White Hole, a White Tomorrow

Xiang Dong sat in the center of his true body's flower head, the Space Great Dao he had just comprehended still fresh and warm as it flowed slowly through his sea of consciousness.

The effects of the Enlightenment Tea were still present, making Xiang Dong feel like a top student.

Even so, the things that were too profound and abstruse remained beyond his understanding. Those were in the realm of academic gods.

But knowing the most basic things was enough to solve the problem at hand.

What Xiang Dong wanted to do was simple: create a garden of his own, then pack up all his clones and take them with him.

The innate divinities transformed from innate Spirit Roots all had one thing in common: they had to find a place for their true bodies.

Some chose to directly refine theirs into Law Treasures. An innate Spirit Root could be refined into an Innate Spirit Treasure, and it was connected to their very lives—a bona fide life-bound Law Treasure.

A representative example was Zhun Ti, who had refined his true body, the Bodhi Tree, into the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree.

Most chose the latter approach, settling their true bodies somewhere and letting them continue to grow.

A representative example was Zhen Yuanzi of the Five Villages Temple. The Ginseng Fruit Tree there still blossomed and bore fruit.

Then there was Yang Mei. Yang Mei certainly wouldn't refine his true body either, and since he had mastered the Dao of space, opening up an independent space to house it couldn't be simpler.

So what Xiang Dong intended to do was open up an independent space inside his true body, a space on the level of a grotto-heaven blessed land.

Then he would put the entire sea of flowers inside, along with the land they were rooted in.

No sooner said than done!

Xiang Dong sank his mind into the core of his true body, the sunflower, where its origin lay. Then he brought the spatial Dao rhythm into play and began cutting and weaving within the core.

Xiang Dong planned to construct a diamond-shaped spherical space, like a kaleidoscope, to serve as his back garden.

Once the prototype of the space was established, it was time to expand it.

As innate Spiritual Qi and the power of his origin poured in, the spherical space began expanding outward, growing larger and larger.

Yang Mei watched quietly from the side, his brows slightly furrowed. He didn't quite understand why Xiang Dong had given the space such a peculiar shape.

But he had a vague feeling that this shape had a rather ingenious use.

Once the space had expanded enough to accommodate the entire sea of flowers, it was time for the most crucial step.

"Collect!"

Xiang Dong's divine sense covered the entire expanse of land.

Hum—

An invisible suction force burst forth from his true body.

The sea of sunflowers below, along with the hundred-zhang-thick layer of earth beneath them, began to tremble violently.

Then an invisible giant hand lifted the entire piece of land and sent it flying toward the center of his true body's flower head.

The vast sea of flowers and the land beneath it shrank as they approached the flower head.

At last, they turned into a streak of light and vanished into the newly opened grotto-heaven space.

When everything fell still, the sea of flowers had disappeared, leaving only a gigantic pit.

The center of his true body's sunflower head was now connected to another world.

All his clones were staying in that new home.

Through their true body's flower head, they could continue to bathe in sunlight and grow strong.

Moreover, inside this diamond-shaped spherical space, a single ray of light was enough to scatter illumination into every corner and onto every clone.

The light energy of the clones could also be concentrated and transmitted to the true body more quickly in the same way.

At this point, Yang Mei finally understood the ingenious use of the space's design.

This young friend, who seemed utterly mad, was indeed no simple figure!

"There's one last step."

Xiang Dong jumped up from the flower head.

His true body, the sunflower, shrank and turned into a golden sunflower mark.

Xiang Dong grabbed the mark and, with a smack, pressed it against his chest.

The mark merged into his body of light, forming an exquisite sun totem on his chest.

As his true body merged with him, Xiang Dong's little figure of light, which had been only palm-sized, gradually grew into a large figure of light around two meters tall.

He was still a long way from being the giant of light he wanted to be, but he was at least a normal height now, with a standard innate Dao body, albeit an energy version.

"Old Yang, I'm ready. We can set off whenever you like."

Yang Mei looked me over and slowly nodded.

"Not bad. You do look a little like an innate divinity now."

Yang Mei said no more. He reached out and drew a line across the void before him.

A pitch-black crack opened in the space before them.

Inside the crack was not pure darkness, but a turbulent current of dazzling colors.

Countless spatial fragments came into being and perished within it, weaving together into a scene of chaos.

Yang Mei explained, "These are spatial turbulence, formed by unstable spatial currents. I'll construct a stable and safe spatial passage to transport you to somewhere near the foot of Buzhou Mountain."

"The journey to Buzhou Mountain is long, and space is unpredictable."

"Once you're inside, steady your mind and don't move around."

Yang Mei cautioned him repeatedly.

"May I ask, if I run into spatial turbulence or fall into some unknown void, will I die?"

Yang Mei now knew how that sea of flowers had come about, so he said quietly,

"If you run into spatial turbulence, you'll definitely explode, but your flower seeds will surely survive. Then they'll travel to various places with the turbulence and eventually take root and grow again."

"As for falling into an unknown void, I don't know whether you'd die, but you'd most likely be better off dead."

"Oh, forget it then. I definitely won't move around."

Xiang Dong wisely chose to follow his heart. He was only tired of living and wanted to die; he wasn't looking to suffer. He wasn't about to put himself through something worse than death.

Yang Mei glanced at Xiang Dong and wasted no more words.

He raised a hand and waved it, enveloping me in a gentle but irresistible force.

"Go on."

As Xiang Dong was pushed into the spatial passage, he felt the world spin around him.

Countless bizarre and fantastical sights flashed past before him.

Here, Xiang Dong saw shattered worlds, dead stars, newborn chaos, black holes, those wonders of the universe, and white holes.

Wait, a white hole. A white tomorrow awaits us.

That's right, meow~~~

The instant he saw the white hole, Xiang Dong threw Yang Mei's warning to the back of his mind. Shouting the slogan etched into his DNA, he tried to chase after the white hole that had flashed past.

It was precisely because he had suddenly forced himself to turn around and tried to pursue it against the current that he came into a tug-of-war with the force Yang Mei had placed on him.

So although he was transported to Buzhou Mountain, he only arrived in its vicinity, still some distance from the mountain itself.

Buzhou Mountain and Kunlun Mountain were the two great divine mountains of the Primordial World, the most significant presences.

Buzhou Mountain had given rise to the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Innate Gourd Vine, while Kunlun Mountain had given rise to the Three Pure Ones, the Queen Mother of the West, and others.

Both stretched for hundreds of millions of li. Before Buzhou Mountain fell, it was the undisputed foremost divine mountain.

It connected heaven and earth, and a single glimpse of that magnificent sight would brand it forever upon the soul.

Never to be erased!