Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 526: The Source of Everything the Root of All Laws

Han Xuanji seemed to see various powerful existences within the Chaos.

For instance, in a mysterious realm constructed of clear and purple Qi within the Chaos outside the Immortal Realm, the Taishang Dao Venerable and the Yuanshi Dao Venerable sat facing each other.

Their words became law, and their Daoist voices transformed into golden lotuses and purple Qi, expounding upon the Great Dao.

In a further corner of the Chaos, Chaos Demon Gods with bodies as large as worlds curled up.

Their rhythmic breathing while slumbering triggered the surrounding chaotic tides.

They were the Incarnations of the Dao itself, releasing their own unique “Dao radiation.”

There were also bizarre, indescribable chaotic creatures, like fish swimming in the shadows, darting through the chaotic currents, occasionally preying on small world bubbles or lost, weak beings.

He also saw his Named Disciple, Lin Feng, who had reached the critical point of breaking through to the Limitless Primordial realm.

Originally, in the simulations, he was the fastest among the Disciples to break through to Limitless Primordial.

But now, he was undoubtedly a step behind the others; even though he had gained many benefits in the Chaos, he was only just preparing to break through.

These scenes were not a series of independent images but seemed to exist simultaneously within an incredibly grand “Chaos Ecological Map.”

Immediately after, an even more Soul-shaking change occurred.

Han Xuanji felt his perspective continuing to rise, and the Chaos itself began to shrink in his eyes.

That boundless Chaos, which had nurtured countless worlds, demon gods, and mysteries, now seemed to transform into a single leaf floating in an endless ocean.

And this “Chaos Leaf” was not suspended alone; floating around it were countless other leaves and tiny specks of dust.

Within this backdrop, Han Xuanji’s gaze finally captured that magnificent existence that made even his Soul tremble and his Dao Heart roar— It was a towering giant tree that could not be described by language or any known concept.

Its size and form were impossible to define.

It was rooted deep within that Primordial Ocean, its trunk seemingly composed of countless folded and intertwined dimensions and timelines.

Its foliage was incredibly lush, stretching toward the infinite heights and surroundings.

The Chaos he resided in appeared incomparably minuscule, like a drop of water in the ocean or a single leaf on a massive tree.

Near his “Chaos Leaf,” Han Xuanji also saw other “World Leaves” of various shapes and colors.

Some were full of vitality, some were dead and withered, and some were just sprouting…

This tree itself was the ultimate manifestation of “existence,” the root of spirituality, the carrier of all things, and the source of everything!

It was a combination of supreme concepts and reality that transcended “being” and “non-being,” “time” and “space,” “Karma” and “fate”!

The eternal tree!

This name appeared instinctively in Han Xuanji’s mind.

In all times and spaces, and in thousands of languages, this was the most sacred and ancient of words.

He saw that from the trunk and roots of the eternal tree, which penetrated all dimensions, flowed a formless and substanceless yet infinitely possible “Primordial Spirituality” or “Light of Existence.”

This radiance nourished everything in the ocean, providing the most fundamental “spirituality” and “foundation of existence” for the worlds and beings within it.

The Myriad Realms, the Chaos, the Immortal Realm, and even Han Xuanji’s System…

when traced back to their source, all had countless connections to this eternal tree.

At the same time, he vaguely perceived that the prosperity and evolution of every “leaf,” as well as the cultivation, struggles, and transcendence of the beings within them, seemed to feed back a unique “information” or “Daoist rhythm” to the eternal tree.

Like leaves performing photosynthesis, they provided subtle yet necessary nutrients for the giant tree; it was a bidirectional cycle, grand beyond imagination.

“So… that’s how it is.”

A towering wave surged within Han Xuanji’s mind, yet it instantly settled into an unprecedented state of enlightenment and tranquility.

The Limitless Primordial realm allowed one to transcend a single Chaos and become nearly immortal.

However, before this eternal tree, which nurtured countless Chaos and could be called the “source of all spirituality and existence,” a Limitless Primordial existence might only be a slightly more prominent “vein” on a certain “leaf.”

The Demon Ancestor’s schemes had never even stepped outside the scope of this “Chaos Leaf.”

And he, Han Xuanji, by a stroke of luck today, was able to glimpse a corner of the true form of the “giant tree” to which this “leaf” was attached!

This was not a blow to his confidence, but an ultimate expansion of his vision and an infinite sublimation of his Dao Heart!

Han Xuanji pondered; he understood his own position, saw the broader stage, and vaguely touched upon a path of the Dao even higher than Limitless Primordial.

Perhaps that path was to seek a deeper resonance with the eternal tree itself, or even…

to explore its roots, or witness and participate in its even grander growth and evolution?

“The road ahead is long and arduous…”

Han Xuanji’s mind steadied as he slowly withdrew his trans-dimensional perspective and returned to his physical body.

He still stood at the core of the Reincarnation Purgatory, before the chaos prison suppressing stele, but his entire temperament had undergone an indescribable change.

Within those deep eyes, a shadow of the eternal tree seemed to remain.

What he saw today had completely transformed his understanding of the “Dao,” “existence,” and “transcendence.”

This realization itself was a gift more precious than any treasure or Divine Ability.

The long-term value of this fundamental transformation surpassed even treasures that directly increased combat power; it was more valuable than great dao sacred artifacts.

“The struggles of the Immortal Realm, the Demon Ancestor’s calculations, the conflicts of the Chaos… they are but slight ripples.”

Han Xuanji murmured softly to himself, the corners of his mouth curving into a more composed arc.

“However, my Dao takes root in this leaf and shall also bear fruit within this leaf. Only by setting this leaf in order will I be qualified to gaze upon the summit of that giant tree.”

His gaze became sharp and practical once more.

Han Xuanji finally felt at ease; he felt that the System must be inextricably linked to this eternal tree.

If he could one day climb this tree, he might be able to uncover its secrets.

But for now, he remained pragmatic: he would first become invincible within the Chaos.

This Opportunity had also allowed Han Xuanji’s cultivation to quietly break through, reaching the sixth layer of the Limitless Primordial realm.

“This reward is indeed staggering…”

Han Xuanji remarked; this should be the highest tier among eight-star rewards.