The Ancient Dao Master

"It seems quite a few people have already pinpointed the Dao Seed's location." Qingwei said softly.

Chu Ming said nothing, his gaze settling on the intact Order Crystals.

He stepped forward and carefully picked six of the finest ones, giving two each to Qingwei and Thunder Splendor. "Though these are primarily aligned with Order, they contain pure origins of laws. They will also benefit your comprehension of your own laws."

Neither Qingwei nor Thunder Splendor stood on ceremony, and each put theirs away.

Chu Ming kept two for himself, but did not absorb them immediately, sealing them away instead.

What he needed now was a deeper comprehension and understanding of the Law of Order, not mere accumulation of energy.

After finishing this, he sensed the spatial coordinate mark once more.

The mark pointed deeper into the forest, toward its core. By the spatial scale within the Origin Sea, it was roughly over a hundred li away. But that stretch of road would likely be anything but peaceful.

Chu Ming withdrew his thoughts and was about to call Qingwei and Thunder Splendor away when the Time Sword Sect communication jade talisman in his robes began to grow faintly warm again. His divine sense entered it, and Haoqing's voice came through—clearer than before, yet carrying unmistakable urgency.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, we have reached the outskirts of Order Valley, but we have encountered an ambush by the main force of the Black Wind Bandits!

"They have at least three mid-stage third-step cultivators and eight early-stage third-step cultivators! Martial Uncle Ling Feng is leading the others in a hard battle! We may need support... or you should quickly head toward Order Valley and join us. There may also be clues to the Dao Seed there!"

The Black Wind Bandits? The bandit organization they had