That night.
Above the Cloud End, savage Gang Winds howled wildly.
It was common knowledge that the Gang Winds at the Cloud End were exceptionally ferocious. Forget Golden Core True Persons, even Nascent Soul True Persons could not withstand the Gang Winds at such heights.
The higher one went, the more brutal these winds became. The closer one got to the Nine Heavens beyond the clouds, the more terrifying they were. Relying on cultivation base alone was utterly insufficient to resist such winds. No matter how high one's cultivation, they would be torn to shreds in an instant.
However.
At this very moment, above the Cloud End, beneath the Nine Heavens, sat a man in white robes.
He sat upright, his handsome face composed, his eyes slightly closed. No radiance emanated from his body, nor was there any protective spiritual energy. Yet, he remained completely unaffected by the Gang Winds—not even a trace. His sleeves did not flutter, his hair did not stir.
Who else could it be but Gu Qingfeng?
At this moment, he was cultivating—to be precise, he was preparing to step into the Purple Mansion realm and open his Purple Mansion Dantian.
In Gu Qingfeng's five hundred years, he had only done two things.
One was cultivation.
The other was fighting.
Either cultivating or fighting.
For a full five hundred years, he had done nothing else, wasting all his time on these two pursuits.
Originally, according to his plan, after awakening, he intended to rest for eighty to a hundred years first, and only after he'd had his fill of rest would he do other things.
However, plans could not keep up with changes. Since he had already decided to tread this road of no return called karma, he needed to make some preparations. After all, this path was not easy to walk. It was even a thousand, ten thousand times more difficult than the path of defying heaven and sin he had walked before. Who knew how many unknown horrors filled this road of no return called karma?
Therefore.
When he had a bit of time, he might as well cultivate first.
Cultivation might be difficult for others, but for Gu Qingfeng, it was far too easy—as simple as taking a sip of wine. It was no exaggeration to say that if he wished, becoming an Immortal or a Demon was merely a matter of burning a stick of incense.
But he did not do this.
The reason was simple.
The Mother of the Natural Order had forcibly stuffed him with an Endless Myriad Colors—this thing was a Seed of the Great Natural Order.
Moreover, it had already fused with his foundation. As his cultivation base increased, the Seed of the Great Natural Order was also growing at an extreme speed. When he established his True Body, it even integrated into his bloodline. For now, Gu Qingfeng could still suppress it temporarily with his own Nine Nethers Fire. But if his cultivation base rose too quickly, and the Seed of the Great Natural Order grew out of control, then trouble would be immense.
What was the Seed of the Great Natural Order?
It was a good thing.
An incomparably good thing. The Great Natural Order contained countless spiritual treasures, but none could compare to the Seed of the Great Natural Order.
Because once the Seed of the Great Natural Order grew up, it would become a Child of the Natural Order—also a son of the Mother of the Natural Order—capable of wielding the laws of the Great Natural Order. If luck was good in the future, it was not impossible to become the Mother of the Natural Order who presided over the laws of the Great Natural Order.
The status of Child of the Natural Order was far higher than that of an Immortal or a Demon.
The Immortal Dao was a Great Dao.
The Monster Dao was a Great Dao.
The Natural Order was also a Great Dao.
A Child of a Great Dao—one could imagine that once achieved, not only would Immortals and Demons bow their heads and walk away, even Immortal and Demon Monarchs who had not transcended the laws of the Great Natural Order would only be at the mercy of a Child of the Natural Order if they encountered one.
If it were any other cultivator—whether reincarnated, body-snatched and reborn, possessing any precious physique, any bloodline, any Immortal fate, Immortal root, or Immortal lineage—being bestowed a Seed of the Great Natural Order by the Mother of the Natural Order would undoubtedly be a heaven-defying fortune.
However, Gu Qingfeng just happened to not care for it.
Not only did he not care for it, if he could throw it away, he would have done so long ago.
It wasn't that he despised it, nor that he didn't need it.
He understood better than anyone what the Seed of the Great Natural Order meant.
