But for a full ten thousand years, the Dao Incarnation remained utterly still, without a single insight.
It was as though every Dao was already crystal clear within Lin Changqing, encompassing all things, yet he still could not take that final step.
At that moment, Lin Changqing was troubled by a question. If the Dao was heaven and earth, then was he, the one who commanded the myriad Daos, within the Dao or beyond it?
If he was within the Dao, why was his shadow nowhere among the myriad Daos?
If he was beyond the Dao, how could the Dao be heaven and earth, be all things?
It was a question like whether a creator god could create a rock he could not lift, and it had troubled Lin Changqing endlessly.
Even the Dao Incarnation showed faint signs of crumbling, beginning to gather dust.
The Dao was gathering dust. The Dao Heart was gathering dust.
Tongtian watched everything from outside, frantic with worry, yet unable to do anything.
Gradually, Lin Changqing's figure began to grow indistinct.
This was... merging with the Dao!
"Stop!"
Tongtian was instantly horrified. Merging with the Dao was the most terrifying thing in all of heaven and earth.
If one merged with the Dao, one would become a part of it completely, vanishing without a trace.
And vanishing did not simply mean dying. It meant disappearing from the memories of all things and all living beings in heaven and earth. Every trace one had ever left behind would vanish like clouds scattered by the wind, never to be seen again.
Even one's remnant soul and true spirit would disintegrate!
Tongtian was beside himself with worry, but there was nothing he could do.
This was Lin Changqing's Inner Demon. Even as a Saint, he could not forcibly