In the River of Space-Time, the two avatars experienced a simultaneous surge in aura, stirring intense ripples across the nodes of past and future.
As time progressed, the oppressive might of an Immortal Emperor reached its peak, and in an instant, thousands of Immortal Countries seemed to ebb and flow behind him, witnessing the rise and fall of the Immortal Path during epochs' transitions; they were mere reflections from the river, like a dream within a dream.
At this moment, Chu Zheng, solely relying on his Immortal Path Cultivation, stood at the apex of the Immortal Emperor Realm.
The Ancestral Realm was only separated by a seemingly minute, yet truly insurmountable chasm.
His Qi Refinement's Cultivation synchronously soared, and at this moment, Chu Zheng's physical form had completely shed the shackles of his Postnatal Form, transforming into the Primordial Dao Body close to Cosmic Origin.
A terrifying aura of invulnerability and immortality spread forth, distinct from the Immortal Path's Emperor's Might, infused with Heavenly Fate derived from Cosmic Origin.
Under the frenzied tempering of the temporal flow, the Primordial Dao Body continued its astonishing rate of strengthening, with each breath exponentially amplifying Chu Zheng's physical power, and the pure sound of Qi and blood movement affecting the surrounding stable time-space.
Time, within the Silver Gray Hall where the flow rate was magnified a hundredfold, crazily sped by; outside, Stars streaked like a waterfall, while inside the hall, countless seasons passed by unbeknownst.
Chu Zheng sat cross-legged at the core of the temporal torrent, resembling a deity's statue, eternally enduring, as Immortal Veins and Chaotic Primordial Qi surged, roared within him, ceaselessly cycling and colliding.
Every cycle deepened his aura, making it more unfathomable, ever closer to the ultimate critical point.
Each collision of the two cultivation paths was like nascent universes explosively unfolding within him, their intangible ripples permeating his flesh, breaking through the hall's layered time-space barriers, unleashing one visible wave after another amidst the cascading light of the Star Sea.
As time moved forward, the opposition ceased, resembling the universe's dawn, where the pure and impure energies cautiously began to blend slowly.
Like Yin Yang fishes finding their perfect harmony, Immortal Light and Chaotic Qi started to penetrate and entwine.
A tiny vortex silently formed at the center of this confluence.
Initially, the vortex was exceedingly small, yet it possessed a terrifying gravitational force, causing the cosmic starry sky to tremble, voraciously devouring all of Chu Zheng's Immortal Qi and Yuan Qi, even his complete Life Origin.
Even the rampant flows of time-space around were forcefully drawn into its core.
Immortal Veins collapsed in a mournful outcry, transforming into a pure sea of Immortal Light, joining the vortex, as the Chaotic Primordial Qi roared and vanished, converted into Cosmic Origin, merging into the vortex's center.
In an instant, Chu Zheng's physical form became ethereal, seemingly ready to fully integrate into this newborn vortex.
All Immortal Light, all Chaotic Qi, all Laws, everything and all were compressed into an infinitely small point.
Then, this 'micro-point' containing Chu Zheng's essences silently burst open.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any devastating impact, only a crystal quietly suspended at the center of Chu Zheng's Sea of Consciousness, replacing the former flows of Immortal Veins and Chaos Qi.
Its body was transparent, pure as crystal untouched by a speck of dust, seemingly solidified through endless ages; it bore no color, yet appeared to reflect all colors across the Myriad Heavens and Realms.
At this crystal's core, strands resembling liquid starlight or threads of fate slowly flowed.
It was neither energy nor law, but rather... Heavenly Fate.
After unknown ages, Chu Zheng slowly opened his tightly shut eyes; his gaze devoid of sorrow or joy, contained only the transparent crystal and the eternal Heavenly Fate flowing within it.
This... was his Dao Seed.
The turbulent time-space currents around fell into absolute silence the moment Chu Zheng opened his eyes, instantly smoothed by a giant hand.
The entire universe seemed to halt in an instant.
The Ancestral Realm—he had finally crossed into it.