The divine bird soared through the nine heavens, its cries echoing through the void. Wu Yuan felt his consciousness merge with the divine bird, soaring through the nine heavens, traversing myriad realms in a single day.0

Freedom, control over destiny. Wu Yuan gradually began to sense the will of the divine bird. It was also the desire of the Sovereign who had left behind this ultimate technique.0

“Soaring through the nine heavens, there must come a time to land; the river of time must eventually flow to the sea... My heart is like a roc, yet ultimately unable to transcend this heaven and earth, unable to break free of this samsara.” A sigh was transmitted from the divine bird.0

Regret, unwillingness, and various emotions involuntarily enveloped Wu Yuan's heart.0

Whoosh! Wu Yuan's eyes fully opened. His gaze regained its calm, but it had grown more profound.0

He grasped the intent imbued in the stele without actually attempting to cultivate the technique. Thus, with his Great Dao Body, comprehension was extremely swift.0

At Wu Yuan's level, unless it was an ultimate supreme technique, techniques such as those from other Sovereigns were often inferior to moves he could create on a whim.2

Life is diverse and ever-changing. The best choice is the most suitable...0