In the depths of Taixu, the Primordial Universe opened by Xu Qing floats like a speck of dust suspended in endless darkness, stubbornly flickering with the light of new birth.
At the core of the universe, within the vortex of Chaos Birth and Death, Xu Qing's essential will is like an ancient rock, silent and distant. Even for his immortal Dao Fruit, the consumption from opening Heaven and Earth requires lengthy years of accumulation to recover.
However, at this moment, a faint fluctuation originating from the Pure Yang Heavenly Realm, filled with agitation and venom, traversed the endless void, gently touching the Tao Principle imprint he had set.
The sleeping will slowly opened its "eyes." Not the eyes of flesh and blood, but the Dao Thought eye overlooking the birth and death of the entire universe.
