Sever Karma, Dao Heart Clear

Xuandu sat cross-legged at the edge of the Chaos Ancient Forest, his eyes half-closed, his aura as still and deep as an abyss.

The Chaos Bead hovered above his head, its forty-nine Chaos Restrictions flowing soundlessly, like an invisible barrier separating him from the outside world.

His consciousness had completely sunk into the depths of his Purple Mansion, inch by inch probing the threads of Karma entwined around his Dao Heart.

The first thread of Karma came from the Interception Sect.

Those disciples he had personally taken in, those figures who cultivated and spread the teachings in the name of the Interception Sect.

Their fortune was linked to his, their foundations resonated with his, and their breakthroughs continually nourished his cultivation.

Those connections were like ceaseless rivers, endlessly pouring the power of Chaos into his body.

But now, wielding the will of the Martial Dao Great Dao as a blade, he slowly cut toward the sources of those rivers.

"Sever."

A soft sound echoed through the depths of his Purple Mansion. It was not loud, yet it was like a massive stone sinking into deep water, sending ripples spreading outward.

The first thread of Karma snapped.

The fortune of the Interception Sect still surged, and those disciples continued cultivating, but those auras no longer flowed into the depths of his origin.

It was like a lake that had once been connected, now divided in two by a dam.

His foundation trembled slightly for an instant before stabilizing once more.

He did not sense that faint tremor, instead continuing toward the second thread of Karma.

The feedback from Human Martial Dao cultivators, the entanglement of fortune from the Great Wilderness Land, and those beings who had resonated with him through his imparting of the Dao and teaching of skills.

One thread