Within the world of the mind, Mysterious Truth Daoist's Primordial Spirit swelled explosively!
As a cultivator at the peak of the Primordial Spirit level, he had long since condensed his Primordial Spirit.
He stood atop a black lotus. The lotus was dark and shadowy, with seven petals in total, while his Primordial Spirit was likewise a dim humanoid figure.
Yet upon that shadowy humanoid body grew eye after eye!
Every eye was pitch-black, with a faint red pupil at its center.
At this moment, all of Mysterious Truth Daoist's consciousness had gathered within his Primordial Spirit.
His gaze warily swept across the golden torrent around him, while a faint dark-red radiance spread from his body.
This radiance was resisting the invasion of the surrounding golden torrent.
He felt immense pressure. No matter how he struggled, the golden torrent continuously dissolved the Primordial Spirit light emanating from him.
The torrent's radiance seemed capable of breaking down all spiritual power.
At this moment, those rays had even penetrated the interior of his Primordial Spirit, and countless illusions began to arise within his mind.
It was as if he saw an endless greater cosmos, countless civilizations standing upon one small world and planet after another.
There were civilizations of the Demonic Path, civilizations of the Monster Path, civilizations of cultivators, and technological civilizations never seen before.
These innumerable civilizations were dismantling his world, while countless rays of light shattered his mind.
"No! Get away from me!"
At this moment, he let out an enraged roar. His consciousness burned, and the light of his Primordial Spirit seemed to transform into a towering blaze that would reduce all things to nothingness.
After cultivating the Primordial Spirit, its greatest effect was that wherever the heart reached, the light of the Primordial Spirit could evolve all things.