Ye Tian slowly emerged from that wondrous state in which countless runes had surrounded him and thousands of stone steles had resonated together.
He stood once more upon the boundless earth.
He gently closed his eyes, then slowly opened them. Deep within his gaze, the chaos phenomenon of heaven and earth being created gradually settled.
It returned to a profound, unfathomable calm.
For three full days, he had immersed himself in the lives and lingering traces of the Great Dao left by the sages of ages past.
Though he had not deliberately practiced any particular divine ability or secret art, that witnessing and resonance across time and space...
Had nourished his chaos physique and Myriad Transformations Origin Dao in a way no single inheritance could match.
He had witnessed the Sword God Lingjue's resolve to break rather than bend, felt the Spear God Bloodbattle's willingness to face death as though returning home, and experienced Fairy Cihang's compassion for the world and its people.
He had understood the Stellar Great Emperor's will to protect, and even glimpsed the true meaning of the Dao following nature through the Woodcutter's ordinary life...
Countless lives, countless Dao paths, countless ways of understanding and wielding the laws of heaven and earth.
Like an immense, boundless torrent of information, they washed over his Dao heart and broadened the boundaries of his understanding.
Even with his heaven-defying comprehension and his chaos physique, a special physique that was the Source of Myriad Arts...
And his mastery of the Myriad Transformations Origin Dao, which could reduce all arts to their origin, he now felt a faint weariness in his mind.
It was not a depletion of power, but a natural need to let things settle after his spirit had borne such a vast weight of Dao and principle.
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