Chapter 502: Break to Rebuild, the Dao Returns to Void

Inner World.

Gu Yuan floated silently in the Earth's core.

The Heavenly Dao Core of the Blood Moon Underworld has been completely purified and absorbed, turning into the nourishment for his breakthrough.

One hundred twenty‑two celestial veins, like one hundred twenty‑two radiant divine dragons that pierce the universe, coiled upon his Dao Fruit, exuding a terrifying aura that makes all Dao submit.

But Gu Yuan's brows slightly furrowed.

One more is missing.

Just the final one, and he could match the myth established by the supreme Immortal Emperor of the ancient Immortal Court.

He could feel that he was just a step away, yet no matter what, he could not step forward.

But he was stuck like this.

He felt a bit unwilling.

Gu Yuan reviewed the one hundred twenty‑two celestial veins he had forged.

From the First Realm to the Nineteenth Realm, each realm's supreme foundation became a unique Dao Vein.

It can be said that these newly forged twenty‑two super‑grade celestial veins are the perfect embodiment of all Gu Yuan's accumulation and foundation up to now.

They are the extension of "me".

They are "my" Dao.

They are the proof of why "I" am "I".

Then, what should the one hundred twenty‑third be?

Gu Yuan fell into contemplation.

Why does the ancient Immortal Emperor have one hundred twenty‑three?

What does his final one carry?

Is it a stronger power?

Or a more profound law?

Gu Yuan tried to deduce and create.

He wanted to, using the concept of a system, forge an auxiliary vein; using the concept of transmigration, forge a transcendence vein.

But his Dao Fruit emitted waves of strong resistance.

As if those concepts were too void, too ethereal, unable to be borne within his Great Dao system.

"Incorrect…"

Gu Yuan's gaze gradually deepened.

"My line of thought was wrong from the start."

He had been seeking inward.

Seeking his own past, his own accumulation, his own insight.

That is not wrong.

But his world, he himself, ultimately exists within a larger realm.

That is… the Primordial Immortal Realm.

The ancient Immortal Emperor is the lord of the Immortal Court and the supreme ruler of many Immortal Realms.

His Dao must have an inseparable connection with that realm.

And himself?

Since his transmigration, his attitude toward the Primordial Immortal Realm has been one of extraction, plunder, and opposition.

He regards the Primordial Immortal Realm as a massive resource depot, a newbie village full of enemies.

Though that is indeed the case.

His Divine Nation Dao is essentially a fresh start.

It is to carve out a law‑free zone on the vast lands of the Primordial Immortal Realm.

And sooner or later… become the host!

"So that's it…"

A flash of enlightenment crossed Gu Yuan's mind.

The one hundred twenty‑third celestial vein lacks not nourishment nor insight, but a path to walk the Primordial Immortal Realm's cultivation road as a native of this world, to feel its laws, to cross its Heavenly Tribulation.

But the problem is, he has already become a True Immortal, his Dao Fruit is complete, his celestial veins are fixed.

To walk it again, how easy could that be?

Unless…

Gu Yuan's gaze fell upon his Dao Fruit, upon the Myriad Dao Time Vein that twined with fragments of time.

An idea maddened to the extreme formed in his mind.

"Grandfather."

A divine thought, crossing the barrier of the Inner World, entered the mind of Gu Cangsheng, who was guarding him from the sky above the Divine Island.

"Don't panic, and don't block me. Grandson wants to play something big."

Gu Cangsheng, hands in his pockets, idly stared at the phantom silhouettes of the one hundred twenty‑two celestial veins in the sky, pondering how to give his grandson a hand.

Just now, he also heard Gu Gong speak of the Immortal Emperor's one hundred twenty‑third vein.

His grandson is only one step away from being stuck.

Indeed it seems somewhat wasteful.

After receiving Gu Yuan's divine thought, he was first stunned, then grinned widely.

"Good kid, go ahead, if the sky falls, grandpa will hold it up for you."

……

Inside the Hall of Eternal Life, the Divine Lord of Ten Thousand Medicines, Gu Gong, and Tu—three people—were anxiously watching the sky.

The phenomenon of the 122 celestial veins had been stalled for a long time, and their light even began to dim slightly.

"Could it be… a failure?"

In Tu's heart, a trace of regret—so subtle that even he himself hadn't noticed—just rose.

Of course.

The most regrettable was Gu Gong, who was the original Shouzheng.

This being, who had witnessed the birth and disappearance of the Celestial Emperor, now watched the gradually fading shadows of the 122 celestial veins, feeling a faint hope within.

Hoping that Gu Yuan could create a miracle.

Even knowing that there might be no successors after this, he still held that hope.

Only… it seems.

Even the new master must stop here.

Yet the next moment, he witnessed the most incomprehensible scene of his life.

Above the sky, the shadows of the 122 celestial veins that pierced heaven and earth began to tremble violently.

Immediately after,

The pulse representing the Nineteenth Realm, Heavenly Emperor Realm—seemingly able to command the heavens and command all laws, the Heavenly Emperor Command Pulse—shattered with a roar under everyone's horrified gaze, turning into countless specks of light that dispersed!

Gu Yuan's aura, from the tier that brushed the Immortal King realm, instantly fell!

"What?!"

The Divine Lord of Ten Thousand Medicines shouted in shock, thinking Gu Yuan had failed his breakthrough and was struck back by the Dao.

But it wasn't over yet.

Supreme Peerless Pulse—shattered!

Barbarian God Pulse—shattered!

Flawless Sacred Dao Pulse—shattered!

……

One after another, the over‑limit celestial veins fell like toppled dominoes, collapsing and dispersing in succession.

Gu Yuan's cultivation, like sliding down a chute, plummeted wildly.

Half-step Immortal King… Supreme True Immortal… Ordinary True Immortal…

When the Divine Dawn Dao Pulse, representing the First Realm foundation, also turned into a rain of light and vanished, Gu Yuan's entire aura had completely fallen out of the True Immortal category.

Finally, it settled steadily at… the Seventeenth Realm, Supreme Saint Realm.

"Did… did he abandon his cultivation?!"

Tu watched the scene, his mind blank, muttering to himself, almost thinking he was hallucinating.

From a supreme being comparable to an Immortal King, in a brief instant, reverting to a Supreme Saint?

What the hell is this?

The Divine Lord of Ten Thousand Medicines was also completely baffled; he couldn't fathom the Young Master's actions at all.

Even Gu Lin Tian, who had just emerged from the barrier, ready to refine the colossal Hongmeng Dao Fruit, halted, his face full of worry and confusion.

On the entire Gu Family Divine Island, only two people remained calm.

One was Gu Yuan.

The other was Gu Cangsheng.

"Everyone, stay… calm and don't be restless!"

Gu Cangsheng's voice, like the Sea‑Calming Needle, rang in every member of the Gu family's heart.

"Yuan'er is forging a path never before taken; everyone, put your hearts back… watch carefully, learn well!"

Although he spoke casually, the fists he clenched tightly still revealed his inner tension.

He also silently made up his mind.

If anything happened to Gu Yuan, even at the cost of his own life, he would restore him to his original state.