The Immortal Dao was complete!
Invisible ripples spread in every direction, carrying a peculiar rhythm.
Mist swirled, and laws stretched like threads, forming a tight, intricate net that spread ceaselessly outward.
Eventually, they became flowing ripples, like liquid water.
The highest goodness was like water, taking any shape, reaching everywhere and touching everything. Without a sound, it merged into a vast, rolling river in the Chaos Void that spanned billions of stars and immersed the entire universe of the heavenly realms-the River of Time.
The instant this current merged into time, the entire river seemed to shudder, then returned to normal.
Yet a peculiar spirit essence, never before seen in the Age of Declining Dharma, arose within it and spread from there to billions of worlds.
The first to show a change was the Spirit-Taming World.
This grotto-heaven world was a great world spanning hundreds of millions of miles, as well as the material Main World upon which the native cultivators depended for survival. Within all the cosmic space in sight, it possessed the most abundant spirit essence, all manner of living beings, treasured materials...
It was also where the greatest number of laws and origins of Dao paths intertwined. Situated along the main course of the River of Time, it concentrated the principal driving forces of history's development.
Boom!
As though a thunderbolt had descended upon the world, the azure sky split open, and radiant clouds cast their light for countless miles, revealing phantom images like gods and devils filling the heavens.
"Daddy, look! Immortals have come down to the world!"
Somewhere in Central Province, beneath a beautiful, spirit-rich mountain, a young boy with his hair tied in childhood tufts pointed at the radiant clouds overhead and shouted excitedly.
"Silly boy, those are sunset clouds. Let's hurry home. Your