Chapter 424

Then he's truly a waste; if he's a waste, there's no need to cultivate the path to the highest, better off playing with mud.

"Stir the fate…"

"So that's how it is! I understand!"

In Yun Dao's eyes, sharp light flickered, as if a sudden realization dawned, and he silently thought within his heart.

"I wield fate, thus I must comprehend fate."

"If I comprehend it, I merely draw back the feedback of all living beings onto myself."

"If I stir the fate of all living things, change arises—and this change can be refined and absorbed by me, thus transforming into my comprehension, forming my Dao Fruit."

"This, is the purification upon me, evolved through me, purified by me."

"Starting from a single sentient being, then to mountains, rivers, rivers, birds, beasts—if I gather the fate of an entire world, I can condense it into my own Fate Dao Fruit."

"Even to the myriad heavens, even to the ten thousand worlds."

"From this, it is pried open; from this, it is born."

"This, is the path to the supreme fate!"

His gaze blazed, countless runes and great Dao entwined and flashed within his eyes; myriad thoughts surged, and Yun Dao's consciousness sea churned like a storm-tossed ocean.

Boundless Dao principles boiled; vast divine prohibitions surged, as if boundless oceans pounded, with thunderous roars erupting.

Within the lower dantian, his Dao Fruit seemed projected and reflected; faintly, a mark could be glimpsed at his third eye—manifestation of the Dao Fruit, extension of the mystery.

Profound beyond profundity, wondrous beyond wonder; a supreme resonance stirred, as if primordial qi gathered, mysterious and deep, ineffable.

As if heaven and earth had reversed, behind him a faint chaos emerged, with turbulent qi swirling, as if opening heaven and earth, evolving all things, and forging a new future.

"Thank you, Most Honored One, for granting me the Dao. I now know what to do."

"Your grace, Yun Dao shall never forget, dare not forget."

"Even if I must climb mountains of blades and descend into seas of fire, even if my body shatters and my Dao perishes, as long as you need me, I shall charge forward without hesitation!"

After a long while, as if sensing eternity in the unseen, one second felt boundless; Yun Dao awoke, drew a deep breath, and without the slightest hesitation, knelt on one knee and spoke heavily.

"If you have nothing else, then depart."

Li Mo spoke slowly, eyes half-lowered.

"Most Honored One, this is a small token from us; we humbly beg you to accept it."

Resurrect Pangu held out a seal and spoke respectfully.

Seeing this, Li Mo's expression remained calm; he waved his hand and took the seal.

Though he now needed few resources—after all, all beings of the Honghuang cultivate the supreme cultivation method, the volume of primordial qi returned by these immeasurable lives is unimaginable.

Almost daily, the increase is colossal, nearly matching the total primordial qi provided by all Honghuang titans breaking a single realm.

Know that Honghuang titans often require immense time to break even a minor realm, yet the Honghuang populace provides that much every day—how immense and absurd the primordial qi must be.

After all, though the populace's cultivation base is far below that of the titans, their numbers are overwhelming.

How many Honghuang titans are there—those who have reached Immortal Hunyuan or above?

Even counting every last one, they number no more than ten million.

And the Honghuang populace?

Not even billions upon billions can estimate them; "infinite" is still too tame.

Naturally, when quantity reaches a certain threshold, its gains far surpass quality.

Primordial qi is the ultimate all-purpose resource—whether for enhancing cultivation base, refining magic treasures, or anything else, its benefits are unimaginable.

Thus Li Mo lacks no rare treasures.

But why refuse a benefit when it's free? Li Mo would never turn it down—why not accept it?

Moreover, each Honghuang titan offers an absurd quantity of rare treasures; if totaled, it rivals the entire output of a Medium Thousand World—think how vast the number is.

"We take our leave."

"We take our leave."

All Honghuang titans bowed deeply and spoke respectfully.

With that, the Honghuang titans silently departed one by one.

When all had left, Li Mo's eyes flashed with sharp light as he turned again to the void.

With a thought, the River of Time and Space appeared before his eyes; with a single glance, its projection shimmered into the void.

Past, present, future—time lines coalesced, becoming immeasurable; countless images flashed through Li Mo's eyes.

Before Li Mo's gaze, a majestic river surged into towering waves, as if countless timelines trembled, with a sense of upheaval and transformation pervading all.

