Breaking through to Daluo required using laws as a foundation, connecting with the Dao, and condensing one's own Dao Fruit.
Ordinary divine beings like Kunpeng, without his guidance, would mostly use Wind and Water to condense their Dao Fruits and break through to Daluo.
Most divine beings did the same. After all, when there was a broad, well-trodden path, why seek out a narrow one? But Guiyuan was different.
He did indeed possess an innate Great Dao: the Defense Dao.
Using it as his foundation, he could immediately attain Daluo, but the Defense Dao was better suited to defense than combat.
With that as his Daluo Dao, he would likely find it difficult to change his fate.
One could not casually form a Daluo Dao Fruit. Once it was condensed, the Great Daos would repel one another, making it exceptionally difficult to comprehend any others.
Guiyuan sat cross-legged, lost in thought.
Before long,
a thought flashed through Guiyuan's mind. I want to attain the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal realm—or, after becoming a Saint, remain free of Hongjun's constraints. At the very least, my own Great Dao must be strong.
Pangu attained the Dao through the Three Thousand Laws, condensing the Great Dao of Power, also known as Pangu. Hongjun used the Jade Plate of Creation to comprehend the Three Thousand Laws and condense his own Hongjun Dao.
I can also comprehend the Three Thousand Laws and condense my own "Guiyuan" Dao. Other divine beings might not manage it—unless they had luck as immense as Hongjun's.
But I have the foundations I built in the Eternal Life Great World. The Primordial Heavenly Dao there, Genesis of Gods, and even the Epoch Dao of the Sect Master all took shape this way.
There's no reason I can't condense one myself and use it as the foundation of my Dao Fruit.
Once his thoughts settled, Guiyuan rose, his eyes bright. He knew what he had to do. Only, for now...
The Great Daos of the Eternal Life Great World are vastly different from those of the Primordial World. They're somewhat like the Ferocious Beasts' Chaos Dao, which clashes with the Primordial World's Great Daos—though the rejection isn't as severe.
Even if I condense one, I'll still have to comprehend the Great Daos of the Primordial World. Otherwise, using the Great Daos of the Eternal Life Great World to condense a Dao Fruit will likely make it difficult to attain the Dao.
How should I comprehend them?
Guiyuan sat atop Changbai Mountain, gazing into the distance. There he saw a mountain that towered into the heavens. If Changbai Mountain was the ancestral vein of the north,
then this mountain was the ancestral vein of the Primordial World.
The Pangu Pillar—Mount Buzhou.
"I'll head to Mount Buzhou and use the remnant imprint of Pangu there to comprehend the Great Daos of the Primordial World."
Standing atop Changbai Mountain, Guiyuan looked across the ancestral lands he had begun to clear.
With a thought, the Xuanyuan Controlling Water Flag flew out first. Its dark radiance shimmered as it transformed into a curtain of water and merged with his True Spirit.
Then he used the array he had comprehended from it—the Xuanyuan Water-Controlling Array—to seal off the water vapors and space in all directions.
Next, he continuously used baleful qi as his foundation, concealing it within the mountain ranges and earth veins of Mount Buzhou.
The baleful qi intertwined with the Xuanyuan Water-Controlling Array, forming a fierce, baleful formation that enveloped the land and sky.
Within the formation, baleful qi surged, space turned upside down, and murderous intent lurked.
An ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal who trespassed would be lucky to escape with their life.
When he was done, Guiyuan joined his fingers like a brush and drew upon his magical power, inscribing a massive "Guiyuan" Dao mark in the air.
The mark radiated his unique aura, its golden light shining as it proclaimed that this place had a master.
"This should keep things safe."
He did not linger. His magical power surged into motion.
"Great Spacetime Technique!"
"Great Teleportation Technique!"
The Spacetime Law and Time Law rippled around him at once. Guiyuan took a step, and his figure vanished into layers of overlapping space, speeding toward the heart of the Primordial World—
Mount Buzhou.
The Northern Continent bordered the central region of the Primordial World, and Mount Buzhou was not far away.
