Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology-Chapter 725 - 625 Pure Yang Treasure, Hongmeng Purple Qi

"A Heavenly Immortal is enough, no need for a True Immortal."

"I am ignorant—what is the Primordial Chaos Dao?" Song Lin asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Primordial Chaos refers to the state of primordial energy before division; chaos unified as one, the origin of all primordial energy."

To cultivate as a True Immortal requires the evolution of an internal world through the laws of the cosmos.

This world is not equivalent to the Small Thousand World or the Medium Thousand World. Except for extremely rare cases, most True Immortal Worlds are enhanced versions of the dantian.

The dantian forms its own realm, allowing the cultivator's mana to be boundless.

This is the power of a True Immortal—every motion carries the strength of a world.

But an internal world is still a world, and like any world, it experiences birth and death.

"The reason Immortals in the Great Thousand World are subject to the Heavenly Human Five Declines lies in this path of cultivation."

The Heavenly Human Five Declines are essentially the decay and demise of the internal world.

This kind of demise is incurable—much like the natural end of a mortal's life. No matter how skilled in medicine, it cannot be reversed.

But the Primordial Chaos Dao is different.

The Primordial Chaos Dao seeks to emulate the state of the heavens and earth before division.

There is no dantian, no physical body, no Great Dao, and no vitality—thus, there is also no concept of death.

"To wield a particular Dao, one only needs comprehension of it, rather than refining the Dao within their body. This is the method of harmonizing with the Dao. Upon reaching the Golden Immortal Realm, it doesn't take long before one is integrated into the Great Thousand World."

That is the flaw of the Great Thousand World.

Cultivators comprehend the heavens, achieve Unity of Heaven and Man, and reap countless benefits from the heavens.

However, at the end of the cultivation path, they naturally return to the heavens, completing the Great Dao of the cosmos.

Even Emperor Jun was no exception; he, too, ultimately became a permanent part of the river of history.

"Are you not your true self, senior?" Song Lin realized something and asked.

"What do you think? This body is a strand of my Divine Thought. My role is merely to select a successor, and you... you are quite exceptional."

Emperor Jun chuckled softly.

If I were still alive, would there be a need for outsiders to intervene?

"The Primordial Chaos Dao begins with dissipating one's cultivation, comprehending the true essence of primordial chaos from within the state of chaos. If one successfully grasps its essence, their realm would be that of a Quasi Golden Immortal, the foremost individual beneath the Golden Immortal."

"The next step is to condense the Primordial Chaos Golden Core. This marks the Golden Immortal Realm, or the Daluo Immortal State—an eternal and indestructible existence."

Emperor Jun briefly explained his thoughts.

This process must begin at the Heavenly Immortal level, or it will have no effect.

Even if a powerful True Immortal reincarnated and restarted their cultivation, they could not achieve it.

Because while they might have discarded their physical body, their Divine Soul's essence remains unchanged—unless they are truly willing to relinquish everything and genuinely start anew.

However, such cases are virtually impossible.

To reach the True Immortal Realm is already an extraordinary stroke of fortune, and to restart cultivation is an unfathomable endeavor.

"This method carries great risk. Would you dare to try it?"

Song Lin pondered for a moment, realizing that Emperor Jun's words were not without reason.

The Emperor Jun before him was undeniably a true fragment of his soul, not some illusion conjured by demons and ghosts. Apart from Emperor Jun, no one had a greater mastery over Innate Yang Qi.

"Alright."

As soon as he spoke, Emperor Jun laughed heartily three times and said, "Good! Such courage! You have earned my acknowledgment. Take care!"

Whirling!

Emperor Jun's figure gradually dissolved, disappearing in a burst of golden light within this realm.

He was already a dying man, only sustained here through a Secret Technique.

When Song Lin arrived, his presence exposed Emperor Jun's existence. The Great Thousand World could no longer contain him, and he, too, would return to it.

After Emperor Jun vanished, a black robe adorned with star patterns was all that remained in his place.

"This is the River Map. The Luoshu is lost; search for it slowly in the future."

The River Map Star Robe fell into Song Lin's hands.

Song Lin solemnly accepted it, bowing deeply toward the spot where Emperor Jun had disappeared.

