He had tried using secret alchemy arts to refine Void Power into his meridians.
He had tried using the power of formations to seal Void Power deep within his dantian.
But every attempt had failed—Void Power seemed to possess a will of its own, refusing to be merged, refined, or sealed.
After Su Ming finished reading the last page, he set down the Jade Slip and closed his eyes.
The Human Emperor's failure did not mean this matter was impossible. He had simply failed to find the correct method.
Su Ming picked up the Jade Slip again, opened it to the first page, and began reading from the start.
This time, he read even more slowly, turning every sentence over and over in his mind as if dismantling a precise mechanism.
At dawn on the fourth day, Su Ming walked out of the Quiet Room and stood on the steps before the main hall, gazing at the sea of clouds to the east.
Sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, stretching his shadow very long.
He held the white Jade Slip in his hand, his fingertips gently rubbing its edge.
Luo Yiyi walked to his side without speaking.
Su Ming did not speak either. They simply stood shoulder to shoulder, watching the sea of clouds slowly surge in the morning light.
"I may have found a direction," Su Ming finally said.
"What direction?"
"In the process of merging with Void Power, the Human Emperor was always adding, constantly trying to use stronger power to suppress it, refine it."
"But perhaps it should be the other way around. Not addition, but subtraction."
Luo Yiyi turned her head to look at him, waiting for him to continue.
"The essence of Void Power is 'nothing.' Using existence to merge with nothing was