With a thought, Yang Huai transformed into a streak of light and entered the depths of this chaos embryo.
Before his eyes lay a viscous world of chaos.
Entering it was like sinking into a swamp.
There was no distinction of time, space, or direction around him, nor could he sense the existence of the heaven-and-earth Great Dao origin of the Purple Palace Celestial Realm.
Around this primal universe, multiple layers of primordial heaven-and-earth Great Dao had taken shape, yet they were utterly different from the Purple Palace Celestial Realm.
"Has the Great Dao already formed?"
Yang Huai gazed at the scene and smiled faintly. Thick, boundless chaos qi flowed around him, yet the force that could return all things in heaven and earth to chaos could not pierce the nine-colored immortal light circulating around his body.
The Dao was the supreme outline of a realm.
The stronger the realm, the more formidable the Dao origin it nurtured.
If one examined it closely, these were powerful roots condensed from the natural nurturing of multiple Purple Palace Celestial Realms.
In Yang Huai's view, such Great Dao origins bore a striking resemblance to the Primordial Unity Dao Fruit he had comprehended.
Every ancient immortal god of the Primordial Unity Dao realm could likewise be regarded as a source realm that had already taken form.
It was merely that the origin they possessed was not so vast.
And it was rather singular.
Yet they already possessed a similar essence; that was why Primordial Unity immortal gods were nearly deathless and indestructible, unwearied by ten thousand calamities.
With a thought, the Wuliang Chongli Sword appeared in Yang Huai's hand. His body suddenly swelled, transforming in an instant into a terrifying colossal god over a hundred thousand zhang tall. Boundless immortal light bloomed around him,