I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2567 - 1163: Entering the Purple Cloud Palace

Chen Mobai pondered briefly, agreed with Qi Yuheng's reasoning, and ascended the stairs ahead of him.

Instantly, Turtle Treasure quivered faintly.

Right as Chen Mobai anticipated a fierce outburst, it unexpectedly fell silent.

This caught him somewhat off guard.

Was Turtle Treasure holding back in the presence of the Purple Cloud Palace?

While musing on this, a silver airflow ignited along the stairs, morphing into radiant silver sparkles like a swirling starry river that fully enveloped Chen Mobai.

He instinctively shut his eyes and entered meditation, striving to grasp the immense and limitless Void Great Dao.

The Purple Cloud Palace's initial step follows the Pure Yang Path, with its first Dao Platform being the Innate Yin Yang.

The final step embodies the Void Great Dao, its ultimate Dao Platform surely the Innate Taixu.

From start to finish, these match the two Great Daos verified by the Purple Sky Daoist Venerable within Pure Yang.

Having grasped this insight, Chen Mobai felt ready to uncover Turtle Treasure's true nature right here.

After all, no matter Turtle Treasure's might, it couldn't exceed the Eighth Rank.

Whereas the Purple Sky Daoist Venerable stood as an eternal transcendent existence.

Yet things unfolded differently than expected.

Turtle Treasure actually stayed compliant.

And in its subdued state, the Void Great Dao imprinted by the Purple Sky Daoist Venerable held no sway over it.

Though a bit let down, Chen Mobai at this juncture quelled his urges and dove into the boundless Void Great Dao, determined not to squander the chance.

He had long cultivated the Void Spirit Body aided by Turtle Treasure.

Moreover, he had fathomed much of the Universe Scripture's void-linked passages, yet regarding this Dao, he remained stuck at the doorway.

Unbeknownst when, a silver-gray portal materialized in his consciousness; one that had always been sealed now stood slightly open amid the ceaseless silver sparkles flowing on the stairs.

Chen Mobai's right hand rose unbidden, pressing against the door.

The portal, once immovable, now yielded effortlessly to his push.

He crossed the threshold, confronting the cosmic bedrock of the Great Thousand Universe.

Suddenly, a flawless white vista filled his vision.

This marked the purest hue Chen Mobai had witnessed, utterly free of any taint or density.

Was this the void?

As Chen Mobai wondered, after passing through, he noticed hues unlike the pristine white emerging from underfoot.

Like ink dripping onto blank paper, it created a stark, vivid stain.

A sudden guilt washed over Chen Mobai for tainting this immaculate white.

He tried to withdraw, but with his step back, two additional color patches bloomed from beneath into the pure white.

Glancing behind, he saw that after two paces, he remained one step shy of the silver-gray door he'd traversed.

Suspicion etched on his face, he advanced another step toward the door, yet it instantly shifted back one pace with his motion.

He tested repeatedly, but regardless of steps taken, an uncrossable divide persisted between him and the door, akin to a celestial gulf.

In his earlier motions, Chen Mobai's footprints marred the pristine white, each like paint daub spreading distinct vibrant traces across this blank canvas as if in artistic strokes.

Was this the essence of the void?

Confusion overwhelmed Chen Mobai.

Unable to escape, he halted in this white realm, awaiting the next revelation from this Dao.

Positioned at the Purple Cloud Palace entrance, Chen Mobai harbored no fears of peril.

After all, bequeathed by the Purple Sky Daoist Venerable, how could a mentor endanger his disciple!

Emboldened by this, Chen Mobai resumed traversing the pristine white expanse, soon realizing his footprints yielded only finite colors.

This count aligned exactly with the Great Daos under his command.

In essence, solely Great Daos could color the void.

With this epiphany, Chen Mobai roused the Pure Yang Path.

Golden waves soon rippled across the white, and as Great Dao power surged further, a single-petaled golden lotus abruptly flowered amid the ripples.

Could this be... a Dao Fruit!?

Gazing at the lotus, enlightenment dawned on Chen Mobai's features.

In the Tianhe Realm, Dao Fruits represent ascendant cultivators' Dao insights, sealed via Void Great Dao for sect heirs. Only same-technique practitioners can access the embedded Dao rhythms and legacies from those ascendants.

Thus inspired, Chen Mobai invoked the Pure Yang Scroll's affiliated Great Daos anew, prompting the golden lotus to unfurl a second petal...

Not until the fifth petal did Chen Mobai cease.

He plucked the Pure Yang Golden Lotus, its golden petals gleaming variably—some blindingly bright, others sleek, some crystalline, some radiant, and a few subdued.

