Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1603 - 864: Hunyuan Self-Transformation, One Qi Births Yin Yang

What merits and capabilities does that individual hold to earn the "Heavenly Pillar Order"?

Zhao Dingji felt a mix of bewilderment and resentment over this; he was certain that other Daoists shared his feelings.

For the last thirty years, he had quietly monitored that person’s every move.

Regrettably, that person acted just like a "turtle", remaining on Hualong Island for decades without stepping out, seldom mingling with outsiders—like a hermit devoted entirely to cultivation.

Zhao Dingji had sent invitations multiple times, yet each one was courteously turned down.

Fellow Daoists had attempted the same, but every effort ended in failure without exception.

That person resembled a flawless egg, impervious to outside probes or lures, steadfast on Hualong Island, leaving everyone utterly speechless and irritated.

At last, with these major actions unfolding, Zhao Dingji experienced an odd sense of relief, burning to uncover his motives and plans.

As Zhao Dingji sprang into motion, fellow Daoists soon caught wind of this shocking development one by one.

On that very day, beneath the Bottomless Pit in the southeastern Divine Continent, fierce dragon roars suddenly rang out, while thick yellow Earth Qi shot skyward, dyeing half the Heavenly Vault.

At the same time, a secluded ice peak inside Eternal Night Cave Heaven dissolved into vapor within one day, the mist shaping into clouds that hung around for three full months.

In Chong Yue Spirit Domain, one of the Zhao Family’s Ten Lands, numerous cultivators beheld massive beings emerging from the depths of the Mist Hidden Mountain Range, each manifestation booming with thunder and earth-shaking rumbles.

A day afterward, in the eastern region of Ten Thousand Peak Spirit Domain, multiple spiritual rivers surrounding Five Emperor Mountain surged from their courses all at once, climbing the summits and swirling around the ancient imperial peaks for days on end.

That same day, an island concealed in the Cloud Sea under the Divine Continent abruptly surfaced, swiftly ascending above the Divine Continent and racing toward the Central Sea.

Within half a month, Zhao Family Daoists emerged one after another, initiating a fresh wave of probes directed at the "First Daoist".

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Dragon Transformation Blessed Land.

Paying no heed to the chaos beyond, Zhao Sheng concentrated his Spirit solely on his own cultivation and insights.

Crack!

Within the dense bamboo forest, Zhao Sheng lightly broke a green bamboo stalk, his eyes settling on the severed tip where beads of water began to seep out.

Soon enough, those beads fused into a trickle, streaming along the bamboo surface and soaking his hand.

Divine Light shone in Zhao Sheng’s eyes as his right hand softly brushed the break.

Green light flickered, sending layers of "invisible ripples" cascading over the bamboo.

The instant after, fresh green buds exploded from the cut, swiftly elongating into seven or eight new shoots.

Zhao Sheng smoothly planted the snapped bamboo into the ground, right at the spot where soil and rock "ripples" overlapped most thickly.

At the same moment, a strand of Divine Thought morphed into a massive unseen hand, delicately manipulating the nearby "ripples" of earth and stone, organizing them into a specific configuration.

In a blur, Zhao Sheng caught sight of a strikingly familiar three-dimensional form, which held for just an instant before crumbling into disorder, gone forever.

Yet, in the end, a complete transformation occurred!

Zhao Sheng clearly sensed that at the insertion point of the broken bamboo below ground, a faint Earth Vein was swiftly taking shape.

This fledgling Earth Vein extended only four or five miles and seemed extremely delicate next to the others nearby, yet the "Life Force" it radiated burned like a flame in Zhao Sheng’s vision.

"Primordial, the progenitor Qi of Chaos and Everlasting Night, existing before heaven became form. Its essence is neither pure nor impure, its form neither existent nor nonexistent, vast and unfathomable, all-encompassing...

The Qi fundamentally one, initially divided brings Yin Yang, verily the Qi of Primordial self-transforms. Its motion like the wheel, circulating tirelessly; its virtue... the Sun, Moon, Stars are its image, mountains, rivers, plants bestow its spirit, all life formed in womb, egg, moist growth derive from it to exist...

To the sage obtaining it, the gateway to creation’s secrets; to the common man losing it, mere servitude of the body in the mundane world..."

As Zhao Sheng "gazed upon" the lively Earth Vein, countless ancient inscriptions bubbled up in his mind unbidden, every character gleaming like a jewel, laden with deep meaning.

The "Ultimate Truth of Hunyuan Qi Cave True Scripture" outline spanned just a thousand characters, cryptic as it was, yet its scope proved immensely broad, nearly pointing straight to the Great Dao’s truths, profoundly enigmatic.

From obtaining the outline and first three Chapters, half a full cycle had elapsed until now, when he finally started comprehending this scripture’s core.

What of "The Five Elements’ mutual generation and suppression"? It was all mere illusion!

Laozi declares, "Tai Chi generates two forms, the two forms divide into the Five Elements."

Zhuangzi declares, "Yin Yang and Five Elements, all flow under the one Qi of the world."

The ancestors guided posterity—Yin Yang and Five Elements merely derive from transformations of Primordial Qi.

Thus, Five Elements manifest as all things, Yin Yang two forms form the base, Tai Chi Primordial stands as the origin of everything.

One Qi transforms into Yin Yang duality, evolves Five Elements and bagua, splitting and merging, flourishing and withering—all within a single thought!

Zhao Sheng’s Daoist realm remained modest, nowhere near the pinnacle where "one thought births all existence, one thought annihilates heaven and earth."

Still, this bamboo grove epiphany elevated his Dao heart to a new height, propelling his power forward in massive strides yet again.

Furthermore, this insight into the bamboo grove let him glimpse the loftier truths of the great Dao, offering tremendous aid to his future path in cultivation.

Three days and nights passed before Zhao Sheng emerged from his trance.

Opening his eyes, he gave a faint smile, picking a bamboo leaf and flicking it away casually.

The leaf drifted upward softly, traveling just a yard before suddenly flashing into a green streak, punching through more than a hundred sturdy green bamboos in a row.

Far from weakening, it swelled into a ghostly green blaze the size of a grinding wheel, surging onward into the horizon.