After returning from Nuwa's place, Taiyi sat in his own cave abode for an entire day.
He did nothing, merely sat there. He turned their conversation over and over in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the colder his back became. Nuwa's words, "Take care of yourself," burned into his heart like a branding iron.
But panicking alone was useless.
Taiyi took a deep breath and suppressed all those chaotic thoughts. His most urgent task was to digest what he had gained from listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace and push his cultivation a little further. The peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm was not enough; he had to edge closer to the threshold of Quasi-Saint.
He rose and made a round of his cave abode, setting up every restriction and arranging every formation that needed to be arranged. Only then did he return to the cushion in the center of the meditation chamber and sit down cross-legged.
Closing his eyes, he sank his divine sense into his sea of consciousness.
The moment he sank in, it was like a boiling cauldron inside.
The three Karma Reversal fragments slowly revolved in the depths of his sea of consciousness. Dark-gold patterns flowed endlessly across them, radiating that cold, chaotic, forbidden aura. Surrounding the fragments were the Great Dao insights he had gained from listening at Zixiao Palace—scattered and fragmented, like puzzle pieces that had not yet been fully assembled.
At the very center, the newly acquired strand of Qi of Tribulation and Destiny floated silently. Gray and hazy, it occasionally twisted like a hibernating snake.
Further out lay the origin of True Sun Fire, brilliant gold and fiercely scorching. There was also the Dao essence of the Chaos Bell, ancient and weighty, suppressing everything.
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