However, the people of this village were severely eroded by mysterious forces, and no medicine or stone could help them; they all perished.
In his heartache, the Daoist suddenly felt an epiphany.
There are mysterious forces in the world that are invisible.
What if they could be captured, taken into my body, and used for my own purposes?
The Daoist continued to wander the world, observing carefully, and reaped many insights.
The world was full of strange abilities. There were compasses with magnets always pointing in one direction, and forces that repelled and attracted each other.
After the rain, a rainbow with seven colors appeared in the sky.
At first, he thought this scene was ordinary and did not ponder it deeply.
Now, upon reflection, isn't it true that mysterious abilities are everywhere in the world, only differing in their strength or subtlety? Even the dispersed light of the sky shows seven colors.
As his thoughts expanded, he considered the blended light, the seven colors of visible light. Could there also be 'mysterious light' that is invisible?
What lies in The Heavens Beyond?
With this thought, the Daoist's mind suddenly became bright and clear.
In the presence of many, after the rain and the clearing skies.
A towering Daoist cried out thrice, "To learn the Dao in the morning, one could die in the evening without regret."
"To learn the Dao in the morning, one could die in the evening without regret."
"To learn the Dao in the morning, one could die in the evening without regret."
His voice rose like a wave, each phrase stronger than the last.
Boundless golden flames soared to the sky, the Daoist transformed into a rainbow light, burning fiercely. He headed straight for the seven-colored rainbow, opening his arms wide, ready to capture all the visible and invisible light and endless mysterious forces of heaven and earth.
In the midst of this intense burning, using his life as fuel, the Daoist's thoughts grew more vigorous.
He had thought his spirit could no longer advance, but after this burning, he realized how much impurity there was still.
Only by blowing away the sand can the gold be seen!
His life force grew weaker, but his heart felt increasingly complete and joyful.
He was like a fish, leaping with all his might, just to see a higher view.
And at the moment when the fuel of life was about to go out, the Daoist finally revealed a smile on his face.
At this moment, the world in his eyes was utterly different.
The spectra of the world's colors were fully revealed before his eyes.
What a beautiful new world this is!
Ha-ha! I, your Daoist father, have comprehended!
With intense burning and a mighty leap, he had finally succeeded in his efforts.
The Daoist opened his mouth to inhale, and endless heavenly light descended. The seven-colored rainbow, like a giant whale sucking water, poured into the Daoist's mouth completely, and boundless forces of heaven and earth, visible and invisible light, all converged within him.
Again three loud shouts.
Using his body as a furnace, the Daoist was surrounded by swirling winds and clouds, and the vision of dragons and tigers reemerged. As two dragons and two tigers spiraled together, the dragons spewed pearls and the tigers grew wings, and a crystal-clear white relic slowly emerged in his pineal palace.
Like jade, yet not jade.
Encircling the crystal were seven-colored halos of light, emitting waves of mysterious aura.
A strange pattern suddenly appeared on the Daoist's forehead, forming a mystical golden seal.
"I have achieved it!" the towering Daoist declared, with a laugh full of boundless joy echoing in all directions.
"This seal is a holy seal, the culmination of my life's cultivation body. It shall be called the Pure Yang Holy Seal," he proclaimed.
"Pure Yang Holy Seal, open heavenly light!" he yelled out again.
The mystic crystal within the Daoist's pineal palace slowly dissolved as endless heavenly light descended. A massive and brilliant column of light shot up from above his head, connecting heaven and earth.
The mysterious golden seal on his forehead shone even brighter.
All the visible and invisible light of the world, like imperial edicts, converged towards the towering Daoist's cultivation body.
The pillar of light finally condensed, and a six-meter tall golden figure of the Daoist stood tall on the horizon.
Around its body, both above and below, as well as on its arms, two ferocious dragons and two fierce tigers with tattoos encircled it. The evil dragons held Dragon Balls in their mouths, and the fierce tigers had wings on their ribs. Dragon and tiger patterns circulated continuously around the body.