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

Above, the Tongtian Sect Master was still preaching the Great Dao, and below, the disciples listened devoutly. Only Chen Yu took a different path and focused on cultivating the origin of the laws.

As time flows by, five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Chen Yu finally closed his eyes and focused his mind, no longer gazing at the pillar of light of the laws.

Five hundred years of observation and contemplation have already greatly benefited him, and the River of Laws has grown several times larger, with an incomparably profound foundation.

Now, he has decided to go into seclusion to cultivate, transferring all the small worlds hidden in the 365 major acupoints in his body into the Purple Mansion Universe Star River, using its power to help him break through.

He firmly believed that with the help of the Purple Mansion Star River, the advancement of the small world into a minor thousand world would be twice as effective with half the effort.

Once he made up his mind, he no longer hesitated and immediately used his supernatural powers to isolate himself from the outside world.

A layer of light instantly condensed around his body. This was formed by the power of spacetime, completely separating him from his surroundings to prevent the fluctuations of his cultivation from disturbing others.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sensed something, opened his eyes, looked at where Chen Yu was, and saw that he had isolated himself from time and space. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a smile of approval.

In the past, he had to personally intervene to isolate them on several occasions; today, Chen Yu took the initiative to do so, which shows that his mind has become more refined and he knows how to protect his fellow disciples and prevent the chaos in the training ground.

The cult leader nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and continued preaching.

At this moment, Chen Yu was unaware of the gazes from above and was focused only on the matter at hand.

After completing the isolation, he sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into his body, preparing to draw out the small worlds hidden in the various acupoints one by one and send them into the Purple Mansion Star River.

With his eyes closed and his aura contained, he began to mobilize the power of the galaxy, drawing upon his inner world.

In an instant, a powerful aura erupted from his body, filling the entire independent space, growing stronger with the movement of the starry river.

The space could not withstand such power and shattered with a crash, a wisp of aftershock escaping and falling directly into Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader, who was preaching, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning, and shot directly in Chen Yu's direction.

That wisp of aura sent a jolt through the Tongtian Sect Leader. He turned his gaze toward where Chen Yu was, a look of undisguised astonishment flashing in his eyes.

Although he had long known that this disciple was exceptionally talented and had extraordinary potential, he never expected that he had already reached such a level—that wisp of aura that was emanating from him was already above that of a Great Divine Power, only slightly inferior to them, the Heavenly Dao Saints, with a negligible difference.

In the blink of an eye, the Tongtian Sect Leader immediately took action, using his supreme magical power to seal off the independent space where Chen Yu was located layer by layer, completely isolating it from the outside world and preventing that aura from leaking out even a little bit again.

His gaze returned to Chen Yu, and within the enclosed space, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw Chen Yu's Dao body, and also the Dharma image standing behind him.

In an instant, his mind was shaken. The existence of the Dao Body was understandable, after all, he himself had once condensed one; but that Dharma Form... was indeed beyond his comprehension.

As a sage of the Heavenly Dao, the Tongtian Sect Master has yet to condense his own Dharma form, but his disciple has already accomplished such a great feat.

What's even more awe-inspiring is that the aura emanating from that Dharma image is magnificent and vast, incomparably noble, and faintly reveals a sense of supreme power.

At this moment, he could no longer remain calm. He immediately created an avatar and ordered it to continue preaching, while he himself focused intently on Chen Yu, especially on the towering Dharma image behind him.

His eyes shone brightly, his gaze sharp as torches, fixed intently on the Dharma image.

In the eyes of the Tongtian Sect Master, it was not an ordinary illusion, but a truly existing supreme being—

With laws as its bones, unknown forces as its meridians, and chaos as its eternal source of power, it integrates endless time and space, yin and yang, the four symbols, the five elements, and many other fundamental principles to construct its physical body.

He gazed at the image of the Buddha, his mind racing with calculations: if it were him, how could he possibly condense such an existence?

He knew that the two Western saints—Jieyin and Zhunti—had both cultivated their Dharma forms.

However, the images they forged were merely smelted from innate spiritual materials, divine metals, and rare objects, and forcibly shaped by their profound magical power.

In the eyes of the Tongtian Sect Master, it was nothing more than a powerful innate spiritual treasure. If a real fight broke out, he could destroy it with just one sword strike.

But Chen Yu's Dharma form is different. It contains immense power and seems to have its own consciousness, operating with its own rules. If it were to truly fight an enemy, it would not be easily broken.

In his eyes, he saw all kinds of power surging within the Dharma body, eventually converging at the chaotic core in the heart; and that core continuously released energy, transforming it into various kinds of Great Dao power, repeating endlessly, in an endless cycle.

What's even more amazing is that the power of laws, that indescribable power, and the energy of chaos are all perfectly integrated, each independent yet balanced with the others, without any conflict.

This scene greatly intrigued the Tongtian Sect Leader. He began to calculate: if he could also cultivate such a Dharma form, would his combat power increase significantly?

Will our understanding of the Great Dao also enter a completely new realm?

The answer is obvious. It's because he personally witnessed the supreme power displayed by that Dharma form.

Therefore, he made a decision in his heart—as soon as this sermon ended, he would begin to refine his own Dharma form.

At this moment, under his gaze, the Dharma image was slowly releasing boundless power, merging into Chen Yu's body.

Within Chen Yu's body, a vast galaxy surged, as boundless as the sea. He used this power to move the small worlds within his various acupoints one by one, placing them within the cosmic galaxy of his Purple Mansion.

The Tongtian Sect Leader remained standing still, his gaze never leaving the Dharma image. His eyes flashed with light as he quietly mobilized the power of the Heavenly Dao to conduct in-depth deduction and analysis.

As a Heavenly Sage, he wields the power of the Heavenly Dao and is now fully committed to deducing the structural principles of this supreme Dharma form, attempting to reconstruct its condensation method and explore whether he can replicate this Dao.

However, as his deductions deepened, his brows gradually furrowed—the core power that permeated the Dharma form could not be analyzed by the Heavenly Dao, as if it were beyond the Heavenly Dao itself.

He couldn't deduce it.

That wisp of power, like a mist, could never be truly grasped.

Chen Yu, however, was completely unaware of this. He was still focused on extracting each small world from his acupoints and steadily placing them into the Purple Mansion Universe Star River.

With the protection of the Daoist body, the assistance of the Dharma form, and the inexhaustible power of his own starry river, the entire process, though heavy as a thousand pounds, was handled with ease.

Finally, all 365 small worlds were moved out and arranged in the Milky Way, slowly rotating according to their predetermined trajectories.

As Chen Yu calmly observed the Purple Mansion, with its array of stars and the rotation of the world, a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

He gazed at the miniature world that continued to revolve, watching as the vast stellar energy from the cosmos flowed into it like a trickle, nourishing this nascent little world.