Primordial Era: Starting with Self-Created Mythical Great Luo Law

Because his physical body can freely travel through the long river of time, traversing the past and present, he has no fear of it.

The only remaining question is the path to advancement in the small world. Whether his previous assumptions were correct is still inconclusive.

So he stood atop the dragon's head and fell into deep thought.

In the primordial world, above the vast Eastern Sea.

Chen Yu stood alone on the dragon's head, gazing around at the vast expanse of blue waves.

The mirage dragon moved forward at full speed, and in the blink of an eye, it had entered the depths of the East China Sea.

He pondered the matter of advancing in the small world for a moment, then stopped being so fixated on it and instead focused on appreciating the boundless seascape before him.

No matter how carefully one considers things in this world, the final outcome is what matters.

Since the decision has been made to place the small world into the galaxy for nurturing, one should remain steadfast in one's beliefs; continuing to deduce the future would only shake one's resolve.

At this moment, all he had to do was move forward.

Chen Yu stood on the shore of the East China Sea, his gaze fixed on the distant sea. He saw streaks of light piercing the sky, rushing towards Jin'ao Island. His brow furrowed slightly, his expression grave.

In his eyes, among those streaks of light, many people were shrouded in intense malevolent energy, and some were even surrounded by crimson karmic force.

With Chen Yu's current cultivation level, he can discern the essence of others as easily as reading the lines on their palms, and can determine whether they have evil influences or are tainted by karma in just a glance.

The evil spirits manifest as black mist, and the karma transforms into red smoke, clearly visible and impossible to hide from.

His gaze swept across the group of people heading to the island, and he discovered that almost every figure was entangled in black and red energy, some swirling around their fingertips, others enveloping their entire bodies.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly and sigh inwardly.

Everyone says that the Jie Sect has "ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage," but what he sees now makes him want to sneer out loud—what kind of scene is this, ten thousand immortals? It would be more accurate to say "ten thousand demons coming to pay homage."

This is because seven or eight out of ten of the figures flying to Jin'ao Island were of demon race origin, with countless individuals possessing scales, armor, and wings.

Chen Yu withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention to the commotion in the sky, and instead looked down at the mirage dragon beneath his feet.

"Hurry up and get there as soon as possible."

He finished speaking calmly, then fell silent again, his gaze fixed on the vast horizon.

Upon hearing this, the Mirage Dragon, though slightly puzzled, dared not be negligent. It immediately activated its divine power, its figure soaring like a rainbow, breaking through the air and heading straight for Golden Turtle Island.

This action naturally attracted the attention of many cultivators. However, as soon as everyone's eyes fell on the Mirage Dragon, they sensed the aura of a Taiyi Golden Immortal emanating from it and saw its true form as a dragon. They immediately gave way and no one dared to say anything.

As for Chen Yu, who stood atop the dragon's head, although he appeared to be only at the True Immortal Realm, his ability to command a mirage dragon at the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm as his mount clearly indicated his extraordinary status, and no one dared to provoke him easily.

The group only glanced at it briefly before turning their attention away, each casting their spells, and continuing on their way.

At this moment, they had only one thought in their minds: to reach Jin'ao Island as soon as possible, and not to miss the opportunity to hear the sage's teachings.

Time flowed silently as Chen Yu quietly observed the changing landscape of mountains and seas, and before he knew it, he was nearing his destination.

"Master, we have arrived at Jin'ao Island."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu looked up and saw an island floating on the azure waves, shrouded in spiritual energy. He leaped and landed lightly on the island.

He turned and glanced at the mirage dragon, then slowly spoke:

"Go ahead and do as you please, but do not cause trouble on the island."

After saying this, he didn't linger and walked steadily toward Biyou Palace.

The mirage dragon watched his retreating figure, then transformed into human form and quietly departed.

Chen Yu arrived early, and Biyou Palace was still rather deserted. He looked around and, seeing nothing particularly fancy, casually found a seat and sat down.

