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Duobao closed his eyes and focused his mind into the Purple Palace.

He recalled how he had been stuck at the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm for many years, unable to break through.

Why?

Because the path to immortality has come to an end.

But what about the Primordial Chaos Dao?

He had never walked this road before.

But the vice-leader walked by.

The vice-leader told him that this path was viable.

Duobao opened his eyes, and a hint of unprecedented determination flashed deep within his calm gaze.

Kong Xuan sat cross-legged, his five-colored divine light swaying slightly.

He recalled his innate five-colored divine light, which swept away all things and could destroy everything.

He always believed that this was his path.

But today, the deputy leader said that the Hunyuan Dao only cultivates oneself.

Qi and blood are the foundation, willpower is the core, and the physical body is the vessel.

His five-colored divine light is a talent, an instinct, but not the Dao.

The true path lies within himself.

Within his innate physical body.

Within his untapped potential.

Kong Xuan's eyes shone brightly.

He suddenly understood why he had been stuck at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm for so many years and had been unable to break through.

Because he kept borrowing.

Borrowing the power of the five-colored divine light, the power of the laws of heaven and earth, and the power of the destiny of the Jie Sect.

But he never corrected himself.

Kunpeng sat cross-legged, its deep blue eyes gleaming with light.

He is a demon master, a primordial deity, and a powerful being from the primordial era.

His cultivation at the peak of the Quasi-Saint level trapped him in a multi-million dollar treasury.

He thought that the road ahead was blocked.

He believed that all those below the sage were mere ants.

He believed this was his destiny.

But today, the deputy leader said that the Primordial Dao does not need the approval of the Heavenly Dao, the Primordial Purple Qi, or the status of a saint.

All you need to do is cultivate yourself.

All it takes is breaking through the limits of the physical body, breaking through the shackles of qi and blood, and breaking through the barriers of will.

Kunpeng took a deep breath, suppressing the surging horror in his heart.

He suddenly realized that although he had spent hundreds of millions of yuan on spiritual practice, he had never truly explored his own inner self.

He kept borrowing.

Borrowing the power of heaven and earth, borrowing the fortune of the demon race, and borrowing the fortune of the Jie Sect.

But he never corrected himself.

What if he used all of his hundreds of millions of dollars in savings to improve himself?

What if he transformed all of his Quasi-Saint peak cultivation into a Primordial Foundation?

Kunpeng's eyes shone brightly.

He suddenly realized that the road ahead did not seem to be completely blocked.

Fuxi sat cross-legged, his aura fluctuating slightly.

He thought of Nuwa.

I think of my sister who passed away.

I recall her despair and resentment before her death.

Nuwa followed the path of the sages.

By borrowing the power of Heaven, one can attain the sacred position of Heaven.

But Heaven is merciless, impartial, and inhumane.

Heaven granted her its power, but never truly recognized her.

When the great calamity descended, she perished.

The soul has vanished and the spirit is gone.

What if she follows the path of Hunyuan?

What if she only cultivates herself and doesn't rely on the Way of Heaven?

Could there be a different ending?

Fuxi did not know.

But suddenly, an unprecedented realization welled up in his heart.

The way of Heaven is unreliable.

External forces should not be relied upon.

Only oneself is fundamental.

After traveling for several months, he traversed the primordial wilderness, saw the collapsed Buzhou Mountain, the healed Tianhen, and the world in ruins.

He saw humans practicing martial arts on the shores of the East Sea, their blood and energy soaring to the heavens.

He saw the sons of the witch clan tempering their bloodlines deep in the underworld, their will becoming as strong as steel.

He saw billions of humans kneeling beneath the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele, their eyes filled with hope.

That hope is not to seek the way of Heaven, nor to seek a sage.

It is about seeking help from oneself.

It is the power to break free from constraints and transcend the mundane.

It is to seek that primordial unity.

Fuxi slowly closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, most of the sadness in them had dissipated.

Instead, there is an unprecedented clarity.

He got it.

Nuwa is gone and cannot be brought back to life.

But he is still alive.

He can take a different path.

