Mastering the Innate Three Talents Grand Formation

One step inside, and heaven and earth transformed.

The passage connecting to the outside world silently closed behind him, completely cutting off the clamor of the Eastern Sea and the potential threat of the Dragon Clan.

What rushed toward him was an innate spiritual qi far denser and purer than any blessed land in the primordial wilderness, carrying a trace of ancient meaning as if chaos had just begun to open.

This spiritual qi was nearly condensed into substance, forming a hazy, seven-colored mist of radiant clouds that swirled around his body. With every breath, he felt his primordial spirit grow clear and his dharma power subtly stir.

Beneath his feet lay a rainbow bridge spanning the void, connecting three towering immortal islands.

This bridge was not a physical entity but woven from countless Great Dao runes, naturally manifesting by drawing upon the essence of heaven and earth. It shimmered with flowing light, ever-changing and unpredictable.

Though it appeared illusory, stepping onto it brought an indescribable sense of weight and solidity, as if treading upon the Great Earth Mother Qi that bore all things, putting the heart at ease.

Zhenyuanzi stood on the rainbow bridge, his simple, unadorned Daoist robe gently stirring in the spirit mist. He did not advance immediately but first quietly comprehended the Dao rhythm of this unique realm.

Beneath the bridge was not seawater but a churning sea of clouds formed from pure spiritual qi and fragments of Dao principles.

Within the sea of clouds, it was not empty. Golden dragon phantoms, naturally condensed from spiritual qi yet lacking complete intelligence, leaped and soared, their scales and claws flying, majestic and extraordinary.

There were also colorful phoenixes, their light and shadow spreading beautiful wings, their clear chirps faintly audible, scattering specks of auspicious light.

These were not real living beings but visions manifested by the overwhelming spiritual mechanism of this place and the Great Dao's revelation. Yet they added countless immortal auras, proclaiming the realm's extraordinary nature.

He looked around, his gaze calm and profound. The three main islands were arranged in a triangular formation, connected by the rainbow bridge.

Each one radiated boundless majesty—some with towering peaks in rows, flying waterfalls and flowing springs; others with immortal flowers covering the ground, jade grass exuding fragrance; still others with palaces faintly visible, jade trees and coral branches.

With just a rough sweep of perception, he could detect countless innate spiritual plants and mineral ores scattered throughout, long extinct in the outside world or even unheard of, inhaling and exhaling pure innate spiritual mechanism.

Zhenyuanzi's thought stirred. His immensely powerful divine sense spread out like mercury spilling on the ground, no longer blocked by the external Innate Three Talents Grand Formation. It began to meticulously scan and investigate this "treasure land" that belonged solely to him.

Wherever his divine sense reached, more astonishing wonders reflected in his "heart's eye":

On the eastern immortal island, within a bamboo forest shrouded in purple mist, he discovered a spiritual root whose entire body seemed carved from purple jade, its joints bearing natural thunder runes—the Purple Firmament Thunder Bamboo.

This bamboo contained the Origin of Innate Thunder, supremely hard and supremely yang. It was a peerless divine material for refining thunder-attribute dharma treasures, capable of warding off evil and subduing demons. A single wisp of its aura could shatter the souls of malevolent beings.

On the western immortal island, deep within a cold pond, grew a lotus blooming quietly, its petals displaying nine different shades of icy blue—the "Nine Nether Cold Lotus."

The extreme cold it emitted could freeze the primordial spirit and dharma power of an ordinary Golden Immortal, yet it could nourish the origin of water and ice attributes. It was a peerless rare treasure for cultivating related Great Daos and refining cold-attribute elixirs.

On the southern immortal island, atop a flame mountain, a seven-colored flame that never extinguished and constantly shifted forms leaped and burned—the "Seven-Colored Glazed Flame."

This flame was neither heavenly fire nor earthly fire. It was born from pure Essence of Innate Fire mixed with a trace of Chaos Aura, possessing multiple wondrous uses such as refining tools, tempering the body, and engaging enemies. It was highly spirited.

