"Is this the World Seed you mentioned?"
Xuan Huang walked over curiously. She could sense an extraordinarily peculiar rhythm within it.
Yet she could not comprehend that rhythm. It seemed somewhat connected to the essence of the Great Dao, yet completely different.
By all reason, a Saint should have found it easy to understand the existence of a World Seed, given their understanding of the nature of worlds and universes.
After all, True Immortals could open up grotto-heavens, Heavenly Immortals could establish Lesser Thousand Worlds, Profound Immortals could establish Middle Thousand Worlds, and Golden Immortals could establish Great Thousand Worlds.
Though a Great Thousand World could not compare to a universe, it already possessed the rudimentary shape of one.
And once one reached Sainthood, one stood shoulder to shoulder with the Heavenly Dao, becoming an existence comparable to a universe.
However, this world and universe had continued growing since its formation and had yet to stabilize completely. It was still in a stage of advancement.
The so-called Law of Space had mostly been developed into a means of combat.
Even if some had opened up space and others had associated it with the creation of universes and worlds, there was still a vast gulf between them.
There was only one reason: this universe lacked the most fundamental thing of all—the World Tree.
In an ordinary universe, a World Tree would form at the moment of its birth. It was also commonly called Jianmu.
Much like the Jianmu Ye Tian had encountered in certain universes before.
It was enough to support a world, a universe.
One could even nurture many rudimentary World Seeds upon the World Tree.
Through them, one could understand more laws and methods of power.
One could also use them to comprehend the Great Dao of world creation.