Immortal Art Emerges, Winds Rise and Clouds Surge

Heaven never sealed off all paths.

After some thought, Shen Yun finally clarified the direction of the road ahead—that was to deduce the cultivation method he cultivated to its utmost limit.

The present predicament was like a mortal tending a fire. Since there was not enough fuel, then he would burn the flame to its brightest and use every bit of heat at the most crucial point.

His mind made up, he took out roll after roll of ancient Dao scriptures and texts, quietly reading through them, comprehending myriad arts.

These were all spoils gained from past battles. He had occasionally read them in his leisure, but now that his realm had risen greatly, reviewing the old taught him the new, giving him a deeper layer of understanding.

"Heaven and earth are the furnace, creation is the artisan, all things are copper..."

Shen Yun softly recited the Dao words, and countless spiritual lights flowed together like converging rivers, endless and unbroken.

Breathing in spiritual energy, energy circulation, law structures... all sorts of problems intertwined and deduced themselves in his heart.

The deeper he went, the more he felt the road ahead was like climbing high steps, each step still scalable; even in the smallest details, there were endless heavens and earths to explore.

When he had created the Primordial Creation Heavenly Technique in the past, he had only been in the Void Return realm, relying entirely on peerless talent and profound comprehension to fuse the myriad arts into one.

The work he had completed then had already shaken heaven and earth, yet it was like an uncarved piece of jade, possessing only an embryonic framework.

Now, his Immortal Dao Law had already formed, and his realm was no inferior to a giant like Gu Hanzhou. Standing higher and seeing farther,