At this time, there were only a few dozen people in the hall, all of whom were cultivators who lived in seclusion on Jin'ao Island year-round and had little contact with the outside world.

Chen Yu glanced at it briefly, then closed his eyes, focused his mind, and let his spirit leave his body, soaring through the void.

As time went by, people gradually entered the palace gates, and the hall became increasingly lively.

"Senior Brother Chen Yu! Senior Brother Chen Yu!"

A call brought him back from his reverie. He opened his eyes and saw Bixiao standing beside him, his expression slightly surprised.

"Junior Sister Bixiao, what is it?"

Upon hearing this, Bixiao nodded solemnly, her tone earnest:

"Brother Qi, my eldest sister has comprehended the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. I wonder if you have any free time these days? If you do, please come with my two sisters to the Three Immortal Islands to explain the mysteries of the formation."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu turned his gaze to Yunxiao, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Seeing that she had already reached the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal and was able to comprehend such a dangerous formation, he couldn't help but nod slightly.

"Alright. If there's nothing else, we'll head to Three Immortal Islands together later."

Upon hearing this, Bixiao's eyes immediately lit up with joy.

Yunxiao also breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze towards Chen Yu filled with gratitude.

Chen Yu said no more, closed his eyes again, and immersed himself once more in the connection with the universe.

Seeing this, Bixiao stopped disturbing them and stood quietly to the side to wait.

Yunxiao silently watched Chen Yu for a moment, then finally closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.

As time passed, no new people entered Biyou Palace.

At this moment, the square outside the palace was already packed with people, with countless cultivators sitting cross-legged on the ground, waiting for the sermon to begin.

The Water and Fire Child stepped forward slowly, surveyed the crowd, and spoke in a clear and solemn voice:

"Silence—the Master is about to begin his sermon."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone opened their eyes and turned their gazes to the prayer mat above.

The few people who were whispering earlier fell silent upon hearing what the Water and Fire Child said.

A figure quietly appeared on the futon. No one knew how the Tongtian Sect Leader had descended, but Chen Yu noticed the spatial ripples that occurred in that instant.

"Greetings, teacher."

Everyone stood up, bowed deeply, and showed exceptional respect.

The Master of Heaven slightly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the entire audience, before closing them again, as if he had entered a state of preaching.

Seeing this, everyone returned to their positions, held their breath, and waited for the grand performance to begin.

In an instant, the leader opened his lips, and heaven and earth resonated with him. Holy energy surged like a tide, instantly filling every inch of Biyou Palace and rapidly spreading towards Jin'ao Island.

Flowers fluttered in the sky, and golden lotuses bloomed everywhere; strange phenomena also appeared on Jin'ao Island—miraculous flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and auspicious clouds filled the air.

The Dao sound manifested itself, leaping like a dragon, spreading its wings like a phoenix, and treading on clouds like a unicorn, its body radiating boundless light that illuminated all directions.

Behind the leader, a vast pillar of light shot into the sky, with strands of light flowing endlessly within it, all manifestations of the laws.

Inside Biyou Palace, all the disciples of the Jie Sect were immersed in the Dao, their minds and spirits united, completely forgetting themselves.

On Jin'ao Island, all kinds of creatures were also captivated by the profound sounds of the Great Dao, as if they were mesmerized.

Whether inside the palace or outside the island, those who listened to the teachings were all immersed in a state of enlightenment, unable to extricate themselves.

Chen Yu was different. He did not focus on the Dao sound itself, but instead looked directly at the pillar of light of laws behind the Tongtian Sect Master and began to ponder the profound principles within it.

In an instant, a long, surging river of laws appeared behind him, its waters churning and its waves vast and magnificent.

He used his own Daoist mind to reflect the threads of law within the pillar of light, integrating them into his own understanding.

As understanding deepened, the river of laws gradually widened, its waters becoming increasingly vast and its power multiplied.