Li Ruoyu stood before the Nine-Tiered Heavenly Ladder and placed the Clumsy Bow on its ancient jade steps. Waterlike ripples flowed through the nine colors of jade and swallowed the bow. Then flames sprang up, and the pitch-black ancient bow began to burn.
At last, the Clumsy Bow merged into the Nine-Tiered Heavenly Ladder. Clumsy Peak grew even more subdued, becoming utterly unremarkable, as though it had shrunk by several hundred meters.
Lin Yi sensed the change and contemplated it in silence for a long time. In the end, he resisted the urge to go outside.
More than ten days later, a stretch of void appeared above Clumsy Peak. It was utterly tranquil. Within it, plants flourished and withered in turn, their leaves lush and green one moment, shriveled and lifeless the next.
On Clumsy Peak, the Nine-Tiered Heavenly Ladder expanded into nine platforms. Magnificent halls rose upon them amid winding clouds and rosy mists. An unseen force drew Li Ruoyu into those ethereal palaces.
"At last."
Sensing that mysterious presence, Lin Yi finally emerged from the hall. He laid down formation patterns at a secluded spot, then sat cross-legged.
Mysterious trajectories surfaced across the mountain, forming intricate, profound rules and order that gave rise to strange patterns and designs.
His eyes shone brightly. Countless symbols leaped within his pupils as he imprinted everything he saw into them.
His eyes tracked the patterns and designs, deciphering the profound rules and order while he contemplated that trace of Dao resonance.
Meanwhile.
Elsewhere, Ye Fan sat motionless on Clumsy Peak. His eyes went from brilliant to lifeless, from bright to hollow, as though he too had witnessed a cycle of flourishing and decay.
Li Ruoyu stood motionless among the palaces, still as stone. He listened to the wondrous sounds between heaven and