In the timeless chaos of Baiyu Capital, the other Simings stood fused in a ring. At the center were Ji Zai and the dying Three Ancient Ones.2

Ji Zai’s gaze lingered on the Three Ancient Ones’ form. It was woven from interconnected secrets, concealing its nature so well that Ji Zai couldn’t distinguish the Heavenly Dao of Secrets from the Heavenly Dao of Growth. For the Siming in control of secrets, concealment was second nature.0

But this posed no obstacle for Li Huowang. He didn’t need to identify the correct Heavenly Dao—he simply had to consume...0