Spirit-Bearing Mountain
The spirit mountain stood against the vast ocean, clear waves surging into a thousand towering breakers.
Within the mountain, Yang Huai opened his eyes.
"What a pity. Creation, fire, yin and yang, the five elements, light, pure yang—none of these origins are what I seek..."
He felt a trace of regret.
If he were willing to lower his standards somewhat, he could already achieve complete origin perfection and proceed to glimpse the Primordial Unity Dao Realm.
But he imposed exacting demands upon his own Grand Dao.
Naturally, he had the means to do so.
Beyond that, Yang Huai had also noticed something unusual.
Tens of thousands of years had passed, yet not a single Primordial Unity Golden Immortal who had merged with the Boundless Grand Dao had been born in the heavens' void. This inevitably stirred some speculation within him.
He knew that someone had likely sealed off the Wuliang Origin Grand Dao he controlled.
Or perhaps imposed some similar prohibition.
Thus, even now, there was only one Primordial Unity Golden Immortal who had merged with the Boundless Grand Dao.
Only those Saint Venerables or chief gods could possess such methods. Unable to find him, they had sealed the Wuliang Origin Grand Dao controlled by Yang Huai.
If no perfected Primordial Unity Golden Immortal cultivating the Boundless Grand Dao was ever born between heaven and earth, he would naturally remain trapped within it forever, like a bird in a cage.
Furthermore, he seemingly did not know the secret of condensing an origin dharma treasure.
That was tantamount to gripping his lifeline.
Unfortunately for them, they had likely miscalculated.
This move was not enough to completely lock down his lifeline.
"If all else fails, I can have the North Celestial Purple Tenuity Heavenly Emperor self travel to First-Yang Mountain