To glimpse the Great Dao, one must surpass a single person.
That person was undoubtedly the "Dao Ancestor." For the world's Void Refinement cultivators, capturing the three thousand Great Daos between heaven and earth was not the key to breaking through to Body Integration. They had to surpass the Dao Ancestor. This did not mean surpassing his strength, but distinguishing themselves within even the simplest Great Dao he occupied. Thus, anyone who broke through to Body Integration had to possess extraordinary comprehension.
The cultivation world often said that those who attained mastery came first. Yet in an era when the Dao Ancestor existed, the later someone broke through to Body Integration, the more likely they were to possess exceptional talent, for they had escaped his shadow.
The Dao Ancestor's funeral within the Eternal Immortal Sect was far too plain.
The Blue Ancestor's second disciple, Han Meng, and his third disciple, Nangong Siwen—one was refined and courteous despite his fierce name, while the other looked rough despite his scholarly name. When they lived in seclusion outside the sect, they rarely met even once in centuries, and whenever they did, they bickered. Now, after spending years together and facing the statue the sect's disciples had erected for their master over these past few days, they finally set aside the resentment born of their fundamentally conflicting natures.
"The Li Family lied."
Han Meng frowned, gazing toward the Thunder-Fire Demon Cave. "They said that after the battle in the south, all of Azure Cloud Prefecture would be safe. Who knows what trouble they stirred up? Two Mahayana cultivators have appeared over there. It probably won't be long before someone comes to ask us to leave seclusion."
A trace of mockery crossed Nangong Siwen's scarred face. "Senior brother, you've always stayed out of worldly affairs.