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Under the shocked gazes of the onlookers, Chen Mo's figure soared into the sky, surrounded by roaring, blazing Gang Qi.

A black dragon snaked up from his arm, its body rapidly expanding, coiling and dancing around him. Deer antlers, crocodile mouth, lion's mane; its fine black scales appeared like ink jade, its heterochromatic pupils exuding a substantial sense of oppression.

"Is this... the Dao Seal that Chen Mo comprehended?" A trace of astonishment flickered in Huo Wuya's eyes.

So-called Dao Seal is the embodiment of the laws one has comprehended.

The specific form varies from person to person; some are mountains and rivers, some are weapons and armor, while others are fierce beasts or evil spirits... all are distinct.

The power of the Dao Seal mainly depends on the strength of the law. For example, Huo Wuya's Dao Seal is the Martial God clad in armor, which can activate the Dharma Image when necessary to form an unbreakable true martial body.

Such "dragon-shaped" Dao Seals are not unheard of, but the phenomenon before them seemed too real, so much so that the scorching dragon breath could be clearly felt, almost indistinguishable from a living creature!

This also indirectly indicates that the level of the laws Chen Mo comprehended is incredibly high, far beyond their imagination!

"Merely at Third Grade Unity, yet already possessing the demeanor of an Ultimate Venerable, worthy of being the man I've set my sights on..." Ji Hongxiu's eyes sparkled continuously.

Yu Youhan looked at this scene, unable to suppress the upward curve of her lips.

She originally worried that Chen Mo, mingling constantly with women, would get bogged down in trivial matters and neglect his cultivation. However, it now seemed she had overthought it.

This fellow's cultivation is advancing at a pace beyond normal comprehension, probably stepping into the Heavenly Human First Grade no later than three years from now!

"By then, I can cultivate with him in unison, not only bringing us closer but also giving me a chance to completely break free from my shackles and glimpse that Realm of Transcendence!" Thinking of this, Yu Youhan's heart raced slightly, her cheeks faintly flushed.

Yet, the anomaly was far from over.

Unnoticed, heavy, dense clouds gathered in the sky, obscuring the sunlight, and the sky turned gloomy.

Chen Mo's eyes remained tightly closed, a vertical pupil blossomed between his brows, and a silver light beam shot out, enveloping the black dragon.

The black dragon's body rapidly disintegrated, its ink jade scales shedding and melding together to form a mass of black light, which was the extreme Sword Intent absorbed from the Sword Washing Pool.

Two eyes whirled in mid-air, red-golden representing calamity, dark blue the Returning Ruins, while muscles, veins, and bones reverted into emerald green Vitality Essence.

Thus, the Dao Seal was completely dismantled.

Under the illumination of the silver light, various spheres of light collided with each other, changing shapes ceaselessly.

"Is that silver light the Law of Cause and Effect?"

"No, it's not just that; it also contains some unique power..."

Ji Hongxiu observed meticulously, her expression puzzled, "What exactly is Chen Mo doing?"

Yu Youhan stared intently, saying aloud, "He's attempting a deduction, searching for a method to fully integrate these laws."

"Integration?" Ji Hongxiu frowned deeply.

The Six Paths Origin interact with and repel each other, making coexistence difficult; even the Three Saints can only comprehend one Origin Power.

It's rare for someone like Chen Mo, who possesses multiple laws and can peacefully coexist with them, no wonder others can't understand.

"In other words, Chen Mo is condensing a Dao Foundation." Yu Youhan squinted slightly, gazing at the towering figure, and said softly, "If he can successfully fuse them, he will forge a path uniquely his own."

Boom—

The void trembled, boiling like water.

Several spheres of light collided and were repelled apart again.

Even though Chen Mo had pushed the silver light to its limit, there was still no sign of fusion.

Huo Wuya, witnessing this scene, shook his head and said, "Each Origin breath is independent. Coexistence is already a miracle; how could they possibly merge into one? It's simply unrealistic..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he stopped abruptly.

Just then, from Chen Mo's Dantian, a purple-gold aura shot forth. When it touched those spheres of light, the agitated aura suddenly calmed.

Under the soothing of the Dragon Qi, these various powers became exceptionally docile, no longer resisting, and followed the guidance of the silver light, merging together like milk and water.

Colors constantly changed, from red-gold to blue, then to deep purple, and finally gradually became transparent, completely losing color.

The mass hovered in the air, invisible to the naked eye, yet its existence was real, as if a part of space had been erased, appearing empty and void.

Within this void, it radiated a power capable of destroying everything, yet contained vigorous vitality, an extremely contradictory sensation, but manifesting in an unusually harmonious way.

"Life is the prelude to death, death is the beginning of life."

"To carry the cycle of life and death with void, to testify the Great Dao through life and death, this is the path I shall take."

Chen Mo raised his hand in a beckoning gesture, and that invisible, colorless substance assimilated into his body. His figure became blurry, as if transcending the mundane, his voice carrying a trace of ethereal and unpredictable meaning: "Old man, you still think you can contain me? Let me show you how I'll shatter this world."

"Hmm?"

Huo Wuya was momentarily stunned.

To whom is this kid talking?

Then Chen Mo slightly bent his figure, drew his right fist to his side, and slowly thrust it forward.

The air remained calm, without any ripples.

Even without a trace of Qi fluctuation, Huo Wuya felt a prickling sensation on his back, an inexplicable sense of danger arose in his heart.

Suddenly, he realized something, turned his head abruptly, and found Chen Mo facing the direction of Qiyun Peak!

"Not good!"

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Qiyun Peak.

Inside the palace, Zi Wenzhong sat on a chair, sipping tea leisurely.