[Supreme Dao Foundation]

Qi Yun gazed at the strange, churning mountain cave before him, his pupils reflecting the rise and fall of chaotic energy and brilliant rosy light.

"Great Luo — the Land of Dao Attainment."

Although he did not know exactly what it was, he could feel a supreme and noble meaning hidden deep within, spreading out from the depths of the mountain cave like an invisible tide.

Just standing here makes me feel inexplicably depressed.

"To reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, one must first lay the foundation for the Great Dao."

The old True Person's voice rang out at just the right moment, breaking the silence.

"But do you know where all the methods for Foundation Establishment in this world come from?"

Qi Yun composed himself, his face showing deep thought. He quickly reviewed the knowledge he had gained from sect texts and his teachers' oral accounts, only to find it all vague and general. He could only shake his head and reply, "This disciple does not know."

The old True Person's gaze was distant, as if piercing through endless time and space. He said slowly, "Ascending to the Foundation Establishment makes True Person, seeking the Golden Nature makes one a True Lord, and if one wishes to advance to the next realm, one can step into the position of true Changsheng and enduring vision."

Then one must knock on the door of a gate called [All Wonders].

"The Gate of All Wonders— " Qi Yun repeated softly, engraving the name firmly in his heart.

"Indeed." The old True Person nodded. "All the Foundation Establishment methods in the world originate from this [Gate of All Wonders]."

He spoke slowly, but each word carried immense weight. "According to ancient records..."

Of the Foundation Establishment methods that flowed from the Gate of All Wonders, a total of 3,733 are clearly recorded.

These Dao Foundation, arranged in varying heights and hierarchical order, resemble a rigorous ladder to heaven.

The Lower Vehicle Dao Foundation is inherently subordinate to the Middle Vehicle- level; the Middle Vehicle Dao Foundation is also controlled by the Higher Vehicle Dao Foundation. This is the suppression of the Great Dao, which is difficult to overcome.

Qi Yun was deeply moved by what he heard.

It was as if a vast and solemn genealogical chart of the Great Dao was unfolding before my eyes.

"However—" the old True Person changed his tone.

"Among these more than three thousand Dao Foundation, there are twelve Dao Foundation that transcend the mundane world and surpass all other Daos."

They cannot be suppressed by any Dao Foundation, and at the same time—they can suppress all other Dao Foundation!

Qi Yun's gaze narrowed slightly.

These twelve Dao Foundation are called -- [Supreme Dao Foundation].

"So there are such intricacies within the Dao Foundation," Qi Yun thought to himself.

"The [Primordial Heaven Ultimate Law Dao Foundation] that you originally wanted to prove is ranked Higher Vehicle, and is the highest grade besides the [Supreme Dao Foundation].

Even within our Holy Sect, they are among the best.

At this point, the old True Person's gaze shifted almost imperceptibly, revealing a hint of regret. Clearly, he was still somewhat resentful about the Black Mountain True Person's interference, which had caused him to lose the "First Attainment."

"But without the First Attainment, its charm is greatly diminished, and its value is no longer comparable."

He paused, his gaze suddenly sharpening like a sword, pointing directly into the depths of the cave where strange phenomena surged, his voice carrying an inexplicable solemnity. "And the [Great Luo Myriad Laws] that you now seek to prove—"

The old True Person's voice drew out, as if gathering immense power, and resounded. "It is one of the twelve [Supreme Dao Foundation]!"

Although he had already anticipated this, Qi Yun's mind still wavered somewhat when he heard with his own ears that the [Great Luo Myriad Laws] was the [Supreme Dao Foundation] that surpassed the Three Thousand Dao Foundation.

However, after the initial shock, he frowned slightly, his tone hesitant. "But—such a precious method—how could the Holy Sect be willing to give it to me so easily—"

"Precious?" Upon hearing this, the old True Person let out a faint, enigmatic chuckle, as if he had heard the words of a child.

You're overthinking it.

"The methods of Foundation Establishment are not as readily available as roadside weeds or cabbages."

But which sect or Aristocratic Clan with even a little bit of heritage doesn't have a dozen or even dozens of such books recorded in their Jade Slip pavilion?

As for the method of constructing this [Supreme Dao Foundation], well, almost all the major sects and tycoons in the world who are known by name have mastered it.

It is not a secret possessed by any one family or faction.

The old True Person's gaze swept over Qi Yun, and seeing him deep in thought, he continued to enlighten him, "After all, this method of building the Dao Foundation is merely the most basic and simplest link."

Like blueprints in the hands of a craftsman.

Blueprints are easy to find, but master craftsmen are hard to come by.

"I see—" Upon hearing this, Qi Yun nodded slowly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

This principle is remarkably similar to what he knew in his previous life.

Most of the advanced mathematical and physical knowledge is openly displayed in classical texts, which are accessible to everyone.

But those who can truly enter the inner circle and become masters are ultimately very few and far between.

The key has always been "people" themselves.

"However," the old True Person changed his tone, his voice becoming serious.

"The reason why the Supreme Dao Foundation is so rare, even in ten thousand years, lies not in the method itself."

He paced slowly, his voice like the tolling of an ancient bell, each word striking Qi Yun's heart: "For ordinary Dao Foundation, cultivators only need to find Foundation Establishment Object that aligns with their own Dao Path," and with the help of Foundation Establishment methods and through arduous effort, they have a chance to build one.

