This incomparably primitive, lush forest—towering ancient trees, thorny old vines, shrubs and wild grass... even the thick layer of dead branches and fallen leaves beneath Li Weiyi—was gradually torn apart and smeared away like a painting, vanishing into the vast blood-colored mist.
The ground beneath him was bare, leaving only an expanse of reddish-brown earth.
The soil was neither hard nor dry. Like a dried-up seabed, it seemed to have been steeped in blood for countless ages.
Li Weiyi sat cross-legged with his eyes tightly shut, meditating in calm focus, unaware of the changes outside.
When Senior Spirit Tablet had taught him the Spirit God Path Meditation Method, he had explained it like this:
"Light can pierce indestructible metal, boil seas and burn heavens, illuminate the universe. It is the most unimaginable thing between heaven and earth, the source of all energy, and the foundation upon which consciousness is born."
"Mind power is a strength cultivated through the consciousness of the soul. It is an entirely different path from the spiritual power cultivated through the fleshly body."
"Soul consciousness is a mutated phenomenon of light particles."
"To cultivate mind power is to absorb the light particles between heaven and earth and transform them within your body into spirit-light particles. Once enough spirit-light particles gather, they can form a cluster of spirit fire, which can then break open the Forehead Spirit Realm located between the brows."
Li Weiyi could understand the greatness and mystery of light in nature. Just as with all energy on Earth, its original source was almost always the sun.
That colossal star hanging in the void could be called the most soul-stirring sight visible from Earth. It possessed tyrannical energy that surpassed all gods. Yet because it had always been there, people found it ordinary