"If one day the opportunity arises, I will surely rescue you."

For mortals, death is but one—when the body loses vitality and the soul dissipates entirely.

For Immortals, death can take on countless forms.

Emperor Jun's harmonization was undoubtedly one of the most advanced forms of death.

Merging eternally with the Great Thousand World—one could say it is a kind of eternal imprisonment.

To resurrect Emperor Jun, he would have to be severed from this integration.

The difficulty of this process is immense.

One would require the power to suppress the entire Great Thousand World.

"Let's start with dissipating my cultivation..."

Song Lin gathered his thoughts and donned the pitch-black Star Robe.

In an instant, he felt transformed.

It was as if he had become the Master of Stars; the universe and all things now revolved around him. Countless starlights gathered upon him.

He could sense any star within the Great Thousand World and reach it in an instant.

More so, he could channel these starlights to cultivate or to defend.

Alternatively, he could observe the evolution of these stars, deducing the Mystical Machine of the Great Dao, divining and forming arrays, and more.

Song Lin essentially gained a God's perspective.

This is what a Pure Yang Treasure is?

Even without breaking through, Song Lin felt he could stride out now and potentially eliminate the Five Emperors.

However, now was not the time for vengeance; he needed to dissipate his cultivation and begin anew as soon as possible.

Song Lin closed his eyes, his Divine Thought connecting to his Spirit Platform.

The Spirit Platform, located between his brows, also called the "Three-Inch Fire Abode," housed his golden Primordial Spirit and nine distinct Golden Cores.

In truth, he should have broken through long ago based on his Taoist Realm.

Having now discovered a new path, Song Lin wanted to try it.

He wasn't entirely relying on Emperor Jun's one-sided words; he, too, had his own judgments and certain insights.

The True Immortal Dao indeed had flaws.

What is the difference between evolving and merging with the heavens, other than appearing like a shortcut?

Can an Immortal truly walk just one path?

Primordial Chaos—where nothing is divided, everything can exist—that is the true way.

Crack!

The golden Primordial Spirit shattered, and the nine Golden Cores fractured.

Song Lin dispersed his cultivation.

Dispersing one's cultivation is not the same as destroying the dantian. Destroying the dantian is akin to bankruptcy, leaving behind insurmountable debt.

Dispersing cultivation is more like liquidating one's assets—all the wealth remains at hand, ready to be reinvested in a new venture.

Of course, this also comes with the risk of losing everything.

Following the constellations laid out in the River Map, Song Lin meditated on the cosmic mysteries, sought insight into the profound Great Dao, and endeavored to locate the primordial Qi mechanism from before the heavens were formed.

He entered a state of selflessness.

No cultivation, no Dao, no self, no heavens or earth.

Returning to the origin, sensing the true self.

Outside.

A massive silver sphere of light abruptly appeared within the five-colored world.

The Five Emperors clearly saw Song Lin cultivating within it.

The meeting between Song Lin and Emperor Jun occurred in the sea of consciousness, so they had not witnessed it.

However, they could approximately sense the extraordinariness of the River Map Star Robe.

"Kill him! Take the treasure!" The eldest, the Earth Emperor, felt a strong sense of unease.

"He's on the verge of a breakthrough! Don't let him succeed!"

The Golden Emperor realized the imminent threat.

In their hearts, they already acknowledged Song Lin's strength.

This man was already so powerful without reaching the True Immortal Realm—once he broke through, only death awaited them.

The five attacked in turns, employing magic artifacts, Spells, and Divine Skills without reservation.

The battle turned heaven and earth upside down; the sun and moon lost their light.

The five merged into one, forming an enormous grinding plate.

Crunch... Crunch...

The Five Elements Grinding Plate wielded the power of a Golden Immortal.

Under its immense strength, the starlight-formed sphere shattered.

Boom!

The power of the Five Elements shredded Song Lin's body, Divine Soul—everything—into nothingness.

"It's done. Exterminate everyone outside, and we can return to report success." The Five Emperors breathed a sigh of relief.

They were about to step forward to seize the treasure.

Suddenly, a wisp of purple light emerged from the void.

A strand of purple Qi, embodying countless Great Daos—Hongmeng Purple Qi.