In this world, the "Dao" can be attained overnight.

Huo Hengxuan once played the entire Liang Kingdom as a game with Su Yu, proving the Dao of "Protecting the Nation," briefly becoming a false saint, and forcibly killed the Donghuang of Zhou Kingdom.

Mu Zhao attempted to set up a closed stage for Wen Yao not long ago, trying to have him slay all the talented ones from other sects in the Pinggu Battlefield and prove the Dao of "Only Me" through this "performance" to the world.

Unfortunately, he encountered Chen Kuang, and not only failed, but died and lost his way completely...

It can be seen that to prove the Dao in this way requires the right timing, geographical advantage, and human harmony; nothing can be missing.

One may achieve the Dao overnight, but to gain recognition from the heavens and earth, how challenging and harsh it is.

Lv Zhexiong’s Dao of "Devotion" was bound to Chen Kuang from the start.

As her eight-hundred-year life was about to end, a fleeting thought in her heart still lingered on Chen Kuang, unwavering in her devotion; thus, the heavens and earth took notice and allowed her to prove the Dao and enter the Profound Profound Realm.

But to take another step forward seemed almost impossible.

For one’s devotion to reach the point of unwavering love despite not knowing the other’s whereabouts, how could one surpass that?

This is why she had no advancement for a millennium thereafter.

Because her "Dao" was bound to that "Tongjun" from two thousand three hundred years ago, but "Tongjun" had long disappeared.

Yet, Lv Zhexiong had no regrets.

She clearly knew that without "Tongjun"’s guidance, and his leaving, she would have been trapped in the dilemma of the "Phoenix Canon," unable to reach her current heights.

It was those seven days of dual cultivation with "Tongjun" that unraveled her heart’s knot, allowing her to completely let go of the constraints of physique and cultivation techniques, and resolutely pursue the Dao.

Lv Zhexiong understood unequivocally that as long as "Tongjun" did not appear, her stage for proving the Dao could not be set.

But she did not expect that just as she decided to let go of her obsession.

"Tongjun" suddenly appeared again!

Only this time, he was no longer that elusive and unpredictable "Elder Tongjun" of the past but the very Chen Kuang she had passed by in the Liang Imperial City and, despite hearing his name multiple times, had repeatedly ignored.

Clearly, if she saw him once, she could recognize this heartless person, yet she never thought of seeing the source of the vortex at the center of disputes.

What was she thinking then?

"Since it is a tribulation that Xingzhu must endure, let her solve it herself... temper her arrogance and let her understand that in this world, there are also decisions she can make wrongly, things she can do wrongly."

This was indeed what an Earth Spirit Daoist Monarch should think.

But the moment Lv Zhexiong saw Chen Kuang, she knew she regretted it.

If only earlier, even just a little earlier...

However, it seems not too late now.

Lv Zhexiong naturally knew the grievances between Chen Kuang and Mu Zhao and understood the situation immediately upon Ling Yazi asking her to come over.

Mu Zhao intended to create a saint, once again disrupted by Chen Kuang, and now, with new grudges layered upon old ones, he came with his true form to completely exterminate Chen Kuang.

Lv Zhexiong felt unprecedentedly clear-minded at the moment of drawing her sword.

She was a recognized "Half-Saint," closest to becoming a saint in the Profound Profound Realm.

Even in front of the "Martial Saint," it was impossible for her to be so weak that she could not even take one punch.

If she wished, severely injuring the "Martial Saint" was even a simple matter.

But... she chose to stand in front of Chen Kuang, enduring the attack.

This certainly wasn’t the stupidity of love.

But Lv Zhexiong realized that before her stood a perfect stage for proving the Dao!

After the dark willow and bright flowers... a heaven-sent opportunity!

Devotion more precious than unwavering love can only be found by transcending life and death and gaining the true heart of the one devoted to.

This was the gamble set by Lv Zhexiong.

Sixty percent calculation, forty percent genuine emotion.

Does Lv Zhexiong love Chen Kuang? Undoubtedly, she does.

But a year’s time of companionship, seven days of debating the Dao, placed across two thousand three hundred years, were indeed too short... too short...

So short that even if eroded, forgotten, it was only too natural.

Lv Zhexiong was no longer that lonely, dependent little female cultivator; she had once harbored ambition, a lust for killing, countless discarded distracting thoughts... ultimately, refining into an unshakeable Dao Heart.

"The Dao is before me; I come to take it."

This is a truth Lv Zhexiong understood early on; from the moment she decided to step into Chen Kuang’s courtyard, it had been unbreakable.

She was Lv Zhexiong, also the Earth Spirit Daoist Monarch wielding the Mystic God Daoist Sect.

Her devotion was no longer solely for Chen Kuang the person.

But at the moment Lv Zhexiong chose to bet with her life, only she knew how much of it was directed against the heartless person before her.

If Chen Kuang truly was heartless and cold, Lv Zhexiong’s devotion wrongfully given, becoming the moon in the water, flower in the mirror, then in the moment she realized it, the "Dao" would collapse along with it, and even if she didn’t die, her cultivation would regress greatly.

For Chen Kuang to survive by himself in front of Mu Zhao’s fury was nearly impossible.

Fortunately, Lv Zhexiong bet correctly.

At a certain moment, Chen Kuang developed feelings for her.

The heaven and earth resonated in harmony!

Lv Zhexiong restrained her smile and looked at Mu Zhao before her, her aura surged.

The "Dao Realm" solidified again, and its scope gradually expanded, a giant ethereal apparition slowly appeared behind her. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Around this apparition, it was surrounded by a vast, boundless sea of bitterness.

Countless illusory hands extended from within as if trying to drag all creatures passing by into it.