Meanwhile, atop the First-Stage Platform.
This place was close, so very close, to "Heaven."
An outstretched hand seemed capable of touching the flowing Dao laws, and every breath brimmed with the essence of heaven and earth, so dense it was almost liquid. All around lay silence, broken only by the humming of the Heavenly Dao's laws as they turned, echoing through the void like ancient bells and chimes.
Above the center of the platform, the Sacred Relic that bore the nine Azure Cloud Roads and gathered the fortune of countless prodigies-the Heavenly Origin Cauldron-stood majestically, like a bronze mountain holding down eternity.
Unlike on the tiers below, the seven-colored sweet dew of merit no longer fell in threads of rain. Instead, it poured from the cauldron's mouth like a waterfall of radiant clouds. Dense golden fortune surged upward, finally forming torrents that cycled endlessly, drawing in and breathing out heaven and earth.
This was the final nexus where the nine Azure Cloud Roads and the fortune of countless prodigies converged!
Yun Qing had finally reached this point.
Yet he had no time to admire this grand spectacle of fortune gathered across the ages. The instant he stepped onto the platform, his entire body lurched!
The Radiant Sun Divine Power that had sustained him as he swept through his enemies rapidly ebbed like a retreating tide. His silver hair gradually returned to black from the roots, while the golden double pupils in his right eye slowly lost their brilliance and reverted to a deep, misty gray.
Waves of burning pain coursed through his meridians, his bones felt ready to fall apart, and needle-sharp exhaustion pierced his divine soul. The backlash from overdrawing his strength flooded his entire body. It felt as though a colossal pillar supporting heaven and earth within him