"The Great Dao encompasses fifty, heaven develops forty-nine, leaving one line of vitality, yet also a single line of imperfection!"
"Even the heavens and earth are not perfect, let alone a person's Golden Core?"
Zhou Yi faintly grasped an understanding, for after all, having chanted Daoist and Buddhist scriptures for hundreds of years, though the scriptures did not augment mana, they contained the ancient sages' understanding of the heavens, earth, and the Great Dao.
Storing the colorful lotus seeds in the Jade Box and sealing it, Zhou Yi's figure flashed, and he appeared in Mo Cloud Cave.
With the ox promoted to Demon King, the newly established Mo Cloud Cave was no longer just a cave but had transformed the mountain peak into a splendid palace, resembling an ox's head when viewed from afar: the lower half mountain, the upper half palace.
Main Hall.
As soon as Zhou Yi took his seat at the main position, the voice of the Tortoise Prime Minister echoed beside him.
