Forging the Ancient into Dao Soldiers

Very soon!

The red that had nearly covered the entire Great Profound Realm receded by more than half, replaced by an exquisitely sublime and sacred purple hue.

Purple and red stood in rivalry, each claiming its own territory.

It was not limited to the Great Profound Realm; even the Heavens and Myriad Worlds within the Chaos Sea were the same.

Xuan stood quietly within the Purple Qi Dao Field.

Within his pale violet eyes seemed to be reflected an infinite, boundless expanse. The past, present, and even future had lost all meaning before him.

The Earth Immortal Realm, the Original Truth Realm, the Peaceful Realm, the Taiyi World, and the distant other shore of the Chaos Sea.

As well as the Great Profound Realm's Time Branch spanning the Chaos Sea, and the Heavenly Demon Realm coiled at the bottom of the Chaos Sea, where limitless heavenly demons dwelled...

Even Saint Venerable, concealed beneath the surging chaos aura and doing his utmost to hide himself, was revealed beneath his gaze.

It was as though, with the slightest stir of his fingers, he could influence the threads of countless living beings throughout the Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

He did not even need to deliberately think; everything would develop in the direction he anticipated.

It was an exceedingly wondrous feeling, yet also a terrifying one.

After all, an individual's "self" was far too insignificant when compared with "omniscience."

Had Xu Xing not existed as an anchor—one of equal standing to him who had retained his sense of self—his own "self" would likely have dispersed the instant he attained Dao Source.

There was no return from Dao Source...

Once one reached this step, there would be no turning back.

Xuan lowered his eyes and sat down once more upon the Purple Qi Dao Platform.