Chapter 881: Chapter 881

The seventh immeasurable calamity was an extremely distant time from now.

During that catastrophe, the entire Primordial Land was torn apart, and those Saints that once existed either perished or disappeared, never to be seen again.

Among the people in Emperor Pan Palace, although there exist many ancient relics who have lived for countless ages, their time of birth was still after the seventh immeasurable calamity.

The matters spoken of by Emperor Pan Ancestor were related to many ancient secrets of the Primordial.

If they hadn’t heard his tales, the people in the hall would really not have known that such transformations had occurred in the world they lived in!

The other people in the hall, upon hearing the ancient secrets from Emperor Pan Ancestor’s mouth, at most felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Just as everyone guessed before, occupying a seat in Emperor Pan Palace indeed offers great advantages.

The Quasi-Saint who actually asked the question seemed to experience the shocking scene of Taoist Ancestor Hongjun and the Primordial Heavenly Path’s conflict.

As if inspired, Taoist Rhythm began to permeate from the Quasi-Saint’s body.

However, compared to Li Xuanfeng, the Taoist Rhythm emanating from him was evidently much thinner.

Even so, it was enough to make those without a seat in the hall filled with envy, almost regretting deeply.

Following this Quasi-Saint, the few others occupying seats in the hall also raised their questions one by one.

After Emperor Pan Ancestor answered them, they too seemed to have some enlightenment and gained substantial insight.

Soon, Emperor Pan Ancestor’s gaze fell on Chen Hai, who was last in the line.

"As the last predestined one, young friend, it’s your turn now!"

"After resolving your doubts, I will truly begin teaching my Great Path."

With a calm countenance, he gently smiled at Chen Hai, indicating for him.

Chen Hai observed the situation of those few before him who had received answers from Emperor Pan Ancestor.

Those individuals gained considerable insight, yet their enlightenment was related to the questions they asked.

When it came his turn, Chen Hai pondered deeply what he should ask Emperor Pan Ancestor.

"Ancestor, I want to know, to attain the rank of Saint and step into the Primordial Chaos Daluo Realm, besides the Three Corpses Cutting Method, are there other Dharma Methods?" After hesitating for a while, Chen Hai gritted his teeth and finally spoke.

Currently, he had just entered the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, his Realm was not yet stable, and he had a considerable journey ahead before reaching Perfect Daluo Golden Immortal.

However, before entering Emperor Pan Palace, he sensed that the Three Corpses Cutting Method seemed to have great hidden risks.

Due to this reason, he would waste this precious chance to ask Emperor Pan Ancestor this question.

After all, in the Primordial world, the path to achieving Quasi-Saint seemed to rely solely on the Three Corpses Cutting.

Countless Quasi-Saints present in Emperor Pan Palace all used this method to enter this Realm.

If he didn’t seize this opportunity to inquire of Emperor Pan Ancestor, upon returning to the Primordial world, there would be no one capable of resolving this doubt for him.

"Young friend, you’ve asked an excellent question!"

Emperor Pan Ancestor’s usually calm gaze lingered longer on Chen Hai because of this. Chapters fırst released on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵

Retrieved, he smiled and continued, "The Three Corpses Cutting Method was transmitted by Taoist Ancestor Hongjun."

"With this method, to achieve Quasi-Saint, by cutting off the good me, evil me, original me, one’s essence becomes more in harmony with the Primordial Heavenly Path."

"If Primordial Land were still intact, the Heavenly Path still at its peak, achieving Quasi-Saint through this method would naturally align more with the Heavenly Path’s favor, gaining the position of a Saint."

"After all, the so-called Heavenly Path Saint is fundamentally a maintainer of order, the authority they hold is given by the Heavenly Path."

With a seemingly profound look, Emperor Pan Ancestor paused briefly, then said again, "The Three Corpses Cutting Method, to a degree, is indeed well attuned to the path of Heavenly Path Saints, yet in the Endless Chaos, this method is merely secondary."

"Among the Three Thousand Great Paths, any path can prove Primordial Chaos."

"In this Endless Chaos, there are many methods to achieve the position of Great Path Saint."

"However, just because it suits others does not mean it’s suitable for you."

"How exactly to prove the Primordial Chaos will require you to slowly reflect, among thousands of methods, that which suits you best is the most fitting!"

When resolving others’ doubts, Emperor Pan Ancestor often gave responses in just a few words.

Yet at this moment, due to Chen Hai’s question, he elaborated for almost an hour.

His spoken words seemed to contain an indescribable special rhythm.

In a trance, Chen Hai seemed to see towering figures standing in the Endless Chaos.

These figures stood in such magnificence it was difficult to describe in words.

One figure seemed symbolic of strength, wielding a dark giant axe, with one swing potentially splitting chaos into halves.

Another figure, by seeing his form, evoked the essence of endless slaughter.

And another figure oozed with black aura, all the evils in heavens and earth seemed converged into his body.

"This is... Chaos Demon Gods..., their existence itself represents some path..."

With eyes gently closed, Chen Hai sat cross-legged, as if immersed in a form of enlightenment.

When others sitting on meditation mats entered a profound state, they had merely Taoist Rhythm surrounding them.

At this moment, in Chen Hai’s deep state, ethereal Dao flowers constantly bloomed on his body.

Emperor Pan Ancestor, who usually showed no emotion, displayed noticeable surprise.

Apparently, the present situation with Chen Hai was beyond his anticipation.

After all, the special-toned words from his mouth merely served as guidance.

Under the direction of his Dao sound, whatever Chen Hai could comprehend depended on his fate and insight.

An hour, two hours...

Time slowly passed, Li Xuanfeng and Qingmu woke from enlightenment, yet Chen Hai remained immersed in his realization.

Emperor Pan Ancestor sat quietly on the high stage of the hall; he had to wait for Chen Hai to awaken from his deep enlightenment before he could truly begin his teachings.