Deep within the War God Palace, rich dao resonance had long since engulfed everything.
The palace was ancient and austere. Though it lacked the vulgar splendor of gold and jade, it exuded a weight that seemed capable of suppressing all eternity.
Every brick and stone bore the weathered marks of time, as though recounting the succession of countless epochs.
Ye Tian sat cross-legged on the central jade bed for Dao Enlightenment, his white robes brighter than snow, his black hair cascading loosely over his shoulders like a waterfall.
His eyes were closed, his breathing steady and deep. Every breath carried the sound of wind and thunder.
It was as though a Primordial True Dragon lay dormant within his lungs, breathing in and out the essence of heaven and earth.
A dazzling ball of light hovered above his palm.
It was small, only the size of a fist, yet weighed as much as countless mountains, as though he were holding up an entire great world compressed into a sphere.
Within it, crimson clouds swirled and divine radiance surged.
Countless tiny law runes could vaguely be seen intertwining within, shattering and reforming.
This was no ordinary object. When the Black Feather Divine Dynasty had been destroyed, the Azure Lotus Female Emperor had used her peerless divine ability to forcibly extract the essence of those six God Venerables who had unleashed Burning the Origin.
Together with the life essence of tens of thousands of assassins throughout the Fallen Divine City, she had purified and condensed it into this Great Dao Crystal!
It contained a vast energy that could drive even the God Kings of this age mad with desire.
Had an ordinary cultivator obtained even a wisp of it, they would likely have exploded, unable to withstand such weighty karma and energy.
But