Time flowed on, swift as a white colt flashing past a crevice.
To the Primordial World, it was no more than the flick of a finger.
The lands of the Human Race were vast and boundless, their mortal fortune as deep and vast as the sea, surging without end.
The Twelve Golden Immortals arrived here, concealing their vast Yuqing Immortal Light and transforming into ordinary Daoists. They traveled through famous mountains, great rivers, bustling towns, and the mortal world, painstakingly searching for the reincarnation of Yuqing Yuanshi.
Xuandu Grand Master and Daoist Duobao, along with the other direct disciples of the Interception Sect, did the same. Each deployed extraordinary means to search the endless sea of people for that faint, familiar aura of the Great Dao.
At this moment.
Upon the lands of the Human Race's Nine Provinces.
Laozi rode a green ox, leisurely wandering beneath the heavens.
His beard and hair were all white, his face ancient and unadorned. Not a trace of mana emanated from him, and he seemed no different from an ordinary old man.
Yet wherever he passed, the principles of the Dao naturally spread, like spring rain carried on the wind, nourishing all things in silence.
No one knew his true identity. Because his learning was profound and his words contained the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, people respectfully called him Li Er.
A saying circulated among the Human Race: Laozi and Li Er were one and the same.
That day, Laozi rode his green ox beneath the lingering glow of the setting sun and slowly arrived at a mighty pass of the Human Race.
Hangu Pass.
The commander of Hangu Pass was named Yin Xi.
He was a Golden Immortal general, possessing an Eye of Wisdom capable of observing the phenomena of heaven