Chapter 178: Perfect Grand World Embryo!

Zhongzhou, Shi Qi Residence.

This is a very special place, belonging to no holy site, yet it gathers a batch of the most astonishingly talented Heavenly Proud of this universe.

The head of the residence is an elderly man with white hair, whose eyes are as deep as the starry sky.

He stands on the star‑gazing platform, quietly watching the ancient forbidden land shrouded in immortal light, and also hears the celestial edict that resounds across the universe.

"Head of the residence, what should we… do?" a young Heavenly Proud says, his face full of confusion and unwillingness.

They are the future of this universe, proud and lofty; how could they willingly bow and submit to others?

The elder gives no answer, merely extending a withered finger toward the Heavenly Dome.

"What do you see there?"

The young man looks in the direction he points and sees that the once dim starry sky has become unprecedentedly bright.

One by one, ancient stars seem to be infused with new life, emitting dazzling radiance.

The previously thin, waning Heaven-and-Earth essence is, at an incredible speed, becoming dense and pure.

Moreover, he can feel that the Heaven-and-Earth shackles that bind all cultivators and even prevent the Great Emperor from attaining immortality seem… to have loosened a strand.

"This… this is…" the young man is so shocked he cannot speak.

"Heaven has changed."

The elder withdraws his finger and sighs softly; in those deep eyes there is no fear, but a sense of relief as if a burden has been lifted.

"We are like a school of fish trapped in a shallow pool, fighting over the dwindling murky water, slaughtering each other, stirring chaos, and deluding ourselves as masters of this pond."

"Now, the ocean has arrived."

"It has broken the levees, bringing endless fresh water and an irresistible will."

The elder turns, looks at his disciple, and a complex smile appears on his face.

"Child, do not think of resistance, nor feel humiliated."

"For us fish, being able to leap into the ocean, even if only as the most insignificant part of it, is already an unprecedented… blessing."

"Send the order: three days later, our Shi Qi Residence will be the first to… pay homage to the Celestial Court."

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Within the star domain, winds rise and clouds surge; the old order collapses, and a new pattern takes shape.

All this clamor has nothing to do with the fragment of the celestial realm sealed by supreme power.

Here, time seems to have lost its meaning.

Gu Yuan sits cross‑legged at the center of the floating continent, like an ancient, undying statue, utterly still.

His body is no longer flesh and blood.

After refining the entire immortal king's leg bone granted by the ancient ancestor, as well as that immortal king's rib, his skeleton has completely transformed into radiant gold.

Every inch of his bones bears naturally etched dense golden runes, the profound meaning of the *Prime Immortal Unending Sutra*, embodying the Immortal King Dao.

The golden Immortal King bone has replaced his original mortal bones.

The immortal divine substance cleanses each drop of his blood and fortifies every inch of his fascia.

The process is accompanied by excruciating, heart‑rending pain.

It is a remodeling and rebirth rooted in the origin of life, as if shattering a person into primal particles and then reassembling them according to a higher‑level life blueprint.

If Gu Yuan's will had not already been forged as hard as divine steel, it would have collapsed long ago amid this infernal torment.

But the reward is also unimaginable.

His mortal body's resilience has reached an inconceivable level.

Even if he stands there motionless while a supreme wielder swings an imperial weapon with full force, it probably cannot harm him a single hair.

More importantly, as the Immortal King bone fully integrates, the complete, vast Immortal King law it contains floods his sea of consciousness again and again like a breached dam.

His understanding of the Dao has already surpassed the realm of divine abilities.

In his eyes, the Three Thousand Dao Paths are no longer independent law lines; they begin to intertwine, influence each other, forming a grander, more complex, and more primordial cosmic web.

He feels an unprecedented close connection between himself and the chaotic singularity within his dantian.

He seems able to see, within that chaos, a sapling of the World Tree thriving; each of its leaves supports a miniature world, and its roots plunge deep into the chaos, drawing the most primal power.

He needs an outlet.

A carrier that can channel the power accumulated within him to the extreme, fully manifest his new insight into the Dao…

That is, a realm!

"Break!"

Gu Yuan lets out a low shout from his heart.

Boom—!!!

An indescribable aura erupts explosively, centered on him!

It is neither mere power nor the manifestation of a law.

It is a… creative‑origin aura!

With Gu Yuan at the center, a space within a hundred zhang instantly turns into a grayish chaos.

Immediately after, a faint light glimmers within the chaos.

It is the chaotic singularity!

The singularity explodes, earth, fire, water, and wind surge; pure qi rises, turbid qi sinks.

A towering, all‑piercing divine tree phantom rises from the center of the chaos; its canopy splits the heavens, its roots embed into the earth, anchoring this newly formed micro‑world.

World Tree!

With the emergence of the World Tree, the Three Thousand Dao Laws begin to manifest within this realm.

An illusory river of time winds slowly around the World Tree, its waters reflecting scenes of the past and flashing images of the future.

An invisible chain of space extends this world's boundaries infinitely, making this hundred‑zhang domain seem to possess endless depth.

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth—the Five Elements law transforms into five towering divine mountains, pressed at the four poles and the center of heaven and earth.

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning evolve into celestial phenomena.

Life and death, samsara and extinction, become the black and white qi, alternating in a cycle at the two ends of the world…

In just a few breaths, a realm that possesses a complete Great Dao law capable of self‑evolution… a world prototype, boldly descends within this shattered immortal domain fragment!

"Hum—!"

The moment this realm fully formed, the entire shattered immortal domain fragment emitted a violent wail!

In this world that has lain dead and silent for countless epochs, its lingering, already shattered Great Dao law instinctively resonated with—and even submitted to— Gu Yuan's complete, vibrant realm law upon sensing it!

Countless fragmented Law Fragments, like subjects summoned by an emperor, converged from all directions, pouring madly into Gu Yuan's realm, attempting to become part of this new world.

"What... is this situation?!"

Gu Zhan, who was clearing threats on the outer edge of the star region, suddenly felt the continent beneath his feet quake violently; he jerked his head toward the direction of Gu Yuan's seclusion, his bulging ox eyes widening.

"Good... Young Master, is this... tearing the heavens apart?"

"What a terrifying realm! Is this... really something a Ninth Realm cultivator can possess?!"

Gu Lin Jiang, Gu Xuan Ce and others also halted their tasks, staring in horror at the area shrouded in chaotic qi.

They are all Supreme beings, even Heavenly Emperors, and naturally each possesses their own realm.

Yet compared with the small world currently evolving before them, their realms are like a rustic peasant's thatched hut confronting a deity's jade palace.

It's not even the same dimension!

"Ha ha… ha ha ha!"

Gu Cangsheng and Gu Lin Tian's figures instantly appeared outside the realm.

Watching the realm world bobbing in chaos, constantly evolving and perishing, the father and son exchanged a glance, each seeing unparalleled awe and exhilaration in the other's eyes.

"Father, Yuan‑er…"

Gu Lin Tian's voice trembled; this newly ascended True Immortal's Dao heart was even more unstable now than Gu Lin Jiang's.

"I see..." Gu Cangsheng murmured, his deep eyes fixed on the center of the realm, on the phantom silhouette of the World Tree that pierces heaven and earth.

"This is not a realm..."

"This is... the embryo of a perfect great world...!"