Pao Qi quietly floated on the overflowing channel of the Yellow River, the River Diagram and Luo Book emitting an unusual radiance that flickered and dimmed around him.
Gazing at the tumultuous Yellow River Water, images began to surge in Pao Qi's mind: "The grand and vast Complete Heaven Star Battle Spirit Transformation Array, the luxurious and splendid Ancient Heavenly Court, the bloody slaughter beneath Mount Buzhou..."
Suddenly, purple Qi came from the east for thirty thousand miles, and colorful waves emerged in the sky, with endless exotic fragrances arriving from all directions.
Clad in a Yin Yang Taoist Robe, Laozi rode in on his Green Bull. With a light smile, Laozi casually flicked his duster, sending a speck of golden light directly towards Pao Qi's forehead, and sternly exclaimed, "Fu Xi, if not now, then when will you assume your position!"
At once, various memories from Pao Qi's past and present lives began to slowly emerge within his mind.
"Boom!"
