Chapter Two arrives.
Wang Xuan stood in a region like a black abyss, lost in thought. If the far end ahead was decay, with all things withering and all laws extinguished, then the so-called passing away could seemingly also be described as "nothingness."
"Dao itself can be explained through 'nothingness' and 'existence.' Everything else is derived from them. Beginning from one, they can transform into all things and manifest all laws."
Clearly, the methods he had comprehended—nothingness, existence, passing away, and so on—could ultimately merge and resonate, unleashed together. If that happened, they would become even more terrifying.
"The two directions of the mist can both be explored and pursued. If I grasp the proper measure, perhaps that is also a kind of balance?"
Wang Xuan pondered and immediately thought of Hell's Balancing Great Dao.
"Imperial Dao!" Ripples rose in his sea of consciousness. That level was truly far too distant from him, yet now, he had gained some initial insight into it.
"For now, there's no need to think about anything so complicated. Even those Super shapeshift contraband items focus on studying a single field and making breakthroughs before they can command all things and look down upon all laws."
He decided not to overthink it. Doing so now would be nothing but aiming too high.
At present, if he could first develop a trump card that he desperately needed, that alone would be an enormous achievement!
This so-called state of comprehending laws was difficult to sustain. It required a flash of inspiration. Just now, when the feeling had come to him, he had entered the mist again.
Not long afterward, he emerged once more.
Wang Xuan muttered, "I don't know whether it'll work. If I'm going to test it, it'd be best to find an Anomalous Being. If