The difficulty lies simply in finding a suitable Foundation Establishment Object and the depth of one's understanding of the Dharma.

"And the [Supreme Dao Foundation]—" the old True Person paused, "Besides these two difficulties, there is another one—an almost insurmountable limitation."

"What are the conditions?" Qi Yun was involuntarily drawn in, his curiosity ignited, and he quickly pressed for an answer.

The old True Person slightly raised his eyes and gazed once more at the mysterious mountain cave before him, where the rosy light flowed and the Daoist aura permeated the air, as if it were a world unto itself.

Inside, strange phenomena surged, bizarre and wondrous.

His aged yet resonant voice finally unveiled the most crucial layer of mystery. "The Land of Dao Attainment."

"The Land of Dao Attainment?" Qi Yun repeated subconsciously, his gaze involuntarily turning once again to the bizarre depths of the mountain cave.

"Indeed," the old True Person said in a deep and solemn tone, with a reverence that spoke of the ultimate truths of the universe.

"An ordinary Dao Foundation can be built simply by using a spiritual object that resonates with the Great Dao and supplementing it with the correct methods."

But the [Supreme Dao Foundation] are different; the birth of each of them is not without roots or a source.

He pointed to the source of the surging strange phenomena, his fingertips seemingly guiding an invisible principle.

"And this so-called Land of Dao Attainment," the old True Person said in a low voice.

"In essence, it is the place where the previous owner of the [Supreme Dao Foundation] passed away after his Liberation by Violence disintegration!"

His gaze was like a deep, ancient well, reflecting Qi Yun's suddenly contracting pupils.

"Only by finding this place and using the last trace of interaction between the Dao Fruit of our predecessors and the heavens and earth when they dissipated can we use this as a guide to prove the [Supreme Dao Foundation] of the same origin."

Otherwise, no matter how brilliant your talent or Law Power, you cannot build this foundation out of thin air!

"Such an absurd restriction!" Qi Yun's expression turned solemn, his heart trembling.

These harsh, almost cruel conditions instantly made him realize many things.

"Doesn't that mean that the same [Supreme Dao Foundation] can only be possessed by one person in the same era?"

Only when the previous Liberation by Violence reincarnated and the position becomes vacant.

Only those who come later can attempt to prove it?

"Not bad." The old True Person nodded slowly, his tone carrying both indifference and certainty.

"[Supreme Dao Foundation], there are only twelve of them in heaven and on earth forever."

This is the predetermined fate of heaven and earth, the shackles of the Great Dao.

If the Daoist masters of the past do not die or voluntarily Liberation by Violence, then those who come after them will never have the opportunity to attain enlightenment.

This means that if those who came before us do not die, those who come after us will not be able to prove it!

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun felt a chill rise from his tailbone, which then transformed into an indescribable clarity.

He finally understood why this [Supreme Dao Foundation] was so rare, appearing only once every ten thousand years.

This is not just a competition of talent and fortuitous opportunity.

It was also a brutal struggle against time, against fate, and against the unknown predecessors!

"This is similar to account binding in my previous life—" A somewhat absurd yet incredibly apt thought flashed through his mind.

"We can only wait until the ex's account is deactivated (Liberation by Violence), and then find the security email address left by the ex."

(The Land of Dao Attainment) is where later generations have the opportunity to appeal and reclaim (the path to enlightenment).

Although this idea was somewhat unconventional, it gave him a more intuitive understanding of the strictness and peculiarity of these rules.

However, it is precisely because the conditions are so demanding that they are so defying the heavens.

Once this [Supreme Dao Foundation] is proven, its "value" is...

Qi Yun's gaze fell upon the mountain cave where strange phenomena were surging, and he thought to himself:

It might be so high that it could shake the universe and surpass all ages!

"Then, teacher—this is the place where the former master of the [Great Luo Myriad Laws] Liberation by Violence?"

The old True Person did not answer immediately; his deep gaze remained fixed on the ever-changing chaotic energy and dazzling Dao traces deep within the cave.

After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly in a complex and enigmatic tone, "I suppose so."

These three words seem to be filled with the dust of time and a helpless sigh.

He paused, his voice becoming somewhat unsteady. "Back then, I went astray, my Dao Foundation was damaged, and my path forward was cut off."

"There was a deep sense of resentment in my heart." He didn't elaborate on what kind of wrong path it was, but the melancholy and regret in his words were so heavy that it was suffocating.

"At that time, I tried every possible way in the world to make amends, and even considered dispersing my cultivation and starting over."

"This place where one attained enlightenment," the old True Person Land of Dao Attainment, a barely perceptible hint of guilt in his voice.

"That was my master back then, who went to great lengths to find me the last hope."

Hearing this, Qi Yun's heart stirred slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "Then why didn't you ultimately—"

Before he could finish speaking, he realized that he might have touched on the teacher's deepest pain, and immediately fell silent.

The old True Person slowly turned his head and looked at his young disciple.

A very faint smile, unusually, appeared on his face.

However, there was no warmth or relief in that smile.

There is only a kind of desolation and helplessness that has been honed by the years and seeped into one's very bones.

He looked at Qi Yun, into those eyes brimming with youthful vigor and fearlessness, and word by word, clearly yet heavily, he unveiled that long-buried past: "Because of me—"

The wind outside the cave seemed to stand still at that moment, leaving only his words, carrying endless vicissitudes, striking Qi Yun's heart. "I'm afraid."

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