From extremity of Yin arises Yang, from extremity of Yang arises Yin. The Dao of utmost Yang and utmost Yin contains the infinite truths of heaven and earth.
Yet, when the Tai Chi Diagram’s speed reached a certain threshold, it suddenly halted in midair.
Su Changqing witnessed this, his eyes flickering with shock.
He understood that it wasn’t the Tai Chi Diagram that stopped spinning, but that it was moving so fast it became indiscernible.
This final step is both the last step and a new beginning.
From the nadir emerges prosperity, all things return to one, returning to the origin.
"Two Extremes, Four Images, Eight Trigrams, Six Paths, Five Elements, Yin and Yang, all return to one..."
Su Changqing closed his eyes, his mind’s sea stirring with a storm.
Endless Dao resonance descended upon him, creating terrifying changes in the world around him.
The Tai Chi Diagram before him, originally simple, now appeared like a vast world.
Intricate Dao patterns layered upon each other, weaving with various axes, transforming the Tai Chi into a colossal cosmic Dao diagram.
Yin and Yang positioned in the center, Four Images standing atop, Five Elements alternating, Six Paths revolving, Eight Trigrams supporting...
Buzz!
The intricate and vast Dao diagram automatically manifested beneath Su Changqing’s feet, spreading across the heavens and earth.
Su Changqing walked on Yin and Yang, his hands holding time and space.
He slowly opened his deep eyes, his fingers gently plucking.
A small Tai Chi appeared, expanding clearly visible with the stretch of his fingers.
His eyes were filled with comprehension, constructing a new world!
The Eight Trigrams positions constructed the ’Eight Desolates Celestial Track’, Qian Heaven and Kun Earth forming the vertical space-time axis.
Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Dui, and Gen formed the transverse dimensional network, creating a foldable three-dimensional space-time!
The Yin-Yang Qi, through the Tai Chi Diagram, transformed into ’time-space strings’, corresponding with different space-time attributes to the Eight Trigrams positions.
Time flow, space density, dimensional layering...
...
Su Changqing was completely immersed in perfecting the world.
He had not yet mastered time power, but his comprehension of the Way of space-time was advancing rapidly.
More importantly, it was about understanding heaven and earth!
This gigantic Dao diagram evolving from space-time seemed to be teaching how to construct a world.
Detailed beyond belief, meticulously precise to an astonishing degree.
The formerly barren nature within Su Changqing was continually perfected during the transformation.
The speed of this perfection surpassed all his previous cultivation in just one day.
Su Changqing’s arrival completely unlocked the chains of Daoism’s truly terrifying legacy!
And while Su Changqing was immersed in his cultivation.
Outside the Library Pavilion, Xuan Qingzi was approaching.
After many days, the literary convention was only three days away from beginning.
He was there to remind Su Changqing not to forget time due to his cultivation.
However.
As soon as Xuan Qingzi stepped into the Library Pavilion, his expression abruptly changed.
"This is..."
He looked ahead in terror.
Only to see a massive, mysterious Dao diagram enveloping the entire Library Pavilion.
Su Changqing stood at the center of the Dao diagram, each movement of his fingers bringing about new changes in this heaven and earth.
Seeing this, Xuan Qingzi stepped forward, yet he found that although he was moving forward, his body was moving to the left.
"Spatial dislocation!"
Xuan Qingzi’s eyes widened in astonishment.
His actions seemed to have activated this realm.
The enormous Dao diagram began rotating on its own, the profound and complicated Dao patterns like precise instruments, starting to interweave and rotate!
Boom!
With one turn of the Dao diagram, it was like the heavens flipped over.
Xuan Qingzi felt as if the heavens and earth spun, boundless killing intent surged around him.
Space cracked, the earth sank, time froze, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth intertwined and transformed, descending with destructive might.
Furthermore, eight silver chains snaked out from within the Dao diagram.
Weaving across the sky, forming a slowly rotating Eight-Trigrams wheel, an ominous aura condensed at its center.
"Chang Qing!"
Xuan Qingzi, feeling numb, used all his strength to break free and called out in panic.
Buzz!
The doomsday-like scene vanished instantly, waking the startled Su Changqing as he realized Xuan Qingzi had arrived.
"Are you okay?"
"Sorry, I was momentarily absorbed in my practice."
Su Changqing quickly approached, apologetically speaking.
"No problem, but what is this..."
Xuan Qingzi looked at the profound Dao diagram that moved with Su Changqing, asking in astonishment.
He was a Daoist disciple, naturally able to see the terrifying nature of this Dao diagram.
The diagram seemed to encompass all of Daoism’s truths.
Even his inherited divination could find its path within.
However, the Dao diagram was too profound; just one glance made him dizzy and disoriented.
"This is the true Great Divine Skill of Daoism."
Su Changqing sighed and exclaimed: "The Daoist Venerable’s true legacy isn’t obscure secret classics."
"But rather the sublimation of time-space truth into the great simplicity of commonplace martial arts."
Xuan Qingzi’s eyes were still filled with shock: "No wonder the Daoist Venerable has writings that state ’true legacy is found in the mundane world’."
"The unsurpassed inheritance lies within these ordinary arts."
Perhaps no one in Daoism expected that such a strong legacy was concealed within such well-known arts.
"Daoist, any news about borrowing the Emperor’s Weapon?"
Now awake, Su Changqing calculated and realized he had delayed too much time.
The literary convention was just three days away from starting, and his time within Daoism was limited.
"There were some difficulties originally."
Xuan Qingzi glanced at the profound Dao diagram, a small smile now appearing:
"But now, it seems this matter is quite easy."
...
In the Profound Pure Sect, within a hidden small world.
This world was similar to the space where hidden families resided, but much smaller, measuring only a thousand feet across.
At the center of this world stood a tall Glazed Tower.
This tower stood a hundred feet high, emitting strange light, appearing and disappearing as if it didn’t exist in this world at all.
At this moment, around the Glazed Tower were many elders of the Profound Pure Sect, alongside Xuan Yan and Xuan Yi.