A path that requires no Heavenly Dao, no Primordial Purple Qi, and no Saintly status.

The Primordial Chaos.

Based on the peak of Quasi-Saint level, fueled by billions of yuan in accumulated wealth, and using oneself as the furnace.

Forge a path to heaven.

Xuandu looked down at the myriad immortals, at their faces that were filled with understanding, shock, or determination, and nodded slightly.

"In the primordial chaos, the most important principle is the law."

He spoke slowly, his voice calm, yet like a morning bell and evening drum, striking Wan Xian's heart.

"There are three thousand laws in the world: metal, wood, water, fire, earth; yin and yang; life and death; time and space; creation; slaughter and destruction."

"Every law can lead to enlightenment."

"By comprehending a law at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and using the power of that law to temper oneself and break free from the shackles of the physical body, one can attain the Dao of the Primordial Golden Immortal."

He paused, his gaze sweeping downwards:

Above the Primordial Golden Immortal is the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.

"That requires comprehending the laws to perfection, using the laws as a foundation to condense the Primordial Dao Fruit."

"When the Dao fruit is achieved, one becomes the Primordial Great Luo."

"No need for the approval of Heaven, no need for the Primordial Purple Qi, no need for the status of a sage."

As soon as the words were spoken, all the immortals in front of Biyou Palace were startled.

Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Hunyuan Daluo.

No need for Heaven's approval, no need for Primordial Purple Qi, no need for the status of a sage.

The deputy leader walked this road.

It's feasible.

Duobao took a deep breath, suppressing the surging excitement in his heart, and asked in a deep voice:

"Vice Master, may I ask a question?"

"What kind of law is the path that the Vice-Sect Leader has attained?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's lips slowly curled into a smile.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"My path is the law of martial arts."

Duobao's pupils constricted slightly.

Martial Arts Laws?

What kind of law is that?

Among the three thousand laws, there is no martial arts.

Xuan Du looked at him, at those questioning eyes, and slowly spoke:

"The laws of martial arts are not one of the three thousand laws."

"It was created by me."

"Based on the destiny of the human race, guided by the destiny of the Jie Sect, fueled by a century of spreading the Dao, and with oneself as the furnace."

"The New Laws Forged"

Wan Xian trembled upon hearing this.

Self-created rules!

What an incredible, heaven-defying method!

What a vast and magnificent scale that is!

That was a feat they never even dared to dream of!

But the vice-leader did it.

He spent a century proving his Dao, creating his own laws, and transcending the Dao of Heaven.

This is the vice leader of the Jie Sect.

This is Xuandu.

Duobao took a deep breath, suppressing the shock surging in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"The Vice Master is truly a genius; I am far inferior to even a fraction of his talent."

Xuan Du gently shook his head:

"There's no need to belittle yourself."

"My way may suit me, but it may not suit you."

"To create one's own rules requires luck, opportunity, and some kind of predetermined destiny."

"Humanity is the protagonist of heaven and earth, with boundless fortune. I borrowed the fortune of humanity to create the laws of martial arts, which is to follow the trend."

"You are different."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Wan Xian:

"What you are going to do is to come to understand the existing laws."

"The three thousand laws are already prepared by heaven and earth."

"By comprehending just one of these principles and tempering oneself with the power of the laws, one can attain the Dao of the Primordial Golden Immortal."

"Although this path is not as transcendent as creating one's own rules, it is stable, feasible, and has no bottlenecks."

Upon hearing this, Duobao's eyes brightened slightly.

Understand the existing laws.

This route is indeed feasible.

He had cultivated for many years and had gained some understanding of the laws, but he had never thought of using the laws to prove his Dao.

On the path to immortality, comprehending the laws is merely to borrow the power of heaven and earth; one never intends to use the laws to temper oneself.

Now that the vice-leader has pointed out this path, he suddenly understands.

"May I ask, Vice Master, which law should this disciple comprehend?"

Duobao bowed and asked.

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze slightly narrowed.

A faint glimmer of light flashed deep within those eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well.

He was looking at Duobao's background, Duobao's origins, and the path that was most suitable for Duobao.