For several hundred years, Guiyuan traveled through the void, occasionally appearing to sense the changes in the world's energy.
The closer he came to the central region, the richer and more vibrant the surrounding spiritual energy became, utterly unlike the desolate, oppressive atmosphere of the north.
Finally, several hundred years later, he stepped out of the void and set foot in the territory of Mount Buzhou.
The instant he arrived, Guiyuan keenly sensed the difference.
The Great Daos of this land were exceptionally active. Daoist resonance filled every breath of air and every inch of earth.
The efficiency of cultivation and comprehension here must have far exceeded that of other parts of the Primordial World.
"As expected of the source of the Primordial World's ancestral veins, formed from Pangu's Spine," he thought with admiration.
But as he continued toward the towering main peak of Mount Buzhou, another sensation gradually grew clearer.
An intangible yet unimaginably weighty pressure slowly descended upon him.
It was as though the entire sky and earth were watching him. The deeper he went, the stronger the pressure originating from Pangu became.
"No wonder so few Innate Sacred beings were born in Mount Buzhou's territory," Guiyuan realized. "To be born and nurtured beneath such pressure, one's Origin Foundation must be astonishing."
He recalled the legends of later generations. The future Saint renowned for creating humanity seemed to have taken form somewhere on Mount Buzhou.
There were few signs of life along the way.
Mount Buzhou's territory was vast, but anyone who could remain here and cultivate for long had to be at least a Golden Immortal.
Anyone below that realm would struggle even to withstand Pangu's Pressure, let alone cultivate here.
Guiyuan restrained his aura and steadily advanced toward the towering mountain that held up the sky.
All around him was silence, broken only by the wind and the resonance of the Great Dao.
Suddenly—
"Boom!!!"
A tremendous explosion erupted far ahead!
A violent surge of spiritual energy, carrying two utterly different laws of the Great Dao, crashed together and sent destructive ripples sweeping outward.
Mountains crumbled and ancient trees turned to ash wherever the shockwave passed.
Guiyuan paused and looked up.
In the distant sky, treasure light shot upward as dragon roars mingled with beastly howls. A fierce battle was clearly underway.
Guiyuan flashed into the thick of the battle.
Before him, the mountains had split apart, and two enormous beasts were fighting to the death.
One was covered in scales, with horns growing from its head, its dragon roar shaking the heavens.
The other was wreathed in auspicious light, its hooves treading on clouds, its roar shaking the earth.
Both had powerful bodies and clashed with divine abilities. They were at the Mid-stage Primordial Unity realm.
Guiyuan raised an eyebrow.
The Dragon Race and the Qilin Clan? They were already at each other's throats?
He made no effort to conceal his aura. The pressure of a Peak Primordial Unity cultivator naturally radiated from him.
The dragon and qilin locked in battle sensed him at the same time, and delight erupted in both pairs of enormous beastly eyes!
The dragon roared first, its voice shaking the surrounding lands. "I am the grandson of Zulong himself, and the son of Yazi! Fellow Daoist, help me kill this stupid qilin, and the Dragon Palace will reward you handsomely!"
The qilin roared back, unwilling to be outdone. "I carry the bloodline of the Qilin Clan's Crown Prince, Six-Unlikeness! Help me slaughter this wicked dragon, and you may take your pick from the Qilin Treasure Trove!"
They both mistook Guiyuan for a potential ally and offered him lavish rewards.
But Guiyuan merely stood in midair, looking at them indifferently without a word.
When he showed no sign of being moved, the dragon and qilin fought even more viciously, every blow aimed to kill. They tried to prove their worth to Guiyuan—or perhaps force him to take a side.
After a prolonged stalemate, fury rose in both their hearts. The dragon prince shouted a threat: "You there, Daoist! If you don't help me, once my father arrives, I'll ensure you die and your Dao is destroyed!"
The qilin also roared angrily. "You dare stand by and watch? The elders of my clan will surely seal you beneath Mount Buzhou, where you'll never see the light of day again!"
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