Shi Xuan's astonishment could not affect Taixuan Daoist in the least. After finishing, he began expounding on the myriad profundities of the Yin Yang Great Dao.
The first few sentences were old, familiar platitudes, nothing remarkable. Shi Xuan hurriedly gathered his thoughts and listened with rapt attention.
Gradually, as Taixuan Daoist delved deeper, Shi Xuan's Primordial Spirit seemed to rise illusorily upward. His voice grew ever more indistinct, ever harder to hear clearly.
In the end, all sound vanished. Mo Jingqiu, the many Heavenly Sovereigns, and the True Persons around him disappeared. Shi Xuan felt as if his Primordial Spirit had entered a dim, empty void that existed nowhere in the world. This feeling was utterly different from the profound emptiness and abyssal darkness after his Dao Heart Decay had completely erupted.
At that time, although his Primordial Spirit consciousness had been sealed deep within his own Dao heart and could not sense anything outside, seeming cut off from the world, Shi Xuan could still vaguely feel that beyond that profound darkness lay the Void Universe, the Myriad Worlds, and all things external. So long as he broke through, he could return.
But now, in this dim void, Shi Xuan truly felt as though he had been isolated from the Void Universe, forever unable to sense the Myriad Worlds again.
"This is like arriving in another Void Universe..."
"This is a separate Creation!"
The instant this thought arose and enlightenment dawned upon Shi Xuan, the dim void began to transform violently.
The Five Innate Extremes and dim Chaos flashed past. Soon, it reached the moment when Chaos had nurtured the Three Thousand Great Daos to maturity and was about to be opened.
Black and white emerged, Yin Yang differentiated, and all manner of mystic, indescribable sensations became countless insights that