In an instant, countless images contracted, nodes flashed past; Li Mo closed his eyes slightly, and the River of Time and Space vanished.

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When he reopened his eyes, an inexplicable radiance and mysterious aura flowed; faintly, a supreme resonance stirred.

In an instant, an unfathomable, supreme power seeped from the void, and the River of Time and Space trembled, projecting itself.

Downstream in the River of Time and Space, vast misty ripples and boundless divine light blazed forth—as if an ancient, supreme, eternal will reversed time to gaze upon Li Mo's past node.

"Trace back?"

Li Mo smiled faintly, his expression calm, neither sorrowful nor joyful.

In all the heavens, if strength alone were counted, he might not be first—but in authority and station, who could rival him?

Even the supreme of the heavens cannot trace him, let alone this power.

Li Mo's expression was indifferent; he waved his hand casually.

It seemed ordinary, yet it evolved all arts, gathered supreme mysteries; with the motion, he crossed time-space dimensions, traced infinite origins, as if wielding power towering above all heavens.

Profound beyond profundity, wondrous beyond wonder—language could not describe even a fraction, could not summarize a single phrase; it transcended the limits of speech.

One glimpse of that flick of the sleeve revealed and felt the terrifying power within—as if countless Dao principles restructured and rebuilt within it.

It seemed that in the blink of Li Mo's thought, he had reorganized the Great Dao billions of times, then reconstructed and evolved it, finally forming an supreme profound method.

Even space and time would be severed before it, as if cutting through eternity, as if severing the years, directly cutting off all causality, concepts, order, fate, and other conventional or special forces.

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Indescribable, unutterable, only said to be terrifying to the extreme.

With a single thought, the space, time, order, and forbidden forces spreading through the void instantly vanished without a trace.

"One is a special existence among the myriad heavens, the other is nearly the supreme of the myriad heavens. Heh, this time, there will be a good show to watch."

Recalling and realizing, thinking of the scene after scene he had witnessed in a corner of the future, Li Mo chuckled lightly, a faint, almost imperceptible curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

A good show to watch!

Indeed, the greater stage of the myriad heavens is even more brilliant the higher the level.

As time passed, unknowingly, the Primordial World had grown ever closer to this supreme realm of the myriad heavens.

And this was what caused the level the Primordial World contacted to grow ever higher.

For instance, this time, it would suddenly contact... two special existences!

Also, extremely terrifying existences!

Just thinking about it made Li Mo feel impatient and incredibly curious.

After all, that scene was absolutely magnificent!

"No rush, no rush, there is still plenty of time. Just right, those levels are still a bit high. Let's use this opportunity to enter seclusion and cultivate first. Only when strength reaches a sufficient height can one have the confidence to suppress everything."

After a brief pause, Li Mo thought silently.

His current strength was merely the Hongmeng Taichu Jin Xian Realm; at best, he could only suppress the Hongmeng He Dao Jin Xian Realm, and that was barely enough. As for the Hongmeng Immortal Jin Xian Realm, let alone that.

This strength was undoubtedly still far from sufficient. If he wanted to have enough certainty for the next event, it was far from enough; naturally, he must seize the time to improve his cultivation base!

After all, the next event would be both magnificent and interesting...

"Just right, this time is also enough for the Primordial World to develop..."

Mumbling once, Li Mo took a step. Ripples seemed to gather, and the power of space flowed silently for him. In an instant, Li Mo's figure had vanished from the spot, leaving only those whisper-like voices echoing between heaven and earth.

Seclusion, cultivate!

Prepare for the next magnificent event!

The Primordial World does not count years; a snap of the fingers seemed like an endless age had passed.

In the Primordial World, time was like the most insignificant product; for living beings, even a nap might be a time so long for mortals that it was unimaginable.

And back then, just after Resurrect Pangu and Di Jun left the Creation Grotto-Heaven from Li Mo, the entire Primordial World fell silent once more.

Because various parties made their moves, and because numerous groups emerged one after another, the Primordial World, amidst rising winds and surging clouds, regained its former tranquility.

From the top giants down to all beings, everyone knew clearly how many terrifying trials awaited the Primordial World in the future, and how fierce they would be. In this situation, with development already in place, naturally no one would slack off.