"Buzz"
In the palm of his hand, the warm spot of light trembled slightly the instant the Lord of the Ancient Coffin fled in disarray!
Immediately afterwards, it slowly floated up from Qi Yun's palm and hovered in the air about a foot in front of him.
Strands of Daoist intent emanated and flowed naturally, rapidly outlining and engraving themselves in the void!
In the blink of an eye, a mysterious and intricate array of patterns, with countless strange phenomena floating in the air, appeared!
Qi Yun lowered his head, his gaze calmly sweeping over the array patterns that had appeared out of nowhere, a playful smile playing on his lips.
"A show of force, huh?"
Without the slightest hesitation.
Qi Yun lifted his foot and stepped steadily onto the corner array pattern!
"Boom-!!!"
The instant his foot touched the ground!
The entire array pattern suddenly trembled violently, bursting forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling light!
The next moment, "whoosh-"
The array patterns Qi Yun, suddenly transforming into a torrent that surged downwards.
In Qi Yun's perception and vision, the surging torrent of light and shadow around him suddenly cleared away, and in its place was a "river" that was beyond description—vast, magnificent, and eternally flowing!
This "river" has no beginning and no end.
Rivers are formed by countless miniature, ever-changing bubbles of the world, scenes of the rise and fall of civilizations, fragments of the joys and sorrows of living beings, and the most basic fragments of time and threads of fate!
It exudes a supreme, all-encompassing, and seemingly ultimate Daoist aura, the origin and destination of all things!
It is precisely that—[ the Heaven and Earth's Long River of Time ]!
The array pattern bearing the Qi Yun, like the most sturdy flat boat, boldly plunged into this terrifying river that countless living beings would avoid at all costs!
Rumble--
The array patterns entered the river, stirring up countless waves!
The river, composed of the illusions of the world and fragments of time, sought to swallow and assimilate this "foreign object."
However, the Dao intent flowing on the surface of the array pattern rippled slightly, and all the approaching "rivers" separated on their own!
The array patterns carried Qi Yun, traveling along this waterway at a terrifying speed that surpassed the normal flow of time and space, continuously heading downwards and deeper into the water.
I don't know how much time passed; perhaps it was a moment, perhaps it was eternity.
The rushing "river" around us gradually calmed down.
The power of time here is so concentrated that even the undying will of True Lord might have its concept of "time" silently "erased" if it lingers here for too long.
At this very moment -
Amidst the endless primordial chaos ahead, a "strange" light slowly emerged.
As the array patterns drew closer, the light rapidly grew larger and clearer.
It was an island!
A celestial island suspended in the deepest part of the [ Heaven and Earth's Long River of Time ], surrounded by boundless primordial chaos and the power of time, yet self-contained, exuding an aura of ancient eternity!
This fairy island is not huge, only a thousand miles in circumference. Despite the erosion of the Long River of Time, which represents "change" and "passage", I remain steadfast and unmoved.
The island bears no trace of human intervention; everything presents a natural beauty.
Chaotic energy cascaded down from all around the island like a waterfall, but instead of falling into the long river, it transformed into a misty, ethereal atmosphere in mid-air, nourishing all things.
There is a spiritual spring with Innate Spiritual Qi so rich that it has turned into liquid, flowing gently among the strange peaks and rocks, the water tinkling as if playing the celestial music of the Great Dao.
There are Innate Spirit Root that have long been extinct in the outside world, or even only exist in mythology. They take root in the soil, and as their branches and leaves sway, strange phenomena such as the birth and death of stars and the Lunzhuan of the seasons accompany them.
The illusory images of magnificent palaces and pavilions appeared and disappeared in the celestial mist. Although they were illusory images, they exuded a Daoist aura that was even more vast and majestic than the real palaces!
The entire fairy island was permeated with a gentle and pure chaotic fairy light, tranquil, transcendent, and mysterious, and it also carried an absolute grandeur that transcended the ages!
"Call out-
The array patterns, carrying Qi Yun, passed through the seemingly thin but actually terrifyingly restrictive chaotic energy curtain surrounding the Immortal Island without hesitation, and landed steadily in the center of the Immortal Island on a soft, lush lawn like celestial brocade.
The array patterns faded and disappeared.
Qi Yun stopped and looked around curiously.
Directly in front of him was an extremely simple thatched hut.
The hut was small, with a wooden door slightly ajar. In front of the door was a stone platform and two prayer cushions. Everything was extremely simple, forming a stark contrast with the surrounding illusory palaces and pavilions formed by the Dao principles.
But it gives people a sense of the unity of all things and the simplicity of the ultimate truth, as if it is the true core of this mystical island.
Just as Qi Yun's gaze swept past the thatched hut and landed on a strange ancient tree in the distance bearing seven-colored Dao Fruit...
A sudden change has occurred!
