"What exactly had I forgotten... Why could it stir my mind?" The middle-aged cultivator could not help pinching his fingers and beginning his deductions. In the unseen darkness, he sensed an ethereal presence.
"That was... southwest, in the southwest, and extremely far away.
Why southwest? Could some fortuitous encounter be waiting for me there?"
He murmured under his breath, while his fingers calculated faster and faster. Yet with every movement of his fingertips, more cold sweat beaded on his brow, his face grew paler, and veins gradually bulged across his forehead.
A moment later, he could not help clutching his chest and forcing out a muffled groan. A thread of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"It hurts..."
He felt as though countless steel needles had been driven into his head, a pain that pierced to the heart.
The deduction had caused it.
He knew this very well.
A force was preventing him from approaching the truth. If he continued, the consequences might be impossible to measure, but he did not choose to give up. He did not care about the consequences. What he sought was the truth.
Both hands calculated at once, his fingertips moving so fast that only afterimages could be seen.
Enduring the stabbing agony within his skull, he poured the effort of his entire life into deducing that possibility.
Did not know how long had passed before he finally glimpsed a trace of heavenly secrets.
Pfft
The middle-aged man could not help spitting out a mouthful of pitch-black blood. The blood floated in the air, and soon after, it condensed into glittering blood diamonds that remained suspended there.
His chest heaved violently, sweat pouring from him like syrup, as though all his strength had nearly been drained away.
Did not know how long had