New Chapter: The True Source
The primordial spirit, on the sea surface, pierced through the Misty Sea, sending down a beam of light that passed through the Land of Nothingness and shone into the life earth, landing on Wang Xuan's spiritual thoughts.
Like a bolt of lightning striking reality, like a radiant sunrise stirring his heart, it resonated with his mind and spirit, allowing him to experience a part of his primordial spirit's journey.
The people seen on that island in the Misty Sea were not cultivators from the outside world; everything was related to him.
Throughout the long history of human evolution, some extraordinary events experienced by our ancestors are hidden in our genes, flowing in our blood, and containing many "stories" and the Vanished legends.
Examining one's bloodline, from ancient times to the present, there have always been fragments of memory in the blood. Some even say that ancestors did not die, but live on in the bodies of their descendants.
From this single scene, Wang Xuan was roughly certain that the true source might indeed be related to himself and closely connected to his physical body.
It is generally acknowledged in the cultivation world that Myth Origin from the earth element, but no corresponding organ or tangible object can be found within the body; they can be said to have been born from nothingness.
Wang Xuan, penetrating the Earth element of his destiny, sought to find its source and its true corresponding place, and now he was gradually getting vague results.
Is the red, Misty Sea his blood?
"No, how could there be such power in the blood? The destructive substance is too concentrated. Even if the human body has endless potential, it is impossible to correspond to such a magnificent and vast red sea."
Wang Xuan saw some disjointed images and determined that the Misty Sea was not real blood or other such things, but rather a projection of some terrifying and real force.
"It can only be said that the Misty Sea corresponds to blood; it is a realm, not blood." He realized.
Those people and figures on the island are projections of memories in their blood, the choices made by their ancestors on the path of evolution. Their primordial spirits came into contact with them, sensed them, absorbed their essence, received those useful imprints, and erased the useless detours.
Like Divine Rainbow shooting down on the sun, the primordial spirit on the sea once again cast a beam of light, illuminating Wang Xuan's thoughts and senses, allowing him to see and witness some events on the sea and discover some wondrous sights.
The entire sky was red, vast and boundless, with destructive substances pouring down from time to time, accompanied by other colorful lights, smashing the red ocean into towering waves.
"Is it not the real world of human blood, but more like a corresponding extraordinary world?" Wang Xuan muttered to himself, lost in thought, mainly because he hadn't yet had enough information.
Then, the scene shifted, and a slightly clearer view appeared in his mind. This time, he saw a part of the very hazy truth.
He saw a blurry part of a body; was that himself?
That body and the red sky and the Misty Sea were not in the same world, but rather like a projection from another world, or more precisely, a heart and blood presented in a dim light.
Wang Xuan was lost in thought. Did his heart and blood correspond to the Misty Sea and the world above it?
Does the human body correspond to a vast plane of existence?
Is the true source a special, extraordinary dimension?
Does the human body's strength and potential originate from a strange and vast world?
"Don't tell me that's the Supernatural Universe?" He was shocked, but after focusing his mind and observing carefully, he felt it didn't seem like it.
The so-called True Source is still only partially visible. Although it is grand, vast, and magnificent, it seems to be the power plane corresponding to the heart and blood.
That is the pure source of power!
The Supernatural Universe should have living beings, mountains and seas, and lush vitality, but what he saw of the Misty Sea and the world above was too monotonous.
At this moment, Wang Xuan realized that the primordial spirit above the Misty Sea was really just a projection. His Supernatural Power, that primordial spirit, had actually gone far into the depths of the Mysterious World and had never returned. Now it was just giving him feedback, letting him know some truths.
The light of his primordial spirit kept shining back, passing through the earth of his life and appearing in his thoughts. He saw that there were other colors at the end of the red world.
Those forces were like meteorites streaking across the sky, colorful and magnificent. Further away, it seemed as if other Mysterious World were unfolding, and those colorful clouds were projections from those planes.
His primordial spirit was in a dilemma, having reached the end of the red world and approaching those colorful lights, about to enter other Mysterious World, but it was very dangerous, as they were destructive substances, which could be called Real Substance and real energy, and were rampant.
"Does every important organ or part of the human body correspond to a real, existing world of power?"
"If that's the case, then mythology, the extraordinary, all the Mysterious Factor, all originate from there?"
"That's not right either. Some things don't make sense. If a real, Supernatural Great Universe exists, mythology and the extraordinary must have been transmitted from another universe, which would be easier to understand."
"Now it seems that the Mysterious World I discovered is just a world of power sources, and it may not be what I understand it to be. What I know and see is still just a fragment of a picture."
Sure enough, as he strained to look out, he saw, through the light emanating from his primordial spirit, a hazy glimpse of another mysterious world of power.
It was silvery-white and dazzling, giving people a feeling of unparalleled sharpness and indestructibility. Its power was even greater than that of the destructive Red Substance.
He pondered which part of his body that silvery-white world corresponded to, and which source world behind which organ it resonated with.
"This is truly beyond our expectations. So many extraordinary powers, so many mysterious sources—if we could obtain just one of them and use it for ourselves, we could survive this Mythological Winter night."
The biggest problem now is that the Red Substance is too dangerous and destructive; the primordial spirit and physical body are finding it difficult to withstand it, making it hard to fully introduce.
"No, the Primordial Spirit Penetrates the Misty Sea, and for so long, it has been traveling through that magnificent and vast red world, going far away. Perhaps it has gradually adapted!"
The most crucial aspect of this path is to accept those source forces, unafraid of their erosion, and transform them into Supernatural Power that can be used for one's own benefit.
Wang Xuan was lost in thought. If his primordial spirit had already succeeded, then his physical body wouldn't be far behind, and it would eventually gradually adapt to the baptism of the Red Substance.
He felt a surge of excitement when he thought of that scene: a boundless sea of Red Mist, with an even more magnificent world above it, seemingly inexhaustible and ever-renewing.
"Seeking power from within corresponds to one mysterious and unpredictable world after another, which is a source of power. Seeking power from the Great Universe, only Supernatural Factor are available. There are countless other strange energies, which are distributed in the void and are difficult to convert."
"After successfully finding the source of power within, if one day I can seek the Chaos Power of the Great Universe outside, and all these powers can be combined and used for my own purposes, then that would be perfect."
With hope in his heart, seeing the dawn, and witnessing a part of the True Source, he naturally felt a sense of longing and had all sorts of ideas.
Wang Xuan's heart stirred, and he muttered to himself, "My primordial spirit has explored far enough into the red world, and can even vaguely see the human heart and blood outside the boundary. Could I break free from that mysterious source of power, rush towards the 'outside world,' enter the heart, and thus return to my physical body and reappear in the Real World?"