However, what drew Zhenyuanzi's attention even more was that in the core regions of these three main islands, each had a far more vast and restrained innate spiritual mechanism slowly circulating, like the pulsating heart of a sleeping giant beast, driving the spiritual qi tides of the entire island.

Clearly, these three spiritual mechanisms were the true cores of the Three Immortal Islands, each nurturing an extraordinary treasure of no small significance!

Especially at the core of the central island—the most majestic and imposing of all—that spiritual mechanism was incomparably heavy, carrying a unique Dao rhythm of bearing all things and nourishing all beings. It vaguely resonated and attracted with the Kunyuan True Scripture he cultivated and the origin of his Essence of Innate Earthen Energy.

It was as if that treasure was inherently connected to his Way of the Great Earth by countless threads, an indispensable link on his path of cultivation.

Zhenyuanzi walked unhurriedly on the rainbow bridge, moving steadily toward the direction of the central island. Each step was firm and powerful, his pace vaguely aligned with the breathing of this heaven and earth.

He did not rush to collect the many rare treasures he had discovered, his face still bearing that calm expression like an ancient well without ripples.

In his eyes, since he could enter these Three Immortal Islands sealed by the Innate Three Talents Grand Formation, everything within them, in a sense, was already his for the taking. Taking them early or late made no difference.

Compared to eagerly seizing treasures, he valued more thoroughly understanding and mastering this realm itself.

Only by understanding its operating principles and mastering its core grand formation could he unleash the full potential of the Three Immortal Islands, truly transforming them into part of his own Dao foundation, rather than merely a treasure vault.

Zhenyuanzi sat cross-legged again on the rainbow bridge.

He closed his eyes, his hands naturally resting on his knees, but his mind became tightly connected to the entire Three Immortal Islands and the vast Innate Three Talents Grand Formation outside.

Earlier, outside the formation, his comprehension of the grand formation was mainly to find its operating patterns, seeking a way to open the gate with skill, like studying the structure of a lock from outside the door, aiming to unlock it.

Now, however, he was already inside the treasure vault. His goal was no longer to "open the door" but to comprehend, from within, at a deeper and more thorough level, all the mysteries of this Innate Three Talents Grand Formation.

He sought to understand how it drew upon the origin of Chaos Fragments, how it harmonized the three energies of Heaven, Earth, and Man, how it formed its own cosmos, and how it became invulnerable to all magic.

He would completely analyze, master, and ultimately turn this top-tier innate grand formation of the primordial wilderness into part of his own formation cultivation. In the future, he might even deploy it at Longevity Mountain to strengthen his Dao field's defenses.

His divine sense, like the finest roots, slowly permeated every inch of land, every wisp of spiritual qi, and every strand of law chain within the Three Immortal Islands. He was no longer a "breaker" but a "merger" and "learner."

He comprehended how the "Heaven" node received the pure spirit qi from the darkness, maintaining the stability and independence of space.

He realized how the "Earth" node took root in chaos, transformed energy, and nourished all things.

He understood how the "Man" node (where "Man" here leaned more toward "Spirit" and "Will") coordinated and unified, granting the grand formation agile changes and response mechanisms.

The Three Talents flowed, mutually generating and restraining each other, circulating endlessly. Immersed in this deep comprehension, Zhenyuanzi's own understanding of the Great Dao of heaven and earth—especially in aspects like "stability," "space," and "spiritual mechanism circulation"—soared at an unprecedented speed.

He could even feel that his cultivation, already at the Peak of Great Luo Golden Immortal, was becoming increasingly rounded and condensed under this baptism of the Great Dao. He seemed to touch upon more mysteries of the obscure Mixed Yuan Dao Realm.

Time lost its meaning in this immortal realm formed from Chaos Fragments. Perhaps it was only a moment, perhaps a thousand years had passed.

When Zhenyuanzi opened his eyes again, three miniature immortal island phantoms seemed to flash deep within his pupils, perfectly aligning with the external Innate Three Talents Grand Formation. An absolute sense of control over this place arose spontaneously.

At this moment, he had not only completely mastered this Innate Three Talents Grand Formation but could, with a single thought, activate all its might—defense, trapping enemies, concealment—its wondrous uses were endless.