On the Immortal-Slaying Ranking: One-Origin Zhou Yan!

Time flowed on.

Chen Jichuan moved between fourth-rank secret realms and Dao-enlightenment realms. His cultivation rose steadily, but his focus was on deepening his attainment and understanding of the five-elements intent domain.

The Dao that could be spoken was not the eternal Dao. The name that could be named was not the eternal name.

Understanding the Dao followed no fixed pattern and took no constant form. Everything changed; even True Immortals dared not claim they could offer much help in this regard.

One could only rely on oneself.

Sometimes, people made tremendous strides and were wild with joy, believing they had drawn closer to the Great Dao, when in fact they had taken a fork in the road.

Others walked the right path, but a temporary impasse made them doubt themselves, change course, and stray astray.

Chen Jichuan, too, was feeling his way forward.

Like a blind man feeling an elephant.

Focusing on just one small area could lead to mistakes. But the more he explored and the fuller his understanding became, the less likely he was to go wrong.

Some charged straight down a single path.

Others broadened their approach, paving a wide and open road.

The former were more prone to mistakes but achieved results faster. The latter advanced steadily but could easily squander their years and accomplish nothing in a lifetime.

There was no knowing which path was better, but the latter undoubtedly suited Chen Jichuan more.

He had time to spare.

Year after year of cultivation passed. Chen Jichuan devoted his energy to comprehending the Dao, while his cultivation, divine abilities, and techniques all progressed step by step.

One hundred years.

Two hundred years.

Before long.

Two hundred years had passed since Chen Jichuan became a Transcendent Immortal and a True Disciple.

On this day.

Chen