...It was as if an instant had solidified into eternity.

As if the Heavenly Dao had destined it for this particular moment.

"Sect Leader, there's no need for this."

Bai Sheng shook his head.

"The Dao is unique; similar Daos are ultimately not the same person, so why waste the Dao Sect's foundation?"

"However, now that I've returned, I can use this obsession to leave something behind, which can also serve as a foundation for the Dao Sect."

Sun Qidao shook his head slightly, "The Black Mountain area holds nothing special. What trapped you and eroded you, if no Cultivator intervened, was likely the taboo of time."

Fu Huazi's gaze shifted, and a new chapter of the Heavenly Dao slowly unfolded.

He seemed to perceive something, and a wisp of divine light slowly bloomed in his eyes, then slowly dissipated.

This slight movement also drew the attention of the others.

"This time, I saw that a great calamity will still arise in the future, and there will also be a turning point. Junior Brother, you don't need to rush to dissipate. Go to the Dao Sect's treasure vault. Although it's perilous, it's your best chance for survival right now."

Fu Huazi's words took a turn, revealing a glimmer of hope.

"A great calamity."

Many within the Profound Heaven Dao Sect clearly knew a great deal, and they also took Fu Huazi's words about the future seriously.

They knew quite a bit about the matters of Tianyang.

No matter how the chess game turns, there will always be a player.

But regardless, the Dao Sect cannot relax now.

"The enemy of a thousand years, I'm afraid, is a remnant from the disaster three thousand years ago."

Only after Bai Sheng disappeared into the Dao Sect's treasure vault did Yu Youshu speak coldly.

Bai Sheng knew very little. As an obsession, an obsession of Dao Seeking, how could he not remember everything from his previous life? But they also didn't continue to question him.

Just as they had only helped this Junior Brother stabilize over the past decade.

There must have been more than one person involved in the hidden danger. Even the taboo of time mentioned by Sun Qidao was one possibility, or perhaps both Cultivators and the taboo of time acted simultaneously.

There were too many secrets.

Even a Heavenly Dao investigation would yield the same results as always.

If they dared to act, the Heavenly Dao, Karma, and even the destiny and Karma would all have their paths cut off, leaving no possibility for later generations to glimpse.

"No rush. This is an era of variables. What should come will always come, and what wants to hide cannot hide."

The voice of the figure on the cloud platform was ethereal and distant.

The remaining figures did not ask why the Sect Leader had suddenly changed his mind and seized that glimmer of hope.

Just as they didn't need to ask where Black Mountain came from, or whether the young disciple passing through there was intentional or coincidental.

None of it was necessary. Spiritual intuition gave no warning, and the Great Dao showed no anomalies.

Whether it was a fortuitous fated opportunity or manipulated by others' Heavenly Dao.

It allowed them to see an even earlier Heavenly Dao in the future, a time of absolute terror and also containing immense fated opportunity.

"It's time to go out for a trip."

Fu Huazi suddenly said.

"There are always some people stirring. It's not good for me to go out; let White Crane go."

A massive White Crane was perched atop a Formation.

Its eyes, previously closed, had already opened in anticipation after a figure materialized.

"You've come again. It seems you must have something to discuss with me."

Fu Huazi smiled, "Indeed, I do."

"It's not good for me to act; I need to preside over the Dao Sect. Your intervention would be best."

"Who is it this time?"

White Crane noticed a hint of coldness in Fu Huazi's expression.

He couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

One must know that the more one cultivates, the more detached and emotionless one becomes.

This isn't intentional; it's just that in the beginning of cultivation, who doesn't have various cultivation aspirations? Some even harbor a childlike innocence.

It's just that the passage of time is too terrifying.

Even with the tempering of the Dao Heart, it's difficult to return to the beginning.

After hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years pass, familiar old friends become mere bones on the path to longevity, and familiar scenery withers away with time.

On the long path of the Great Dao to longevity, fellow Cultivators are the most precious and rare.

What could stir Fu Huazi's Dao Heart and emotions must be something related to the Dao Sect.

Fu Huazi revealed a smile, then spoke several names.

This space immediately rippled slightly.

The Ancestor White Crane suppressed the spatial and temporal fluctuations, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Good, I will make this trip."

At that moment.

Words spoken, Divine Ability and Dharma followed.

Names covered the Heavenly Dao, concealed Karma, and were not within destiny.

However, if such Divine Ability were truly so vast, everyone would have long ago ascended to immortality and transcended, becoming great Divine Ability experts who had departed the cultivation sea of heaven and earth.

Why would they still cling to life and remain until now?

On the Dao field.

Lu Qing's eyes slowly opened and closed, a trace of divine charm appearing between his brows and around his body.

It also passed through the heart platform, reflecting a figure exactly like Lu Qing, only less than three inches tall, transparent as Colored Glaze, and flawless as light.

In an instant, this figure also slowly opened its eyes, and the aura of the Great Dao surged forth.

A portal appeared before him, materializing in front of his eyes. The figure floated forward, directly spreading his hands, pushing them open, and the portal suddenly swung wide.

Streams of immortal light appeared, and streams of Dao rhyme arose.

The Great Dao emerged beneath his feet, and the Dao Heart appeared.

"What is your Dao?"

"Only my nature."

There was no Transcending Tribulation, no Lightning Tribulation, only a single thought echoing deep within the Dao Heart, completely merging with the Great Dao.

Dong.

Like a drop of water falling, it landed on the spiritual heart platform.

Heaven and earth, all things, inside and outside the Dao field, the sound of his spiritual heart manifested.

Tens of thousands of miles away.

The wind stopped, the clouds stilled, the rain dispersed.

Tens of thousands of rays of light and luster seemed to turn into a scene in a painting, motionless, magnificent yet possessing a power that shook the soul.

Countless Cultivators raised their heads, gazing at the sky.

They saw the tranquility of all things and heard the peace of their own Dao Hearts.

Suddenly, a terrifying sensation arose from behind them, coming from nowhere and going to nowhere...