At the dead of night, Kunlun Mountain was still shrouded in mist and clouds. Now and then, a glimmer of lamplight could be seen, and occasionally the roars of beasts and cries of birds could be heard. The only thing missing was any trace of human presence.
Within Jade Void Palace, He Mu and Fang Huayin had yet to return from their travels, while Great Green Root was utterly absorbed in a game. In the vast Daoist Temple, only Meng Qi sat upright in the main hall. Behind him stood a towering statue of Yuan Shi, a Glazed Lamp burned brightly, wisps of lotus fragrance drifted from his nose, and cool breezes curled through the air.
His eyes were half-open and half-closed. The true spirit illuminated by his Wisdom Light of True Nature had long since transcended the Real Realm, dwelling in the boundless heights and looking down upon all directions. Everything he saw was folded and distorted, utterly different from what one could see through the normal "mode."
This was the perspective of a legend!
His body was like an immortal realm, covering the entire universe. Meng Qi's Spiritual Sense spread outward, staining more and more universes.
Yet the number of universes was infinite, each like a bubble upon the Sea of Chaos. To imprint them all, the "Other Self Mark" would naturally appear with the birth of a universe or the splitting of a Time-Space Shard, but there was also a relatively long process of cultivation.
At the same time, the universes, grotto-heavens, fragments, and worlds that had already left behind an "Other Self Mark" still had to deepen their connection and increase their harmony, allowing them to gradually mature to the point where they could mobilize galaxy-level power.
These were the two major aspects of cultivating toward