Within the gaps between planes, the Chaos Current surged violently. A figure in white strolled leisurely through it as though walking through his own backyard. It was Mo Lin.
Chaos Light flowed within his Immortal Eyes, reflecting the birth and destruction of countless worlds and endless planes. Suddenly, his gaze shifted slightly, piercing through layers of spatial barriers to settle upon a lower plane whose energy level was not high, yet which faintly emitted an unusual ripple.
"Oh? This plane... is rather interesting. There seems to be some kind of Dao rhythm of yin and yang converging, of nirvana and rebirth, circulating here? Though faint, its essence is quite profound." A curious smile tugged at Mo Lin's lips. "I have nothing better to do anyway. Might as well go watch the fun."
With a thought, he took a step forward, and his figure had already passed through the planar barrier, descending upon this plane. His divine sense spread out like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire plane. A nation called the Great Yan Dynasty, a secret realm known as the Ancient Tomb Space, and an ancient tomb manor deep within that secret realm all appeared clearly within his perception.
"Nirvana Heart? Advancing into nirvana through the power of yin and yang? Heh, the owner of this tomb manor took an unconventional path. Still, being able to touch upon nirvana through such a method shows some ingenuity." In an instant, Mo Lin saw through everything within the tomb manor, including the so-called Nirvana Heart and the little... "prank" left behind by its owner.
"If yin and yang remain unharmonized, one will surely suffer the consequences of being consumed by flame? Interesting, very interesting." A wicked glint flashed through Mo Lin's eyes. "A forcibly twisted melon may not be sweet, but it