These signified all Pure Yang Scroll Great Daos save the Nirvana Great Dao.

Typically, only Nascent Soul Cultivators could manifest such.

Yet here, Chen Mobai achieved it seamlessly.

In this white domain, he could freely wield Great Dao powers without drain concerns. Next, Chen Mobai assayed the Five Elements Great Dao.

Swiftly, five Dao Fruits appeared before him.

Identical to those from the Yi Yuan Secret Realm, albeit diminutive.

Subsequently, Chen Mobai tested every mastered Great Dao.

Bit by bit, Dao Fruits blossomed amid the former white void, overlaying the prior chaotic footprints. Like wild ink blots refined by a painting virtuoso into a majestic landscape scroll.

Did this embody the Void Great Dao's purpose?

The capacity to encompass all Great Daos, granting them canvas for manifestation.

Yet should this infinite white one day vanish, even the finest artist finds no surface for strokes.

By juxtaposing past notions, Chen Mobai's grasp of the End of Destiny Great Dao sharpened profoundly.

Now, the white before him dimmed, while the Dao Fruits dissolved into luminous Dao rays, streaking like comets back into Chen Mobai's form.

Before he knew it, Chen Mobai stood once more beyond the silver-gray gate.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother..."

Qi Yuheng's call rang in his ear, prompting Chen Mobai to open his eyes. The illusory white in his mind vanished, reverting to the archaic, unadorned Purple Sky Palace.

"Senior Brother, how long was I in comprehension?"

Chen Mobai turned to query Qi Yuheng, who raised five fingers.

Five days!

This marked Chen Mobai's lengthiest Dao comprehension session.

On the Pure Yang Great Dao steps, though seven days passed, much stemmed from realm breakthrough delays.

Did this imply his Void Great Dao foundation ran deepest?

With that in mind, Chen Mobai shut his eyes anew, but the surging silver glow on the steps overburdened his Primordial Spirit.

This indicated his Void Great Dao insight had hit its ceiling.

Sighing, Chen Mobai advanced to the final Dao Platform.

"Senior Brother, this step truly is the Void Great Dao. You could leverage it to advance your Domain to Law Domain. I won't hold you back—I'll head into the Purple Sky Palace first."

Chen Mobai mounted the Dao Platform, noted no reaction, and with Turtle Treasure merely humming then stilling, spoke to Qi Yuheng.

Since the Purple Sky Palace's arrival, forty-nine days had elapsed, leaving ample time, yet Chen Mobai's chief concern lingered on that palace seat he once occupied.

"Thanks for the advice, Junior Brother. Time remains; I wish to see you enter first."

Qi Yuheng nodded eagerly.

Chen Mobai grinned casually, though inwardly fretting if the Purple Cloud Daoist Venerable might spurn him, the sneaky listener.

An eternally transcendent power wouldn't stoop to grudges.

Self-assured, under Qi Yuheng's watchful anticipation, Chen Mobai steeled himself and approached the threshold.

Yet just shy of it, memory stirred; he sat upon the Dao Platform.

Though Taixu Dao eluded full grasp, he could probe for its master here.

Moments later, amid Qi Yuheng's baffled stare, Chen Mobai stood, face oddly contorted.

Across prior Dao Platforms, Chen Mobai had sensed for resident Dao lords, succeeding only with Saintly Virtue Great Dao; even Primordial Great Dao yielded nothing.

On this ultimate platform, Purple Sky Palace seat worries had nearly eclipsed the check.

Harboring slim hopes, the Taixu Dao responded akin to Saintly Virtue Great Dao.

In this Great Thousand Universe, Taixu already claimed a lord.

Per the Xianmen Five Ancestors, that signified the Gate of Taixu, Central Dojo's eighth-rank innate Supreme Treasure.

This realization brought Chen Mobai mild regret.

Yet it heightened his intrigue over Turtle Treasure's roots.

Still, now wasn't for such probes.

Solemn-faced, Chen Mobai positioned before the threshold, bowed disciple-style to the Purple Sky Palace, then amid Qi Yuheng's eager, deserving gaze, raised a foot and strode smoothly inside.

True to Pure Yang True Monarch, Immortal Gate's premier genius ever!

Across Taixu Mountain Range, all eyes fixed here; witnessing Chen Mobai's effortless entry into Purple Sky Palace, they beamed with pride as if entering themselves, erupting in collective cheers.

"Still one step behind?"

As Qi Yuheng prepared to sit for Void Great Dao comprehension, a regretful voice sounded nearby.