"Call-"
Behind him, the already pervasive misty fog silently and rapidly gathered at a speed far exceeding reason!
In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a tall, blurry figure of mist whose face and clothing were indistinguishable!
The figure appeared without warning, as if it were an integral part of this celestial mist, perfectly blending with the Daoist aura of the entire celestial island, making it impossible for anyone to detect it beforehand!
The next instant -
That solid, cloud-like palm, with its five fingers slightly spread, was devoid of any trace of human warmth, yet it moved faster than the flow of time. It struck down at Qi Yun Yun's back with a terrifying power capable of pressing an entire galaxy into a painting!
Before the palm strike even arrived, the void around Qi Yun had already completely "frozen," and the flow of time was forcibly slowed down by ten thousand times!
"Hmm?" Qi Yun raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly.
"Boom--"
A boundless, unparalleled, chaotic aura, filled with the will to rule all laws and the supreme power of the Dao, erupted from Qi Yun's body, instantly breaking through the space-time barrier around him!
In an instant, he turned half his body to the side!
He raised his right hand, Primordial Unity energy in his palm surged like a boiling sea of stars. Without dodging or avoiding, he met the incoming cloud-like palm head-on with an even more domineering attitude!
"Smack!!!"
A muffled thud, not loud but extremely concentrated, like two worlds clashing head-on, suddenly exploded!
Centered on the point where the two palms struck, a terrifying aftershock, visible to the naked eye and mixed with chaotic colors and pure cloud-like principles, swept outwards!
"Buzz"
Just as the aftershocks were about to erupt and wreak havoc on the immortal island, the entire island suddenly trembled slightly!
An indescribable, vast, and heavy force, condensing the weight of countless ages and the origins of the world, surged forth from every inch of the immortal island and every wisp of immortal mist. Like an invisible giant hand, it forcefully suppressed the impending destructive aftershocks, turning them into nothingness!
As the aftershocks subsided, the figures of the two men who had clashed palms together were revealed.
Qi Yun swayed slightly and involuntarily took three steps back. With each step, he left a deep footprint with chaotic colors flowing around its edges on the soft yet firm grass.
The figure formed from clouds and mist opposite him remained motionless, still in the posture of striking out, as if the clash that had just shattered galaxies was nothing more than Fresh Breeze breeze to him.
However, a very faint trace of blood oozed from the corner of the blurred mouth of the misty figure.
The fairy island is silent, and the thatched hut is still.
Qi Yun gently rotated his slightly sore and numb wrist. The chaotic colorful energy flowed through his meridians once, and the discomfort disappeared without a trace.
He raised his head, gazing at the still-solid figure shrouded in mist before him, a half-smile playing on his lips, and proclaimed in a clear voice, " Patriarch Canyi— "
"Are you in such a hurry to test your disciple's cultivation level?"
The sound echoed clearly across the meadow of this fairy island.
"Oh----"
A soft laugh came from the figure shrouded in mist.
The next moment, the ethereal mist surrounding it silently and gently contracted, collapsed, and condensed inward.
As the mist dissipated, a tall, straight figure, dressed in a simple black Daoist robe, was revealed.
Indeed— the True Lord Canyi Budao!
At this moment, the face of the True Lord Contemplating the One is no longer shrouded in the mists of time, but is clearly visible.
He appeared to be middle-aged, with an ordinary face.
His eyes were so deep that they seemed to contain the birth and death of countless stars and the origin of the Great Dao, flowing with a wisdom and peace that had been refined over countless years.
At this moment, he was staring with great interest at Qi Yun's right hand, whose colorful aura had not completely dissipated and was still faintly glowing.
"Good lad----"
True Lord Contemplating the One Canyi spoke, his voice was gentle and peaceful, carrying a hint of sincere admiration and surprise.
"Your [ Primordial Unity ] Way----"
"That's really... incredibly domineering."
"Governing all paths and encompassing all heavens—" The gaze of the True Lord Contemplating the One pierced through the skin and flesh of Qi Yun's palm, directly looking into the essence of the Primordial Unity Dao Intent flowing within.
" Non-Self hadn't withdrawn my palm in time during that exchange of blows, you would have absorbed at least three to five hundred years of my cultivation."
"Master, you flatter me." Upon hearing this, Qi Yun bowed slightly to True Lord Contemplating the One, performing the salute of a junior disciple. "Just now, this disciple reacted too excessively and failed to fully restrain the Daoist energy, thus offending the holy majesty of the Master. Please forgive me, Master."
"It's alright, it's alright." True Lord Contemplating the One Canyi waved his hand and laughed, "To be able to personally experience this unprecedented [ Primordial Unity ] Dao, what does it matter if I lose a little cultivation? It's well worth it."
Qi Yun straightened up, about to speak again.
However, his gaze involuntarily fell upon a figure stepping out True Lord Contemplating the One Canyi.