All the powerful cultivators in the entire Never-Ending Dao Domain were shocked. That was especially so in the Left Dao Sacred Domain. All the cultivators who cultivated wood-elemental cultivation techniques were shocked. In the Solar System, in the Divine Armament New City, in the seclusion grounds, Wang Baole, who was meditating cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.
Countless seals surrounded him, and they were all closing in on him. It was as if Wang Baole had become a black hole, and all the seals were being absorbed into his body as they glowed brightly. Eventually, they all disappeared into his body.
But in reality … Wang Baole had tried hundreds of times and finally formed the ten million seals without any mistakes. They didn't disappear. Instead, they gathered inside Wang Baole's body and formed … a Dao Seed!
This was the Dao Seed of Wood.
It was the Dao foundation required to cultivate the first of the Eight Extreme Daos, the Extreme Wood Dao!
Once the Dao Seed was formed, all the wood elemental energy in the Never-Ending Dao Domain appeared in Wang Baole's senses. It was as if he had returned to the divine feeling he had felt in his previous life on the Celestial Planet.
That was because he could sense the existence of all of the plants and vegetation in the Heretic Dao Sacred Region. In fact … every single plant and vegetation seemed to have established an inseparable connection with him, and could become his eyes at any time. They could become his clones.
At the same time … all the cultivators who cultivated the wood elemental energy turned into countless specks of light that appeared in Wang Baole's senses. If he wanted to, he could decide their fates with just a thought.
The specks of light were ordinary or dim, but they were not completely affected. On the other hand … the brighter they were, the more they were affected by Wang Baole. He could even control their thoughts. If he wanted them to live, they would live. If he wanted them to die … they would die willingly.
To a certain extent, it was as if another line of fate had been added to their own.
The reason for this was that Wang Baole was the source of these cultivators' Dao!
The more they cultivated, the closer they were to Wang Baole, and the more they would be affected by him. In the end … if the source was evil, then those who cultivated that Dao would naturally be evil!
That was the Dao!
That was the almighty!
That was the true God!
If you want to cultivate my Dao, you have to take me as your master and serve me!
As of this moment, Wang Baole's heart was filled with intense shock. He finally understood what Wang Yiyi's father had meant.
The arts of others can be used to kill, but do not comprehend them too deeply!
Because you will never know if there is a shadow at the source of your Dao, whether the shadow that exists has its own consciousness, and if it has its own consciousness, whether it is good or evil.
Because of all these unknowns, from the moment any Cultivator began to practice cultivation … they had already handed over their destiny.
Of course, it was fine if one's cultivation was average and did not have a deep comprehension. However, for those who had profound cultivation and had walked far on the path of comprehension, it was hard for them to escape!
This was the secret of the cultivation world!
This was the cruelty of cultivation!
This was … herding the starry skies!
Zi Yue's Star-Seeding Dao, to a certain extent, was based on the true supreme laws of the starry skies. Compared to it, it was still too far away.
Wang Baole's breathing quickened slightly. When he thought back to his life, he felt chills run down his spine and his heart palpitated. The more he understood about the Great Dao, the more reverent he felt. However, his Dao heart did not waver. Instead, his faith in the Dao grew stronger and stronger.
At this moment, he had finally touched the threshold of the supreme laws of the universe. Only then could he truly be called an almighty!
It was also at this moment that Wang Baole truly understood how terrifying and powerful Wang Yiyi's father was.
"The Stone Tablet Realm is nothing. Outside the Stone Tablet Realm, in this truly vast and boundless universe, perhaps even the Emperors are nothing. However, there is no doubt that they have all reached the pinnacle and become the source of one or more Great Daos. At their level, the strength of the source of their Dao is the basis of everything," Wang Baole muttered to himself.
He knew that his Wood Dao had only touched the threshold of the supreme laws of the universe. However, it already possessed such unfathomable power. If it really reached the pinnacle, it would be terrifying to think about!
