Drawing the Veins to Forge a Formation, Summoning Myriad Tribulations to Await the Golden Core

Heavenly Abyss City, in the deepest secret chamber of the Protectorate Prefecture.

The heavy Dragon-Breaking Stone slowly descended, shutting out every trace of the noise and storms outside.

This chamber had stood empty for five full years. Though someone was assigned to clean it every day, the air still held the chill of a place long uninhabited.

"Click."

With a soft sound, the formation in the center of the chamber activated, bathing every corner in gentle spiritual light.

A down-and-out middle-aged Daoist stood quietly in the center, wearing a battered bamboo hat and a coarse Daoist robe washed almost white, with a broken wooden medicine chest on his back.

His mud-caked straw sandals rested on the mirror-smooth floor of ten-thousand-year warm jade, looking utterly out of place.

This was Chu Bai, who had quietly returned to the Heavenly Abyss Main Base after five years of wandering the mortal world as an ordinary man.

"Five years a wayfarer in the mortal dust, and at last I awaken from the great dream."

Chu Bai gently removed his bamboo hat and set it on a jade table beside him. He closed his eyes, formed an ancient, profound hand seal before his chest, and gave a low shout:

"Origin Tracing, open!"

Boom!

With that low shout, the cultivation that the Origin-Opening Daoist Scripture had sealed tightly within Chu Bai for five full years erupted like a volcano suppressed for countless ages!

His disguise of weak, impure Qi Refining cultivation was torn to shreds in an instant.

Noble, vast, immeasurably profound violet-gold spell power surged from the depths of his dantian like a tsunami, instantly filling the entire chamber.

Bathed in violet-gold radiance, his withered face rapidly transformed, returning to its original handsome features and jade-like warmth.

His coarse Daoist robe turned to ash in