In the time that followed.

Gu Qingyang slowly recovered the depletion of his Divine Thought.

Using the Divination Celestial Immortal Scripture to deduce the future was in itself enormously taxing, let alone now, with the great calamity drawing near and the heavenly secrets in chaos, making it fundamentally impossible for ordinary cultivators to deduce them.

The reason Gu Qingyang could still peer into the heavenly secrets was, to a great extent, thanks to the Hongmeng Jade Disc.

The so‑called Divination Celestial Immortal Scripture.

Was also created from within the Hongmeng Jade Disc.

While recovering, Gu Qingyang’s mind could not help but fall upon the Hongmeng Jade Disc; this Supreme Treasure was enough to stir even a seventeenth‑stage powerhouse’s heart, which was sufficient proof that it was anything but ordinary.

At present, the methods Gu Qingyang employed through the Hongmeng Jade Butterfly were merely the datafication of himself, and on that basis developing functions such as faith in the Divine Kingdom, Harmonization, and Heavenly Dao Origin.

He believed.

A treasure capable of moving a Unity Realm powerhouse could absolutely not be so simple.

With that thought.

Gu Qingyang began to comprehend the Hongmeng Jade Butterfly.

If he wished to change things.

The Hongmeng Jade Disc was indispensable.

The sliver of hope Taichu had spoken of, in Gu Qingyang’s view, referred precisely to the Hongmeng Jade Disc on his person.

When his Divine Thought sank into the Hongmeng Jade Disc, endless Dao Rhyme surged forth; Gu Qingyang felt as though he were placed within chaos itself, with the Three Thousand Great Dao spanning the void, from which boundless creation was derived.

This was not the first time he had entered the Hongmeng Jade Butterfly with his Divine Thought, but because the Three Thousand Great Dao were too unfathomable, Gu Qingyang had, many times, been forced to withdraw, unable to continue comprehending.

After all, the Dao power contained within the Hongmeng Jade Disc was far too strong, not something he could currently fathom.

Yet in the face of the future scene he had glimpsed, Gu Qingyang could no longer afford such scruples.

Either he comprehended it.

Or he perished.

There was absolutely no third possibility.

Thus.

Gu Qingyang could only pin his hopes on the Hongmeng Jade Disc, attuning to the Three Thousand Great Dao contained within the Jade Butterfly, and seeking that sliver of life hidden in the unseen.

As his Divine Thought sank into the Hongmeng Jade Disc, the long river of the Great Dao surged like a boundless raging sea; Gu Qingyang’s Divine Thought within this long river was as small as a drop in the ocean, and in less than a single breath, it was completely drowned.

"Boom!"

His Divine Thought collapsed.

Gu Qingyang’s mind shook violently.

A pain originating from his Divine Soul swept over him, causing even the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree to tremble slightly.

This kind of pain that came from the Divine Soul was not something physical injuries could compare to; even with Gu Qingyang’s temperament, he nearly could not endure it.

A long time passed.

Only then did he gradually calm down.

"The Hongmeng Jade Disc is still as powerful as ever. With my current strength, trying to comprehend such a Supreme Treasure is truly not so easy..."

Thinking of that soul‑rending agony, a lingering fear rose in Gu Qingyang’s heart.

However.

The current situation.

Left him no room to fear.

If he could not endure the pain of his Divine Soul being torn apart, then he could not explore the opportunities within the Hongmeng Jade Disc, and what awaited him more than twenty thousand years later would still be annihilation.

With that thought.

Once the pain in his Divine Soul had slightly abated, Gu Qingyang once again entered the Hongmeng Jade Butterfly.

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

Each time his Divine Soul entered the Hongmeng Jade Disc, Gu Qingyang failed to persist for long before the towering river waters surged over and his Divine Soul was annihilated in an instant.

And with every annihilation of his Divine Soul, Gu Qingyang felt as though a piece of it had been torn away; the agony was imaginable.

Fortunately.

Although this pain was terrifying, Gu Qingyang ultimately endured it.

Moreover.

He discovered.

