I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 325 Ye Yang's Enlightenment: Pointing Directly to the Origin

A century passed in the blink of an eye, and the prehistoric human race flourished, spreading throughout the entire prehistoric world.

King Di Xin had abdicated, and his son, due to his great merits, was entrusted with important responsibilities by King Di Xin, thus becoming the second king.

Then, like the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, they went to the Thirty-Three Heavens to establish a sacred site.

Just when all living things in the primordial world were thriving.

In the depths of this vast chaos, a furious roar suddenly resounded.

roar--.

A terrifying aura erupted.

"Damn it, this is outrageous!"

Ye Yang roared madly, "This Dao Ancestor realm isn't that difficult, is it? Why can't I ever get past it?"

He knew exactly how to reach the Dao Ancestor realm, but he could never seem to take that step.

"Does this mean we'll start cultivating the power of the world from here?"

After calming down, Ye Yang thought it over and over again, and finally had to admit that, just as the Primordial Heavenly Dao said, it was indeed very difficult to cultivate the power of the world.

However, Ye Yang quickly realized the key point: he was no longer the Ancestor of Humanity, so he could not rely on the luck of the human race to reach the Dao Ancestor realm.

Perhaps this is the effect of the Enlightenment Tea of ​​the Tongtian Sect Leader.

Ye Yang's divine soul power radiated in all directions. He glanced at the primordial world and then began cultivating again.

It was easy for Ye Yang to reach the level of a Saint, but it was difficult for him to reach the level of a Dao Ancestor.

Strictly speaking, Ye Yang is missing something.

But none of that matters now, because Ye Yang is about to unleash his cheat code.

However, after reflecting on this, Ye Yang had to face a fact.

That means his path forward has come to an end. If he doesn't find the missing key, Ye Yang will be stuck here for life.

"Is this the constraint of one's innate background?"

Ye Yang could indeed feel that no matter how he tried to break through, it was as if his body was locked up from all sides.

"As expected, there is no other way to go but to cultivate the power of the world."

Although all roads lead to Rome, all roads lead back to the source.

However, this single principle restricts 99.999% of living beings.

"But how should one cultivate the power of this world?"

He recalled the words of the Primordial Heavenly Dao: if one wants to reach the origin and transcend, one must cultivate the power of the world.

Moreover, this is a real world, not a space or a plane.

"Open up the world, open up the world!"

Ye Yang fell into melancholy.

Is it like the primordial era? No, absolutely not.

Or is it like a space? And you are the god within that space? No, that's not right either.

Ye Yang denied it again.

Or perhaps, in this vast chaos, we should emulate Pangu's creation of the world and forcibly cleave it open?

"No, that's not it, absolutely not."

Ye Yang thought about many things, whether it was space, planes, or even the creation of the world.

A voice inside me tells me that this is not the real world, this is not the world I want.

"If none of these are what I want, then what kind of world do I actually want?"

The Primordial Heavenly Dao once said that if one wants to cultivate the power of the world, one must create a world, and it must be a living one.

But as things stand now, let alone the world we live in, we don't even know how we obtained this world.

Possession? Or getting help from someone else?

No, that's absolutely impossible. Otherwise, would it still be our own world?

As expected, Heaven's will is not deceiving me; the power of the world is difficult, extremely difficult.

Before he knew it, Ye Yang felt extremely tired.

Standing there in the chaos, did I gradually fall into thought? Or perhaps just space out?

Gradually, Ye Yang's eyes became dull.

It was as if the person was completely dead.

At this moment, even the powerful divine soul seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Unbeknownst to them, the countless clones slowly rushed out, heading towards all directions of chaos, some even entering the primordial world.

Time passed slowly like this.

Ye Yang was still in a daze.

Occasionally, a figure rushes into his body; this is each clone returning to the original body after completing its cycle of reincarnation.

As for Ye Yang himself? At this moment, it was as if he had been having a very, very long dream.

I dreamt of myself as a newborn baby, babbling and learning to speak, and I dreamt of my mother holding me.

Or perhaps, you dreamt of everything from your past life.

Having lived two lives, Ye Yang, after arriving in the prehistoric world, devoted himself wholeheartedly to the rise of the human race.

In my memory of my past life, apart from anything related to the primordial era, I have almost completely forgotten everything else.

They don't even know what their parents look like anymore.

Or perhaps they've already forgotten that they're time travelers.

However, in this dream, Ye Yang actually began to recall things.

She babbled and crawled, called "Mama" for the first time, and carried her schoolbag to school for the first time.

Even... his first time seeing a woman.

Thus, Ye Yang seemed to be either an observer or someone experiencing all of this firsthand.

From birth to his transmigration, every moment of his past life slowly played out before Ye Yang's eyes.

The tenfold increase in spiritual power allowed Ye Yang to unleash all the latent memories deep within his soul.

Whether it's forgotten, vague, or deleted, etc.

In short, everything Ye Yang had ever experienced came back to him at this moment.

Rumble.

From the depths of chaos, a terrifying pressure was released, and in that instant, Ye Yang's eyes snapped open.

"I understand now, haha, it turns out everything was predetermined. I never thought I would go to such lengths, hahaha, how ridiculous, how laughable."

A single tear fell, and Ye Yang took a deep breath of the chaotic air; his eyes hardened.

"The power of the world is not simply about creating a space, nor is it as simple as controlling a space."

Ye Yangming realized what was happening.

The power of the world requires the existence of a world, and this world must be created independently.

Otherwise, it will all be in vain.

The primordial world may be wonderful, but it is neither my own nor the domain of Heaven.

The Primordial Heavenly Dao is merely the law of this world, not the master of the Primordial World.

Creating a new dimension? No, that's not it at all; it's merely forcibly creating one using the laws of space.

Even if a new dimension is created, so what? Without laws, everything is illusory.

Moreover, the creation of the world by the great god Pangu was not something he did himself.

Rather, chaos already existed, and he was merely a being of chaos. The true master of this world had given Pangu the mission of creating heaven and earth.

In other words, Pangu was just an employee, but he messed things up and killed himself.

Therefore, to cultivate the power of the world, one must truly create a world, and it must be a real world.

So what exactly constitutes the real world? And where does this real world come from?

Moreover, it is necessary to ensure that this world is a living world.

So what is a living world? How can we guarantee that?

Ye Yang looked up at the endless chaos, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

"All things return to their origin, everything returns to illusion, to nothingness."

It is not the original Tao that is the origin of all things; there is something else behind the Tao.

That is.

Although the Tao says that one begets one, and one begets two, it is true that everything only comes from the Tao.

It is true that the Tao is the source of all things, but...

How was the "Tao" formed? How did it come into being? It couldn't have appeared out of thin air, could it?

"That's the crux of the problem."

Ye Yang was resolute, having seen through the essence of things. In a way, it seemed that Ye Yang had opened up a path he had never seen before.

(End of this chapter)