Under Elder Mu's disbelieving gaze, the darkness around Li Yuan was continuously dissipating.
"Ten Thousand Generations of Samsara?"
"Perhaps a hundred thousand generations, perhaps a million—" Li Yuan's mental consciousness was undergoing an astonishing transformation.
The power of the Samsara Stone clearly could no longer imprison him, nor could it exert any greater influence on his mind.
But all the memories Li Yuan's consciousness had experienced did not dissipate. Every scene of samsara burst apart in his sea of consciousness, turning into countless "memory fragments" that coiled around his heart, constantly recombining.
Beneath Qigong's feet lay fragrant rice fields, and he would never again have to suffer hunger.
Beneath the emperor's throne stood torrent after torrent of iron cavalry, ready at any moment to heed his orders...
The music composed by the zither master echoed on for a thousand years. Though his eyes could not see the light, his music illuminated the ages...
The memories of one life after another gathered into a torrent.
The obsessions of one life after another overlapped and piled up. Years and spacetime converged at this moment—Li Yuan's mind transformed at a terrifying speed.
"Every life was me."
"But every life was also not me. The only constant in this world is change, and what winds around me is only that countless, inescapable karma." Li Yuan's mind had gathered into a sea. Beneath his feet were the reflections of countless samsaras, and on every crest stood a figure from a different reincarnation.
"Samsara upon me."
"Obsession upon me."
"This is eternity. The mind is infinite, and samsara cannot wear it down." Li Yuan's Mind Void Realm was collapsing, and the mighty Void Realm Power finally converged completely into a single point.
The memories of all his lives also fully merged and became clear, forming a