That each time he repaired his Divine Soul, it seemed to gain a wisp of mysterious aura.

This wisp of aura.

Seemed somewhat similar to that of the Hongmeng Jade Disc.

"My Divine Soul is undergoing a metamorphosis!"

A trace of insight arose in Gu Qingyang’s heart.

Ever since heaven and earth had advanced by three tiers, his Divine Soul Power had correspondingly increased, reaching the realm of eleventh‑stage perfection.

But to take another step forward was not so easy.

Now, in comprehending the Hongmeng Jade Disc, Gu Qingyang felt that the bottleneck of his Divine Soul seemed to loosen somewhat, gaining the possibility of advancing further.

He understood.

This was the opportunity of the Hongmeng Jade Disc.

A robust Divine Soul allowed a cultivator to more easily comprehend the Heaven and Earth Dao, and once the Divine Soul grew strong enough, it could likewise suppress all things.

In other words.

If Gu Qingyang’s Divine Soul could break through to the peak of the fifteenth stage, or even the sixteenth stage, the so‑called Nine Luminaries Immortal Emperor could likewise be suppressed.

Having grasped the function of the Hongmeng Jade Disc, Gu Qingyang devoted himself even more relentlessly to sensing the Three Thousand Great Dao within it.

Although the long river of the Great Dao scoured his Divine Soul, bringing unbearable pain, compared to the steady increase of his Divine Soul, this degree of suffering naturally counted for little.

...

Comprehend!

Relentless comprehension!

As Gu Qingyang, heedless of the cost, once more delved into the Hongmeng Jade Disc, his Divine Soul suddenly trembled, as if undergoing some kind of intense metamorphosis, making him feel his divine platform become crystal‑clear, and his originally small Divine Thought Power abruptly swell by a great margin.

And at the very instant his Divine Thought grew.

Gu Qingyang saw, from within the endless long river of the Great Dao, a streak of light—a faint radiance that nonetheless seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth, shattering the chaos of the universe.

"Boom——"

The moment he beheld that light, Gu Qingyang’s mind roared.

Infinite Dao Rhyme surged forth within his sea of consciousness, and he instantly fell into a certain state of enlightenment. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

He did not know how much time had passed.

Gu Qingyang finally awoke from that state of enlightenment.

Only then.

Did he realize that something different now existed within his mind.

At the same time.

His comprehension of the Star River Sword Dao had also skyrocketed; the Star River Sword Dao, which had originally only been at the lower‑grade thirteenth stage, had at this moment undergone a tremendous metamorphosis, directly advancing to the perfect thirteenth‑stage level.

Just one more step.

And the Star River Sword Dao could step into the fourteenth stage.

That he could undergo such a transformation ultimately stemmed from that streak of light within the Hongmeng Jade Disc.

More precisely.

It was a strand of sword light that cleaved through the chaos of the universe.

Unfortunately.

With Gu Qingyang’s current strength, he could not truly behold the Origin of that sword light, and could only glimpse a hint of its essence in a fleeting glance.

Yet even so.

His comprehension of the Sword Dao still skyrocketed.

Gu Qingyang knew better than anyone how difficult it was to create a thirteenth‑stage Immortal Scripture; now, from merely beholding a trace of sword light, the Star River Sword Dao had nearly broken through to the fourteenth stage.

Gu Qingyang was certain.

If he could truly glimpse the Origin of that sword light, his insight into the Sword Dao would surely advance by leaps and bounds.

Besides this.

His Divine Soul Power itself had already truly shattered the eleventh‑stage barrier, breaking through to the lower‑grade twelfth‑stage level.

"A lower‑grade twelfth‑stage Divine Soul—and unlike ordinary Divine Souls, mine is tainted with the aura of the Hongmeng Jade Butterfly. Even a normal lower‑grade twelfth‑stage Divine Soul, before me, should be far inferior!"

Feeling the changes within his own Divine Soul, countless insights welled up in Gu Qingyang’s heart.

The harvest from this comprehension of the Hongmeng Jade Disc left him greatly satisfied.