Primordial Era: From the Creation Lotus to the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones

Qinglian slowly and deeply exhaled a breath of turbid air.

This aura was not ordinary waste gas, but rather a few specks of dust naturally expelled after the surging, boundless power and the profound, unobstructed Daoist essence within the body had settled.

Feeling the immense power flowing through my limbs and bones, experiencing an unprecedented clarity and control deep within my primordial spirit, a sense of accomplishment and powerful confidence filled my heart.

However, when his gaze inadvertently swept across the vast space derived from the Qiankun Diagram and finally landed on an inconspicuous corner in the deepest part, his relaxed brows involuntarily furrowed slightly.

There, floating in the void, was an object the size of a palm, with an ancient shape, resembling a miniature precipitous cliff, its entire body displaying a grayish-white hue that had endured countless ages.

It was the stone seal that was formed from the original body of the Treasure Dividing Cliff outside the Purple Cloud Palace, which had carried countless innate spiritual treasures and was eventually taken by the Azure Lotus!

Although this seal is small, it is heavier than I imagined when I hold it, as if I am not holding a stone, but a real, complete microcosm!

Its material is extraordinary; it is a primordial stone that existed before the creation of chaos, so hard that it is unbelievably difficult to break through.

What is even more awe-inspiring is that this seal once served as the platform for Dao Ancestor to collect, nurture, and distribute innate spiritual treasures. Not only does it retain the faint aura of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, which is supreme, ethereal, yet majestic, but it also carries the complex and profound "Dao trace imprints" left by countless powerful spiritual treasures that had come into contact with it!

These traces, like the "Daoist imprints" of countless innate spiritual treasures in the primordial world, are densely packed and layered, containing unimaginable and all-encompassing profound information, forming a chaotic and deep "Daoist swamp".

Qinglian was by no means without trying.

He condensed the purest primordial spirit power and carefully probed into the stone seal, attempting to communicate with its core spirituality.

However, the moment the power of the primordial spirit entered, it was like a mud ox entering the sea, instantly submerged and torn by the endless, intertwined, and colliding torrent of complex Daoist rhymes.

Let alone finding the core innate restriction hub, even maintaining the stability of one's divine sense is extremely difficult. One can only drift along in a chaotic, noisy, and conflict-ridden fragment of "Dao traces," feeling dizzy and disoriented.

He then tried to refine and cleanse the chaotic stone with his own powerful magic, but the material was so stubborn that it was hopeless. The torrent of magic washed over it, like a clear spring flowing over ancient ice, without any sign of penetration.

Unwilling to give up, he even summoned a wisp of the incomparably precious Samadhi True Fire source, transforming it into a pure flame of heaven-burning fire, and carefully used it to burn a corner of the stone seal.

And what was the result? The surface of the chaotic, stubborn stone merely showed a faint, almost imperceptible, warm luster before returning to its cold, lifeless state. Its essence remained completely unchanged, let alone being melted, shaped, or altered in the slightest!

"This thing... is indeed extraordinary, far beyond the realm of common sense."

Qinglian gently stroked the cold, rough surface of the stone seal with her fingertips, feeling the weight and complexity of the entire primordial "Treasure Path" history contained beneath her fingers, her mind filled with countless thoughts.

"It is by no means an innate spiritual treasure or an acquired supreme treasure in the ordinary sense. Its essence is more like a strange vessel born from chaos, a chaotic wonder that carries the Dao traces of the 'Origin of Myriad Treasures' in the primordial world."

Forcibly breaking the law with force or melting it with fire would not only be unlikely to succeed and would only waste effort, but would also likely damage the priceless "Myriad Treasures Daoist Essence" contained within, and even... trigger the backlash from these chaotic Daoist traces, with unimaginable consequences.

He naturally thought of the origin of this thing—the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

This seal was left behind by the Dao Ancestor. Perhaps only the Dao Ancestor truly understood its core secrets and the correct methods of refining and using it.

