Two days later.

Xiao Yao Sect, Sect Leader Hall.

Chen Lan, who had been consolidating his cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes, exhaling a long breath of Spiritual Qi. The corners of his mouth lifted in a slight smile as he looked down at his hands, where red thunder crackled like little snakes wrapping around his fingers, almost affectionately, making him chuckle.

"Now that my body has adapted to the Heaven and Earth Laws, I've stabilized my strength at Half-Step Daoist Venerable level. The three Great Daos have been completely integrated, and my bones are imprinted with the Dao marks. Just by swinging my fist, I can unleash the power of the Dao Power, but currently, only the Thunder Dao has been imprinted. The other two are tremendously difficult to imprint, perhaps even my bloodline could merge with the Dao Power."

In these two days, Chen Lan discovered that the three Great Dao constellations could not be fully utilized inside him. He found that he could imprint the Great Dao onto each of his bones, granting them the power of the Dao, but the process was extremely painful. He grit his teeth and finished imprinting all his bones.

Now, his entire body, all 206 bones, and even the spongy tissue have been imprinted with Dao Power; yes, even that one was imprinted.

But it didn't stop there. He found that his facial features, organs, and other parts could also be imprinted with Dao marks. For instance, imprinting the Thunder Dao on his eyes would allow his gaze to unleash terrifying Thunder Power, electrocuting enemies instantly.

For example, imprinting the Thunder Dao on his heart grants Thunderbolt Heart Protection. Even if an enemy stabs your heart, the thunder protects you from much harm.

These insights came to him after reaching Daoist Venerable, bringing many realizations to his heart over time.

A Daoist Venerable is indeed dozens of times stronger than a Great Emperor. If he hadn't reached Daoist Venerable, he might never have known the myriad uses of Dao Power.

But unfortunately, he can only imprint the Thunder Dao. He realized that the more Daos, the greater the difficulty, and the more intense the pain.

He tried to imprint the Dao of Ice on one hand bone. Even carefully engraving the Dao Power on the surface caused excruciating pain, as if the hand bone was being scorched by blazing fire, burning pain like millions of ants gnawing on the bone, an excruciating pain that tremored even his soul, making it impossible to imprint.

His physique is not strong enough to withstand much Dao Power; he must quickly enhance his physique.

"Today should be the time for the Sacred Body manifestation. I wonder how powerful this innate Sacred Body will be, and if it can allow me to imprint another Dao. Forget the Ice Dao for the second one, let's use the Soul Dao." Chen Lan muttered to himself.

He's thought it through; with Thunder and Soul Daos, he could paralyze an opponent's body with a punch while also shaking their soul, inflicting maximum damage on both body and soul.

Thinking of this, he recalled the old man by the River of Time, who could unleash Time Dao Power with a punch, suggesting the man was a powerful cultivator above Daoist Venerable level.

And the Time Dao had reached the realm of mastery.

As it is known, Time is supreme, Space is king; causality does not appear, destiny reigns.

The Time Dao is the most terrifying Dao. Although his Strength Dao was nearing mastery, the Time Dao remained stagnant.

He needed to find an opportunity to spar with that elder again to gauge his strength.

Chen Lan took out the Immortal Suppression Tower, entered it, and saw the old dog slumbering inside. He slapped it awake: "Hey, wake up."

The Immortal Suppression Tower seals off cultivation, devoid of any Spiritual Qi, rendering the avatar an ordinary person, needing to eat and sleep.

Slap!

The old dog took a solid slap, waking up angrily: "Who dares hit me!"

But upon seeing Chen Lan, its demeanor instantly softened, shrinking back with some grievance: "Daoist Venerable, why have you come?"

"I've now broken through to Daoist Venerable, yet I still don't know how to break through to Taoist Saint. Do you know?" Chen Lan asked with a frown.

He found that breaking through from Daoist Venerable to Taoist Saint was unlike any other realm.

In other realms, with daily diligent cultivation, excellent talent, and Divine Elixirs, one could break through bottlenecks to reach the next major realm smoothly.

But with Daoist Venerable, during these two days of consolidating cultivation, he tried to guide Spiritual Qi into his body to become stronger, only to find the Spiritual Qi stagnating in his Dantian.

He knew relying on merely guiding Qi into his body wouldn't allow him to break through; perhaps it related to the Great Dao.

"Ten. You must have ten mastered Daos to break through to Taoist Saint," the avatar truthfully answered without hiding.

"Ten?!" Chen Lan was dumbfounded. After searching for a few months, he only acquired a little Dao, with only three mastered Daos now.

And to break through to Taoist Saint requires ten mastered Daos? That's too difficult.

"Are there many Taoist Saints in the Desolate Celestial Realm?" Chen Lan asked.

With such harsh conditions, if there are many Taoist Saints in the Desolate Celestial Realm, then Blue Star is indeed facing a great catastrophe.

"Many, I know of five: the Time Daoist Saint, Thunder Daoist Saint, Space Daoist Saint, Wind and Fire Daoist Saint, and Ice Cold Daoist Saint," the avatar nodded solemnly, causing Chen Lan's heart to sink.

Chen Lan fell silent. The avatar knows of five, yet there must be more hidden elders. This does not bode well.

"Among these five, the Time Daoist Saint should be the strongest, right?" Chen Lan continued to ask.

"Yes, he is the only cultivator who comprehended the Time Dao as his primary Dao, and the only one to master it completely. It is rumored his Time Dao is already perfect."

Chen Lan's pupils shrank in amazement. To master the Time Dao to perfection—how terrifying!

Doesn't that make him unbeatable, likely the strongest in the Desolate Celestial Realm?

"However, he disappeared over ten millennia ago, whereabouts unknown. Some say he died, others claim he perfected time and ascended to another world as supreme overlord. Yet others say he remains hidden, waiting for the day he avenges his disciple."

"Revenge? What happened to his disciple?" Chen Lan grew interested—such a powerful person unable to avenge a disciple?

"His disciple was a peerless genius in the Desolate Celestial Realm. Have you ever seen a ten-year-old comprehending a Dao, reaching perfection in the Dao of Ice at fifteen, and achieving Daoist Venerable at twenty?"

"Unfortunately, such a talented individual offended a Saintess of a Holy Land and was besieged by her and the Eight Great Holy Lands. His influential family couldn't help, and the opposing side even threatened to exterminate any who aided the youth. Eventually, his family abandoned him, severing all ties and leaving him to the Eight Great Holy Lands.

"That was a hundred thousand years ago. At that time, the Eight Great Holy Lands, where that Saintess's Holy Land had a presiding Taoist Saint, dared not be provoked. Only the youth's master, the future Time Daoist Saint, dared intervene. Sadly, even with the mastery of the Time Dao, he wasn't a match for the Taoist Saint, who suppressed him strongly."

"In the end, he could only watch helplessly as his disciple was sent to the lower realm, becoming one of the sacrifices."

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