After the affairs of the Netherworld and Reincarnation reached a stopping point, the days on Mount Buzhou slipped quietly by amid these alternating Dao lectures.
Pan Xuan, Houtu, and the Three Pure Ones took turns expounding the profound truths of the Great Dao to the eleven Ancestral Witches. The sounds of the Dao never ceased in Pangu Hall, and nourished by those sounds, eleven embryonic Primordial Spirits grew increasingly substantial.
On this day, it was Pan Xuan's turn to lecture.
He sat cross-legged in the center of Pangu Hall, using Vast Righteous Qi as a guide to turn the insights into the Great Dao contained within the Merit Profound Yellow Dharma Aspect into simple, straightforward words.
He explained to his elder brothers and sisters methods by which the Great Dao of Strength and the Dao of Stars could corroborate one another.
Zhu Rong listened, absorbed. The Southern Illumination Divine Flame burned quietly around him, no longer as restless as it had been before;
Gong Gong closed his eyes in contemplation, the Power of Weak Water circulating slowly within him, corroborating the Great Dao of Water that Pan Xuan expounded.
Just then, Pan Xuan's mind stirred slightly as he sensed an exceedingly faint fluctuation from the direction of the Blood Pool outside the hall.
The fluctuation was as subtle as ripples stirred by a breeze brushing the water. Anyone else, even someone with profound cultivation, might not have noticed it while lecturing.
But Pan Xuan was the Lord of the Divine Dao. The Star Divine Dao Seal and every node in the Divine Dao Network were connected to his mind.
Moreover, he had personally transplanted the Innate Gourd Vine beside the Blood Pool from Mount Buzhou's northern foothills all those years ago. He could not have been more familiar with the