Zhou Xuan slowly rose and brushed the dust from the hem of his robe.
Inside his dantian, the black-gold dao fruit revolved steadily.
The Creation Origin Source, destructive turbid qi, and the Immortal Court's highest-authority laws—three utterly different, even mutually repellent powers—had now reached a perfect balance within his dao fruit.
They restrained one another while also merging, forming a completely closed energy cycle.
Zhou Xuan clenched his fists, feeling the power surging through his body.
His cultivation had not broken through that paper-thin barrier. He still stood just short of the threshold of the peerless longevity realm.
But Zhou Xuan knew perfectly well that he was no longer the same man he had been an hour ago.
That piece of Creation Origin Source had forcibly raised his foundation to a truly terrifying level.
His physical strength, the density of his divine soul, and his affinity for laws had all reached unprecedented heights.
Zhou Xuan lifted his foot and took a step forward.
The surrounding air gave a faint sound of distortion.
The absolute stillness laws that had filled the cave's edges, capable of effortlessly erasing even longevity realm powerhouses, actually retreated to either side of their own accord.
The laws were afraid.
The aura surrounding Zhou Xuan was too mixed, and far too domineering.
The Immortal Court's highest authority, the destructive nothingness turbid qi, and the Creation Origin Source he had just forcibly swallowed.
Combined, the pressure these three things emitted exceeded the limits of what Central Province's incomplete world could comprehend.
Zhou Xuan did not deliberately release his pressure. His ordinary breathing alone left the entire underground cave's structure of laws teetering on the brink of collapse.
He extended his right hand and lightly touched a strand of grayish-white law beside him with his fingertip.
The strand of