His origin power seed was now like primordial chaos, constantly shifting, with no definable shape.

Sometimes, it manifested mountains, lakes, and rivers, or birds, beasts, and fish. Other times, it formed moons, suns, stars and other totems.

Sometimes, it transformed into wind, lightning, earth, and flame…

Each such phenomenon lasted but an instant before reverting into primordial chaos.

And as the Sword of the Nine Hells repeatedly absorbed that pure, mysterious taboo energy, the origin power seed became increasingly solid and concentrated. 

These strange and miraculous changes made even Su Yi gasp. He was inwardly beside himself with anticipation. 

When his “Strongest Dao Seed” truly took shape, what would it look like?

Su Yi had long since begun pondering how he’d counter the tribulation he’d provoke when he stepped into the Grain Avoidance Realm.

After all, according to what he’d seen and heard in his past life, over the years, countless shocking geniuses had encountered this very tribulation, yet all of them, without exception, were incinerated in the process. The tribulation destroyed them, and with them, their Dao.

Not one had succeeded!

This left Su Yi with little choice but to take this...