Within the Three Realms, there was Heaven and Earth, tribulations and destiny.
As long as one dwelled in the Red Dust, all living beings had to endure the tempering of life and death, unable to escape the single word "tribulation."
But the Daluo Primordial Spirit was different.
It was not bound to the physical body. With a single thought, it could roam through the three thousand great chiliocosms; with another thought, it could cross endless spacetime dimensions, truly achieving immortality and indestructibility, without beginning or end.
With a Clear Immortal Heart, Shen Yun had shattered all the shackles of the mortal world. From then on, he no longer belonged among the Thirty-Six Heavens, transcending the tempering of yin and yang.
"Break!"
He softly spat out a single word, like the grand voice of the Great Dao.
Where the Supreme Primordial Spirit penetrated, countless strands of sword qi shattered all at once, like worthless trash, unable to withstand a single blow.
"The Five Qi haven't yet converged toward the Origin, yet his Primordial Spirit has already attained the Daluo Dao Fruit first. How is this possible?"
Sword Venerable Shouzheng's emotions surged violently. He let the fragments of sword qi slash across his cheeks, bringing up clusters of blood flowers, yet he was too stunned even to dodge.
It was not that his Dao Heart was unstable. This scene was simply too shocking, no less than witnessing a miracle that had never appeared throughout the ages.
As the saying went: human strength was limited, but the heart was boundless.
If the physical body was the boat for crossing the sea of suffering, and magic power the oar that rowed through Heaven and split the sky, then the Primordial Spirit was the ultimate Other Shore—the supreme Dao Fruit pursued by every cultivator.
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