Kunlun Mountain, side hall of Taiqing Palace.
Dao Xuan sat cross-legged, pure Qi swirling around him.
The Chaos Bead hung deep within his primordial spirit. Though the giant dragon formed from that strand of Primordial Violet Qi had been suppressed, the Primordial Dao Rhyme it contained nourished his Dao foundation like a trickling stream.
Three thousand years of arduous cultivation passed in the blink of an eye.
This day.
Dao Xuan slowly opened his eyes.
Divine light lay contained within them, clear and profound, as though they held a boundless starry sky.
His aura was complete and steady. He had already reached the peak of the early Quasi-Saint realm!
He was only one opportunity away from severing his second corpse and entering the middle Quasi-Saint realm.
"Primordial Violet Qi is unfathomably profound. At my current realm, it is difficult to refine it any further." Dao Xuan sighed softly, carrying both satisfaction and regret.
With a thought, he restrained his aura.
He rose and adjusted his azure Daoist robe.
Just as he pushed open the door to his quiet room.
A calm, indifferent voice entered his ears:
"Dao Xuan, have you emerged from seclusion? Come to Jade Pure Palace."
It was Primordial Heavenly Venerate's voice.
Dao Xuan did not dare delay. He rode a streak of clear light and arrived before Jade Void Palace in an instant.
Inside Jade Void Palace.
The Three Pure Ones sat upon cloud beds.
Taiqing Saint sat in the center, wearing a fish-tail crown and an Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe. His face resembled a silver moon, three wisps of long beard hung beneath his chin, and he held a coiling-dragon Flat crutch. His aura was detached and boundless.
Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerate sat to the left, wearing a Jade Purity Lotus Crown and