"It's also impossible for me to push the Wood Dao of the Five Elements to the limit and turn it into the true source. At most … I can only push it to the limit in the Stone Tablet World. And in truth … compared to the Wood Dao of the supreme Laws in the real universe outside, my current Wood Dao is just a very thin branch."
"The Great Dao of the Five Elements has existed for countless years … It's impossible that no living beings have occupied the source …" Wang Baole's eyes shone with a strange light. He finally understood why the jade slip of the Eight Extremes Dao recorded an even more mysterious Dao.
The name of this Dao was … the Traitorous Sutra of the Rebel Dao!
The so-called Eight Extremes Dao was actually a sequence of five, two, one. The five represented the formless, two represented the two extreme Daos of the same source, and one represented the variable!
For the first seven Great Daos, the cultivator had to reach the point where they were infinitely close to the source, but not the source. It was like walking on a tightrope, filled with danger.
This was because the Traitorous Sutra of the Rebel Dao was as difficult as flipping the Heavens. After all, if one cultivated the Dao of others to a certain level, then even if they abandoned the Dao and destroyed their cultivation base, they would still be unable to escape. This was because the cultivator's fleshly body, soul, and even the imprints that existed would constantly change as they cultivated the Dao of others. Life and death would be out of their control!
However, if Wang Baole succeeded in cultivating the Traitorous Sutra of the Rebel Dao according to the jade slip … he would be able to avoid the danger. Then, in the final moment, he could burn his first seven Daos and use them as fuel. As he burned them, he could open up his eighth Dao.
That eighth Dao would be the core of the Eight Extremes Dao. That was because … it would be a Perfect Great Dao that belonged solely to the cultivator!
"No wonder Wang Yiyi's father said that the source of the Eight Extremes Dao has no master. That's because … the source of the Dao is filled with countless possibilities. No one can truly become the master of countless sources!"
Having reached this point in his train of thought, Wang Baole sighed emotionally. After a long moment passed, his heart began to calm down.
"It's a good thing … that all of the Daoist magics I've gained enlightenment of up to this point haven't reached the pinnacle …." Wang Baole took a deep breath. The Wood Seed inside of him began to rotate, and his Dao Aura left his body. He looked at himself, at the source of all of the techniques he had cultivated.
As he did, Wang Baole saw that his body and his soul were covered with countless threads. Each and every one of those threads represented a divine ability or technique that he had studied in the past.
Most of the threads were relatively shallow. Only a few of them were very deep. These included the Flame Spirit Incantation, the magical laws of his Dao Star, and the arrangement of the star chart, which represented the tens of thousands of unique stars.
They seemed to be densely packed together, but … with the exception of one of them, all of the other threads … were severed. In fact, they were now in a closed loop!
Wang Baole's eyes narrowed.
Upon closer examination, he realized that all of the threads had been severed at exactly the same time. Therefore, Wang Baole began to perform some mental calculations. After a long moment passed, a look of emotion appeared in his eyes.
He had already reached the answer. Regardless of whether it was the time, or the aura that remained on the threads, they all told Wang Baole … that Wang Yiyi's father was the one who severed the threads.
The only thread that hadn't been severed was … the newly born Dao of Wood. It was incomparably thick and shocking, like a towering tree that extended into the void.
As for where it ended, Wang Baole didn't know. However, he could sense that in the void where the Dao of Wood originated … there was no will. This didn't mean that no one occupied the Dao of Wood. Rather, there was a high probability … that the one who occupied the Dao of Wood was not a sentient being.
This was in line with Wang Baole's speculations. After all, the five elements were supreme Great Daos, and were one of the cornerstones of everything. If a sentient being occupied the Dao of Wood, then the universe would be thrown into complete chaos.
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Wang Baole breathed a sigh of relief. His Dao aura dispersed, and he sat cross-legged in meditation. He lifted his head slightly and was about to rise to his feet when suddenly, his expression flickered, and a whimsical guess appeared in his mind.
"Is it possible … that my true form, the black wooden spike that was nailed into the Emperor's forehead … is the source … of the Dao of Wood of the five elements?"
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