After the Three Pure Ones entered seclusion, the quiet chamber on the eastern side of Pangu Hall became the most solemn place on Mount Buzhou.
Three streams of clear light shone through the chamber's vaulted ceiling. Yin-Yang Qi, the Light of Chaos, and Sword Intent's Edge intertwined, ceaseless day and night.
All the spiritual energy on Mount Buzhou slowly circulated under the pull of those three streams of clear light.
Like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, it converged on that quiet chamber, then became a hazy spiritual mist as the Three Pure Ones breathed it in and out, shrouding the eastern side of Pangu Hall like an immortal paradise.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches each attended to their duties. Some drilled their clanspeople in the tribes, some tempered their bodies in the Cultivation Secret Realm, and some traveled to the Blood Sea to help Houtu maintain the Purification Grand Array.
Everything on Mount Buzhou proceeded in orderly fashion, but everyone knew that what the Three Pure Ones were doing would determine the future of the Divine Dao's Way of Enlightenment.
Inside the quiet chamber, the Three Pure Ones sat cross-legged in a triangular formation.
Taiqing Laozi occupied the center, the Taiji Diagram slowly revolving beneath his feet.
Yin-Yang Qi circled him like two roaming dragons, and with every breath, he worked out the foundational framework of the new system.
Yuqing Yuanshi occupied the left position. The Pangu Banner snapped behind him, and the Light of Chaos surged without cease.
It refined and reinforced the framework Taiqing Laozi had deduced, layer by layer, as though sketching the contours and boundaries of every realm on an invisible blueprint, with chaos as the brush and laws as the ink.
Shangqing Tongtian occupied the right position. The Four Swords of Immortal Slaying hung