Sage Jieyin traveled among the Ten Thousand Races, studying their cultivation methods and beginning to create techniques tailored to them.
Throughout his travels, he examined everything with great thoroughness.
Gradually, he discovered that many races appeared alike yet were fundamentally different.
Even some groups nominally belonging to the same race had essential differences.
One could say that among the Primordial World's Ten Thousand Clans, every race and every individual was independent and unique.
He selectively created various cultivation techniques according to each race's distinctive qualities.
At the same time, his understanding of the Heavenly Dao grew ever deeper.
The workings of the Heavenly Dao were not merely a simple application of rules.
Nor could the Primordial World function simply by establishing rules. The entire Primordial World was like a living being constantly perfecting itself.
Guided by instinct, it continually advanced with the times.
The entire Primordial World followed the survival of the fittest, and its various rules were constantly being refined.
With every second one spent in the Primordial World, the entire world underwent another second of change.
At this point, he even began to wonder.
Perhaps it was not that the Heavenly Dao lacked strength, nor that it did not wish to eliminate the anomalies, but that it was too busy-busy perfecting itself.
The Primordial World also faced all manner of enemies.
Whether living beings or the various forms of spiritual power, all of them ultimately originated from Chaos.
The entire Primordial World was like a water collector.
It transformed Chaos into spiritual power, then dispersed that spiritual power throughout the Primordial World.
To maintain this state, the entire Primordial World was expanding without limit.
As Jieyin continued his travels, his understanding of the Primordial World deepened.
Then, one day.
Sensing something stir within him, he stopped inside a