The sacrificial path and the divine forbidden realm complemented each other, forming the ultimate art of ascending to heaven by stepping on one's own feet. Yet everything came at a price. To gain something, one had to lose something-this was causality, and also the Heavenly Dao.
Performing a sacrifice required kindling divine flame, using oneself as its source. At the great saint realm, this could still carry one to heaven in a single step. But at the quasi-emperor realm, there was too much fuel; it threatened to burn past the limit and reduce everything to blankness, the weakened body unable to bear such nourishment.
Lin Xian coughed up a trace of sacred blood. His face was deathly pale, yet his eyes were as fathomless as the starry sky. Visions of universes being born and destroyed, of heaven and earth first opening, manifested within them, confirming that his path was not wrong.
"Sacred sacrifice isn't a realm, but a state that runs throughout the divine dao system, much like the divine forbidden realm of Self-as-Seed."
"In pursuing learning, one gains daily; in pursuing the Dao, one loses daily. Lose and lose again, until one reaches nonaction. Through nonaction, nothing remains undone."
"Again!"
Beneath the Bodhi Divine Tree, countless dao laws descended. The sixteen-foot golden body flickered in and out of existence; earth, wind, water, and fire revolved, all four elements returning to emptiness. Countless visions appeared and vanished-true dragons soaring into the heavens, a divine willow transforming into the Dao, the Immortal Realm evolving. At that moment, all were sacrificed, becoming the primordial One, returning to simplicity and truth.
Thunder rumbled within Lin Xian, shaking him as though heaven and earth were being created. His quasi-emperor aura abruptly climbed. His undying gold body teetered on the brink of collapse, and several