

"Go home!"

This time, Yun Xiao answered without a moment's hesitation.

Home...

Those two simple words left the voice silent for a long time, as if it could not grasp her meaning—or perhaps it had never expected her wish to be so plain.

"Hum—"

After a long while, the cave scene abruptly shifted, transforming into an ancient hall. As far as the eye could see, it was vast and empty, like a forgotten wasteland, utterly devoid of life.

At that moment, Yun Xiao's eyes cleared, but her back was drenched in cold sweat.

Just now, an unknown force had invaded her mind—like a pair of eyes that could see through all falsehood staring straight into her soul!

And every answer she had given was the truest thought from the depths of her heart, with no chance to lie!

"Was this some kind of trial?"

Thinking of the withered bones she had encountered earlier, Yun Xiao seemed to understand something.

Great God Pangu split heaven and earth and created the Primordial Wilderness. He could be called the ancestor of all life within it.

Reaching the pinnacle was the goal every cultivator pursued—there was nothing wrong with that.

But if, after reaching the pinnacle, one sought to dominate the Primordial Wilderness or commit other transgressions, it stood to reason that Pangu would not permit it.

If she had answered wrongly just now, she would likely have ended up like those bones on the ground, perishing in Buzhou Mountain, forgotten by all!

"Such a terrifying scheme..."

Yun Xiao silently breathed a sigh of relief. Truly, great fortune came hand in hand with great danger.

This deepened her understanding of the perils of the Primordial Wilderness.

The hall was immense, filled everywhere with hazy gray-white mist. Its depth and height were unknowable, as if she had stepped into the chaotic era of heaven and earth's creation.

Yun Xiao parted the mist and moved forward cautiously, fixing on one direction. Here, she could sense nothing—even time itself seemed to have stalled.

"Have I walked for days, months, years... or centuries?"

She murmured to herself. This place was a void, offering no direction. Space and time were blurred, as if it were a world unto itself.

"Is there any way to find a path out?"

Yun Xiao pondered quietly, without despair. Since she had passed the trial to reach this place, she refused to believe it had set her on a road to certain death!

"Hum—"

Just then, a flicker appeared between her brows. A small mirror floated out on its own, sending ripples of energy deep into the mist.

"The Enlightenment Mirror?"

At that moment, a sensation arose in Yun Xiao's heart. Following the direction of the mirror's ripples, she sensed that somewhere in the mist, a treasure with a similar aura to the mirror's—yet of a higher quality—was emitting comparable waves.

The fluctuation was extremely faint; if the Enlightenment Mirror had not drawn it out, it would have been impossible to detect.

"Is this a Spiritual Treasure resonance?"

Joy lit up Yun Xiao's face. With the mirror hovering above her head, she pushed through layer after layer of mist, advancing cautiously toward the source of the sensation.

She walked for an unknown time until the mist grew thinner. Quickening her pace, she soon broke through the fog, and the long-lost sense of space and time returned.

But Yun Xiao did not press forward.

Before her stood a massive gate, like the very portal of heaven, towering before her eyes. Its distance and height were immeasurable, and it completely blocked the way ahead!

The gate was immensely thick, made of some unknown material, exuding an aura that could crush mountains and rivers, as if an endless divine peak stood here.

Yet what shook Yun Xiao most were two lines of ancient characters carved into the gate—bold and forceful, each stroke cutting deep into the stone!

"If the Great Dao offers no path, I shall carve one with my own strength!"

Yun Xiao read them aloud, her heart trembling with awe.

What a magnificent spirit this was!

If the Great Dao could not be attained, then one would use their own power to forge a path—such boldness defied description!

The Great Dao was ethereal and elusive, so ancient that no text could trace its origin. Most beings could not even touch it, let alone know of its existence.

Yet these words spoke of boundless heroism, a spirit that looked down upon the ages, daring to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Great Dao, daring to break it with sheer force!

"Could these words have been left by Great God Pangu?"

"If so, then he truly stood towering between heaven and earth, swallowing the cosmos with his might!"

Yun Xiao stared fixedly at the two lines, and a surge of heroic feeling rose unbidden in her heart.

