Time flew by, and ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
For mortals, ten years was enough for a generation to be replaced. But for cultivators who had embarked on the path of cultivation, it was merely the span of a thought, gone in an instant.
Within the Inner World, time was tranquil and Dao resonance lingered endlessly.
Wang Xuan sat cross-legged above the sea of clouds in the Ninth Heaven. Dao sounds rumbled around him, shaking the entire world.
Endless Dao Patterns emerged from the Void, interweaving and blossoming. Pristine white Dao lotuses grew from nothing and floated across the heavens. Their petals were crystalline and lustrous, drifting down with a soft rustle in the wind. The moment they touched the ground, they turned into pure source essence, nourishing the mountains and earth and making this world ever more prosperous.
In the four directions of the sea of clouds, four towering figures sat upon auspicious clouds, each with a distinct bearing. They were Moral, Lingbao, Yuanshi, and Wuliang, the four Heavenly Venerables who had long since recovered their consciousness.
The Undying Battle Souls that had once drifted without support, muddled and unaware, now possessed clear minds. They discussed the Dao with Wang Xuan, dissecting the true essence of cultivation.
Word by word and point by point, they broke down the cultivation foundations of the Five Great Secret Realms and carefully deduced incomplete scriptures and imperial arts that had been lost since ancient times.
They thoroughly analyzed every cultivation barrier within the Wheel Sea, Dao Palace, Four Extremes, Dragon Transformation, and Immortal Platform realms.
Throughout this discussion of the Dao, only two beings in the entire Inner World were able to listen and benefit. One was Fairy Guye, who stood quietly before the divine palace and immersed herself