The vortex expanded and spun rapidly, nearly filling Ruan Yushu's secluded room before shifting from behind her to envelop her completely.
An unfathomably deep and heavy death intent spread forth, interweaving with vigorous, flourishing vitality. The two drew a resonance from Heaven and Earth, "composing" their own respective "theme songs," while existing in a state of mutual intermingling yet distinct separation. It was extraordinarily profound.
The melody was beautiful, immortal music descending from the heavens. Ruan Yushu, whose aura seemed to have solidified, was slightly startled as she listened. Then she forgot worry and sorrow, forgot mind and matter, and entered a state of selflessness.
This melody existed only because of the "world." How many times could one hear it in the mortal realm?
With intoxication in her eyes, she suddenly saw her vision blur. It was as if a familiar figure flashed past, accompanied by the pitch-black, despairing intent of yin death, before plunging into the vortex around her.
The vortex abruptly stalled. Then its rotation slowed, and it rapidly contracted at an astonishing speed.
At that moment, Ruan Yushu suddenly felt a sense of estrangement from her surroundings. The void was no longer real, but seemed like the boundary of a dream, leaving her connection with the outer world hazy and difficult to grasp.
The sense of estrangement vanished in an instant, but the vortex where life and death intertwined had also condensed into the original colorless point, while the Dao melody's tones grew increasingly ethereal.
Within the domain of the Fusang Ancient Tree, there was a leaf resembling a mulberry leaf, bathing in golden flames. The Azure Emperor stood upon it, his figure indistinct. A flash of jade light flickered from his lowered right hand, and the haze melted away.
The connection between him and the "Book