The reason he didn't want it was threefold.
First, the world's origin was currently being reborn, the Three Thousand Great Daos were all re-deriving, and the situation was unclear.
Gu Qingfeng did not want to get involved in this muddy water.
Second.
It was also a matter of his temperament.
He was a person who disliked owing favors, especially favors to a Great Dao overlord like the Mother of the Natural Order.
Third.
Because within the Natural Order Great Dao, there was an old acquaintance he did not wish to see.
Any one of these three reasons was enough for him to not want this Seed of the Great Natural Order.
Alas.
This thing could not be discarded.
Even using his Netherfire Seed could only suppress it temporarily.
Although his Netherfire Seed was also growing bit by bit, its growth speed was far inferior to that of the Seed of the Great Natural Order.
Shaking his head.
Gu Qingfeng did not dwell on it too much and continued to charge towards the Purple Mansion realm.
In the path of cultivation and seeking the Dao, if Foundation Establishment was the first and most crucial threshold, then the Purple Mansion was the second.
Foundation Establishment built the foundation of the Immortal Dao. The existence of this foundation directly determined how far one could go on the path of seeking Immortality and the Dao.
The Purple Mansion opened the Immortal Dao Purple Mansion. The existence of the Purple Mansion determined the smoothness of one's journey on the path of seeking Immortality and the Dao.
This thing was also called the Dantian Small World, Small Heaven and Earth, Small Universe.
In the future, condensing the Golden Core and evolving the Primordial Spirit all relied on the Purple Mansion.
One could imagine the importance of the Purple Mansion.
Gu Qingfeng was opening his Purple Mansion bit by bit. Just as he was about to complete it, suddenly, an anomaly occurred.
Boom—Crack!
Beneath the heavens, a thunderclap exploded. Clouds gradually gathered, transforming into rolling dark clouds.
"Damn it!"
Sitting upright above the clouds, Gu Qingfeng sensed the changes in the Great Natural Order and couldn't help but curse.
Curse as he might, the anomaly occurring in the Great Natural Order was completely within expectations. Because while he was opening his Purple Mansion, the Seed of the Great Natural Order had been very restless, like a wanderer who had been away from home for many years suddenly seeing the gate and frantically trying to charge inside.
Boom—Crack!
The dark clouds gathered wildly. For a time, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning appeared intertwined.
The Great Natural Order was changing weather!
Thunder rumbled, wind and rain raged, at times heavy snow fell, at times the scorching sun blazed.
Gu Qingfeng did not move, continuing to open his Purple Mansion. He could not stop the growth of the Seed of the Great Natural Order, so he could only frantically urge his own Netherfire Seed, trying his best to let the Netherfire Seed dominate the opened Purple Mansion.
Suddenly.
Gu Qingfeng felt a strange sensation. This feeling did not come from the Great Natural Order, but from elsewhere.
What was it!
He did not know.
This strange omen was bizarre, unfamiliar, and also seemed extremely powerful. At the very least, Gu Qingfeng had never encountered it before.
Lifting his head to look, he was shocked to see that the eastern sky had, at some unknown time, turned a gray color. Meteors fell wildly, and the sky also began to dissipate like burnt-out ashes.
Whoosh!
The gray spread, stars fell, as if incinerating the heavens. The scene was extremely terrifying and horrifying!
Gu Qingfeng simply watched, his expression grave, a trace of shock flashing in his deep, dark eyes.
This scene reminded him of an ancient legend.
Great Dao Flow Slag.
This was an omen. Legend had it that this omen only appeared when a Great Dao was destroyed.
Now that the world's origin was being reborn and the Three Thousand Great Daos were all re-deriving, could it be that a Great Dao had collapsed during the re-derivation process?
Unclear.
Unknown.
Just then.
A world-shaking sound rang out, shaking the heavens and causing the dark clouds of the Great Natural Order to disperse.
The Great Natural Order also seemed to sense something. The dark clouds were gathering again, their momentum even stronger!
The Great Dao Flow Slag and the Great Natural Order collided, devouring each other.