Above the Mother River.
Chen Sheng slowly lifted his eyes.
His gaze penetrated layers of chaos, landing upon the many worlds floating within the Mother River.
Over these years, he used the power of a Daoist Monarch capable of creation to gently manipulate destiny, sowing anomalies among ten thousand worlds, stirring ripples in the Great Dao.
Countless cultivators, due to this strand of anomaly, broke their shackles, rose defiantly against the heavens, and eventually grew into Great Powers in their respective worlds.
Their insights on the Dao, cultivation trajectories, and methods of breaking realms all transformed into subtle Dao patterns, drifting into the Mother River.
Quietly absorbed by Chen Sheng.
Providing him with endless inspiration to create his own cultivation system and interpret his own path.
Yet Chen Sheng furrowed his brows, still dissatisfied.
He murmured to himself:
"Still too slow!"
"Not intense enough."
In an instant.
