Hiss... no way!
He had stolen this bead from a treasury in Golden Horse City, a tiny little backwater town.
If he hadn't lacked suitable materials for Foundation Establishment, he wouldn't even have spared it a glance.
And the system's identification ability was useless... right!
Speaking of that damned system, at a time like this, heh... why the hell hadn't it gone [Ding] even once?
He had previously guessed that anything the system couldn't detect either didn't belong to this world or hadn't existed in the Fourth Epoch.
So here was the question: if this bead truly was the Chaos Pearl, how had it fallen into the Immortal Realm?
And how had it so conveniently been picked up and stored by the local city lord's residence, then so conveniently fallen into his hands, and been so conveniently refined by him!
Tsk, tsk... So many coincidences strung together—he refused to believe they had nothing to do with karma and fate.
Dao... Dao...
Under the stimulation of the Great Dao's source, the Black Pearl deep within his dantian finally awakened in the truest sense.
Hum—!
An indescribable tremor spread from Lin Heng's dantian, instantly filling the entire Dao Comprehension Field.
The light atop the five giant pillars suddenly dimmed, as though all the light encounter energy had been swallowed away by half.
Space began to twist and warp. Light no longer traveled in straight lines, and time seemed to lose its measure, becoming somewhat viscous... in other words, slow.
Lin Heng's consciousness completely sank into his inner vision.
He saw it...
The pitch-black sphere, its surface gradually revealing countless tiny, even indistinguishable [cracks].
Every tiny crack seemed connected to a miniature universe, where stars were born and died in endless succession and chaos surged.
The truth that 'man himself is Dao' kept