At this moment, she even felt her blood begin to boil!

She stepped forward slowly, and without thinking, reached out to touch the characters. In an instant, a dizzying sensation struck her—as if endless time was fast-forwarding, rewinding, then fast-forwarding again...

Finally, a scene burst into her mind.

In that scene, a towering Giant stood with his feet upon thirty-six petals of Azure Lotus, a jade disc above his head, and a heaven-upholding Divine Axe in his hand, his entire body blazing with radiant green light.

Before the Giant stood countless colossal beings, and just a single glance at them made one's heart and soul tremble.

Yun Xiao could sense that any one of these beings, if it appeared in the world, would be enough to trample the current Primordial Wilderness flat.

Yet these beings were not alive—they had all been slain by the Giant!

Blood of every color soaked the entire world, twisting it into an abstract painting of chaos!

The next moment, the Giant's form began to swell without measure, until it burst through Chaos itself, radiating the overwhelming aura of one who would split Heaven and Earth!

"My Dao..."

The Giant gazed into the distance, and amid the roar of the Great Dao, his axe split Chaos, carving out an indescribably vast rift in the primordial fabric!

In that instant, a boundless pressure surged from the rift. The Giant stood firm, but the Jade Disk above his head, the Azure Lotus beneath his feet, and the Divine Axe in his hand were all shattered by the pressure, breaking into several streaks of flowing light that flew to every corner.

"By incarnating as the Dao, I shall finally attain the Supreme."

The Giant murmured to himself, then, like a blazing azure sun, he stepped into the rift of Chaos.

At the same time, the vision vanished, and Yun Xiao's consciousness returned to reality.

"That Giant... was it the Great God Pangu?"

She drew a deep breath. The scene she had just witnessed was truly overwhelming.

After a long while, Yun Xiao finally calmed down. But just as she prepared to study the gate again, she let out a soft "Ah."

At some point, she had already passed through the gate and now stood inside a magnificent hall.

On the wall deep within the hall, a single character—"Dao"—was carved, so seamlessly integrated with the wall that it seemed to be one with it, radiating an indescribable Dao Rhyme.

At the very center of the "Dao" character, a fragment was deeply embedded. Its appearance was exactly the same as the Jade of Creation that had hovered above the Great God Pangu's head in the vision!

And the resonance that had drawn the Enlightenment Mirror was also emanating from this fragment.

A Fragment of the Jade of Creation!

Yun Xiao's eyes lit up. No wonder the Enlightenment Mirror had stirred earlier—it was because both were treasures of enlightenment, and the mirror had been attracted by the aura of the Jade of Creation!

After all, the Jade of Creation was a legendary supreme treasure for enlightenment!

Rumor had it that the Great God Pangu's extraordinary achievements were partly due to his transcendent origins, but the Jade of Creation had also played an indispensable role!

"Indeed, great risk brings great fortune. Judging by the size of this fragment, it must be the main piece of the Jade of Creation."

Yun Xiao's gaze was bright. But just as she was about to use her Magical Power to draw the treasure toward her—

"Buzz—"

The next moment, the "Dao" character carved into the wall suddenly burst forth with two streaks of flowing light, converging into two paths that appeared before Yun Xiao!

The two paths sealed off the aura of the Fragment of the Jade of Creation. To claim the treasure, she had to choose one of them!

"These paths..."

Yun Xiao's mind trembled. Mist shrouded both paths. On one path, the mist coalesced into the character "Life," while on the other, it formed the character "Death"!

"Death!"

That word was exceedingly ominous—a realm no cultivator wished to touch. Especially here, it seemed to be cast in blood, as if opening the gates of hell!

As for "Life," it was filled with profound Dao Rhyme. Every stroke and line seemed to expound the ultimate principles of the Great Dao, drawing the heart irresistibly toward it.

Life. Death.

Yun Xiao gazed at the two paths before her, sinking into thought.

A new trial had been placed before her.

And this time, it was even more direct: one Path of Life, one path of death, laid out plainly for her to choose.

Yun Xiao understood.

If she chose the wrong path, what awaited her would be eternal damnation!