However, after the Dao Ancestor merged with the Heavenly Dao, he had long since become a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail, transforming into the rules and residing deep within the Purple Cloud Palace. He would not appear unless there was a great change in the world. How could a mere disciple who had not yet become a saint easily seek an audience with him?

His gaze unconsciously drifted towards the direction of the Sanqing Dao Palace. There, three powerful auras of sainthood, reaching to the heavens and the earth, were like volcanoes about to erupt, growing increasingly imposing and stirring the boundless sea of ​​clouds atop Kunlun Mountain.

The three masters are at the most crucial moment in their attempt to break through to the supreme Hunyuan Saint Realm, a moment that cannot tolerate the slightest disturbance. To go and seek their guidance at this time would be tantamount to self-destruction, and absolutely cannot be done.

"So be it." Qinglian sighed softly, her eyes filled with regret but not anxiety.

With a thought, the heavy, mysterious gray-white stone seal transformed into a glimmer of light and disappeared once again into the deepest part of the Qiankun Diagram, carefully sealed away by layers of spatial laws and its own Daoist essence.

"This thing is profound and mysterious, and cannot be obtained by brute force. The opportunity has not yet arrived, and forcing it will be of no use. We can only wait for our three masters to emerge from seclusion and attain the Primordial Sainthood before seeking their guidance. Our Grand Master Laozi is unparalleled in the primordial world in alchemy, weapon crafting, formation deduction, and the evolution of all things. Perhaps he can glimpse some of its mysteries?"

Perhaps... the true opportunity and value of this item lies not in refining it into a magical weapon for offense or defense, but in... calmly comprehending the 'Myriad Treasures Dao Traces' contained within, originating from countless innate spiritual treasures of the primordial world? If one can glean even a glimpse of it, perhaps it will be the supreme path to refining weapons, controlling treasures, and even analyzing the essence of all laws?

He temporarily set aside his desire to explore the stone seal of the Treasure Dividing Cliff. The immense gains he had made from refining these two treasures were truly earth-shattering, enough to lay a solid foundation for his future ascent to higher realms.

The most important thing right now is to thoroughly settle and integrate this immense power and new insights, making it a part of one's own spiritual path.

Qinglian closed her eyes again, her mind completely immersed in the profound and mysterious realm of Dao.

Above his head, the illusory image of the eighth-grade Creation Green Lotus and the Dharma image of the twelfth-grade Purification White Lotus intertwined and reflected each other, casting down endless Creation Radiance and Guardian Holy Light, enveloping his Dao body and primordial spirit.

Deep within the primordial spirit, the purple aura of the Primordial Measuring Ruler faintly appears, silently defining the internal and external rules and maintaining absolute order.

Amidst the auspicious clouds, the heavens shimmered with auspicious light, and thousands of auspicious wisps of energy flowed. The Qiankun Diagram slowly unfolded, revealing endless spatial mysteries, while the sharp sword intent of the Qingping Sword was nurtured within, exhaling the sharpness of destruction and creation.

He channeled all the insights, power, and control over the rules he gained from this treasure refining process into the circulation of the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique, propelling this supreme profound technique originating from the Great God Pangu towards a deeper and stronger level, consolidating this astonishing transformation.

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, the sea of ​​clouds surged like raging waves, and the three ancient Taoist palaces resembled dormant ancient beasts. The holy aura emanating from them had reached its peak, vast and boundless, as if they were about to tear the sky apart and emerge from their cocoons at any moment, their supreme holy radiance illuminating the entire universe!

Within the Azure Jade Palace, a green lotus, a fusion of the legacy of chaos and the creation of Pangu, is silently accumulating power. Its foundation is solid, its sharpness is concealed, waiting only for the right moment, the arrival of a storm, or perhaps... the dawn of a new era.

That gray-white stone seal, bearing the imprint of all the treasures of the primordial world, lies in a quiet corner of the universe, like a silent historian, silently guarding the secrets of the "Treasure Path" since the beginning of chaos, waiting for the true opportunity that belongs to it and to the Azure Lotus.