Chapter 19: The Ancient Cosmic Prototype Seed

The next moment, Wang Mian made his move. With a gentle tap of his finger in the void, a few glimmers shot out and settled into the ancient array.

"Buzz!"

The archaic formation was instantly activated, radiating with brilliance, revealing a cylindrical space large enough to accommodate several people.

Wang Mian turned back, signaling Wang Heng to step into the ancient array.

Wang Heng took a deep breath and proceeded towards the array.

As the great formation was awakened, the sound of waves grew clearer and more persistent, echoing around, as if truly nearing an endless ocean.

Once Wang Heng entered the formation, the space's great path surged forth swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, it transported him to another immense space.

For a brief moment, his vision blurred, and when it cleared again, Wang Heng found himself in the Wang Family's designated Dao Seed storage area—the Dao Seed Ocean.

He now stood on an island, feeling very isolated and vast, with nothing surrounding him but a boundless and majestic ocean.

The ocean surged, and waves crashed fiercely, forming colossal swells that thundered against the water's surface with immense impact. All the seawater rose and fell rhythmically with the mysterious power of the tides.

"Is this the Dao Seed Ocean?"

At first glance, this place seemed no different from a normal sea. However, upon closer inspection, significant distinctions emerged.

Ordinary seas are often permeated with a fishy smell that causes one to wrinkle their nose, but the Dao Seed Ocean lacked this scent. Instead, an aura of the Grand Dao permeated the void, marking this as an extraordinary site, a rare and precious treasure ground.

Wang Heng stepped forward, arriving at the shore, crouched down, and scooped up some seawater with his hand, examining it carefully.

Although he had never embarked on the path of cultivation, he could clearly feel the pure essence of world energy contained within the seawater. This was not mere seawater; it was a vast ocean of essence, brimming with the power of the Dao's rules.

Indeed, the Immortal King's family had great ambitions: The place storing the Dao seeds was made by condensing essence into liquid, forging a mighty ocean of essence.

These Dao seeds were scattered throughout the ocean, rising and falling with the tides inside the water, emitting a faint glow like twinkling stars.

At that moment, a voice suddenly echoed in Wang Heng's ears, telling him how to secure a suitable Dao seed in this Dao Seed Ocean.

As the words finished echoing, Wang Heng moved directly towards the Dao Seed Ocean.

Underfoot, intricate patterns suddenly spread out, emanating ancient and mysterious symbols, eventually coalescing into a seed.

This seed emitted a floating force, allowing Wang Heng to glide above the ocean's surface.

Seated cross-legged in his place, Wang Heng calmed his mind, emptying all thoughts.

He attempted to feel everything around him using his body, relying on his most primitive spiritual senses.

Ethereal qi gently enveloped his body, testament to Wang Heng's extraordinary nature, drawing many sentient seeds toward him.

In a short span, a considerable assembly of Dao seeds had gathered, attracted by Wang Heng's aura.

One by one, these radiant "stars" approached, seeking contact with Wang Heng's spiritual perception.

It was as if they were presenting themselves, hoping to be chosen and taken away by him.

Though there were indeed some top-tier seeds with immense potential among them, when compared to Wang Heng's innate gifts, they all seemed dim and lackluster.

Hence, he ignored all the approaching seeds, focusing solely on seeking the ultimate soul seed mentioned by Wang Mian.

At last, perseverance paid off.

Deep within the essence sea, farther than he could measure, his spiritual sense detected the presence of a perfect Dao seed.

Emitting a blazing aura only the most supreme seed could exude, it shone like a brilliant sun, continuously radiating the rules of the Grand Dao, completely overshadowing the surrounding seeds.

It was an extraordinary sight, standing out like a crane among chickens amidst the sea of Dao seeds.

Wang Heng felt his heart stir, and immediately directed the levitating sigil beneath him to move towards that blazing sun.

Yet, before he could truly get close, his enthusiasm suddenly diminished by more than half.

His sharp spiritual intuition had already informed him that this perfect seed was not the supreme soul seed he desired.

As he got closer, Wang Heng saw the true form of this perfect seed.

It was spherical, entirely snow-white, quietly floating beneath the ocean of essence and motionless, as if in slumber.

Though its overall size was not large, the aura of the Dao it exuded was fierce and grand.

Gazing at this seed, Wang Heng had the illusion of overlooking an ancient world.

Undoubtedly, this was the primordial cosmic seed mentioned by the True Immortal known as Wang Qi.

"Don't be fooled by its small size. If it were to erupt, it could shatter chaos and create a new world."

Although Wang Heng's goal was not this seed, seeing a perfect ancient seed for the first time made Wang Heng unable to look away.

To his knowledge, beings that use the ancient cosmic prototype seed as a Dao seed have a great chance of cultivating three strands of immortal energy, becoming outstanding among their peers.

As Wang Qi had mentioned, integrating the ancient cosmic prototype seed into one's body could maximally develop a flesh-and-blood cosmos, unlocking the body's strength and unleashing the vast potential dormant within.

Unfortunately, Wang Heng's talents favored the primordial spirit, and he had no reason to abandon the path of the primordial spirit for the physical body.

Turning away from the ancient cosmic prototype seed, he continued on his path seeking seeds.

Along the way, he encountered a multitude of Dao seeds of all kinds: fire seeds, immortal seeds, demon seeds, lightning seeds, earth seeds... there were simply too many, each a key to embarking on a journey along the Dao, allowing cultivators to profoundly understand the nature of the great Dao.

Wang Heng skimmed over all the ancient seeds; his target now was singular — the supreme soul seed. He would not consider anything else.