As the Three Pure Ones attained the Dao, an unknown transformation was also quietly taking place in the depths of the Starry Sky.
Ever since Eastern Emperor Taiyi had entered seclusion to seek a breakthrough all those years ago, he had sat in meditation deep within the Starry Sky.
The Chaos Bell hovered above his head, and Chaos Qi flowed around him, as though he and the bell had become one.
What he sought to attain was the Dao of "One."
All things were born of One; One was the Dao. Taiyi wielded the Chaos Bell to suppress all heavens precisely to grasp this "One" and achieve this "Dao."
Yet the Dao of "One" was a mystery beyond mysteries. He had contemplated it for countless years, but had never truly managed to take that final step.
Until this day, when the Holy Light of the Three Pure Ones attaining the Dao soared from the land of the Primordial World, and the resonance of the Dao rang ceaselessly between heaven and earth.
That Holy Light and resonance seemed to carry an invisible force, piercing layer upon layer of void to reach the depths of the Starry Sky and fall upon the lake of Taiyi's heart.
Seated cross-legged beneath the Chaos Bell, Taiyi slowly opened his eyes.
As he sensed the auras of Sages rising one after another within the Primordial World, an unprecedented understanding suddenly surged through his heart.
"My fellow Daoists, the Three Pure Ones, have all attained the Dao," Taiyi murmured.
"Laozi attained the Dao through the Dao, Yuanshi through order, and Tongtian through severance.
"They have all found their own Dao. But my Dao... the Dao of 'One'-what should it be?"
He slowly closed his eyes, as though searching for the true meaning of "One" within the ringing