605: First Clash

The evolution of the Origin Wind took longer than Lin Hui had imagined.

But what comforted him somewhat was that the Existence Force could accelerate this process through burning.

In the Black Domain.

Lin Hui floated in the center of the war zone, and fell silent after Yi left.

Time flows slowly.

At first, he was still able to calculate the flow of time, but later, he completely lost consciousness.

Aside from briefly diverting some of his attention to gather Xia Si and Lin Yuexiu, whose lives were nearing their end, he made no further moves.

Without the direct leadership of Clear Jade Mountain, the vast surrounding area gradually slipped out of control, making division inevitable.

Lin Hui no longer showed up. His disciples and grand-disciples had limited talent and were also tied up with other things. Clear Jade Mountain still existed, but it gradually split into more than a dozen small branches. Each of them claimed to be the true successor of Clear Jade Mountain and recruited disciples from outside.

They are still Clear Jade Mountain Clear Jade Mountain, but only those who have mastered a portion of the techniques and traditions.

The Wind Lord War Zone remains, but Wind Energy is gradually disappearing.

Only the increasingly thinning Disaster Energy the Wind Disaster remained.

Surprisingly, the Wind Disaster was slowly receding, leaving behind what was once a huge war zone, now resembling a giant hole that occupied a large area.

What's incomprehensible is that the fire hazards caused by Wind Energy still exist in the war zone.

The Wind Energy has clearly disappeared, and the Wind Disaster has clearly receded.

Therefore, this area is still referred to as the Wind Lord Domain by the surrounding cultivators, and they try to avoid entering or leaving it as much as possible.

Time marches on.

Many world spheres slowly emerged around Clear Jade Mountain.

As time goes by, the spheres begin to merge, grow larger, then age, split, shrink... and finally disappear.

The rise and fall of the world's planet has led to a gradual reduction in the types of resources available.

As resources gradually became scarce, the sects that had split off from Clear Jade Mountain began to relocate and move away.

The original Clear Jade Mountain Resistance Army alliance gradually turned into wasteland due to the disappearance of Wind Energy, the spread of the surrounding Source Disaster, and the departure of people.

In a trance, the world sphere appears, grows, ages, splits, and eventually dissipates, repeating this cycle again and again.

Even the core area of Clear Jade Mountain gradually became deserted, and no one came to worship anymore.

There were no more traces of human habitation here. Only the Source Disaster raged, rampaging through everything in its path.

Swoosh.

Outside the Wind Lord Domain, a streak of azure light, like a shooting star, flashed rapidly as it approached.

As it got closer, the meteor gradually slowed down, revealing its true form.

It was a strange spaceship with a disc-shaped front and a rectangular back.

The spaceship was entirely silver, with numerous tiny windows on both sides.

Through the window, sparse figures could be seen faintly inside.

Inside one of the windows, slightly towards the back.

A woman with delicate features and an elegant demeanor, wearing a dark green dress, gazed at the fleeting scenery outside the window, seemingly lost in thought.

"What's wrong? Is this your first time here?" A blue-haired man sitting next to the woman asked softly.

The man was handsome, carrying a black longsword on his back, wearing a blue and white Daoist robe, and had a dashing demeanor.

"Hmm... I'd always heard that this place was dangerous and chaotic, so I rarely came here." The woman nodded.

"It's not really chaotic. This is my hometown, and my family has lived here for generations." The man smiled. "As long as you don't go to the Wind Lord Domain, the rest of the place is fine."

"But I heard that your Qingyue Sect originated here. Back then, you fought and clashed here, and because you suffered heavy losses, you had no choice but to flee to Mengshen Domain to avoid disaster?" the woman asked.

"That's one explanation, but the core issue is that resources here are dwindling, forcing everyone to relocate," the man chuckled. "Speaking of which, do you know where our Qingyue Sect originated?"

I don't know...

2

"It's in the deepest part of this Wind Lord Domain, in a place called Clear Jade Mountain," the man said. "Our ancestor, after branching off from Clear Jade Mountain and acquiring considerable resources, established his own sect, regarding Clear Jade Mountain as the source and himself as a subordinate branch. This sect spread and flourished in the outer regions for tens of millions of years. Finally, due to the scarcity of resources, it split again. One part went far away, forming the second split, which is our Qingyue Sect; the other part ventured into the void, and their whereabouts are now unknown."

"I've heard of this history. The founder of our Jiulin Merchant Alliance was originally from the Seven Emotions Merchant Alliance. Later, the Seven Emotions Merchant Alliance collapsed due to the death of the Seven Emotions Star Lord, and everyone went their separate ways." The woman nodded.

"Your lineage hasn't been interrupted, that's truly impressive. Many of the records we left behind are now lost. It's said there was once a rival alliance, the Rongchang Star Alliance, but it completely collapsed after its leader disappeared," the man continued. "In this world, nothing can escape the erosion of time; the years flow by..."

"Let's not talk about that anymore. By the way, the year-end assessment is coming up soon. Have you memorized all the key points?" the woman changed the subject.

"Hmm, almost done." The man took out a thick brown notebook from his bag under the seat.

There is a simple black symbol similar to the Chinese character Lin on the notebook.

"What is this?" the woman asked, noticing the black symbol.

"This is a simplified symbol for the Growth of All Things in physical energy science. There's also a simplified symbol for the Decrease of All Things at the end, which is on the last page of my notes," the man explained.

Swoosh.

The spaceship sped past a rolling red world sphere.

On the back of the sphere, a handsome man dressed in a white Daoist robe with a dark gold longsword hanging at his waist sat cross-legged, his eyes deep and dark, containing nothing.

"This was destined."

Another indistinct, black-clad humanoid figure suddenly appeared in the void to one side.

"How much time has passed?" the white-robed man asked calmly.

"Five billion years," the blurry humanoid figure replied.

"... The white-robed man slowly rose. The Seven Emotions Merchant Alliance is gone, and Rongchang Star Lord is dead. Clear Jade Mountain has crumbled in such a short time. I once thought I would build a great sect with an enduring legacy..."

He was Lin Hui, who had only recently emerged from seclusion.

"You'll get used to it," the blurry humanoid figure said calmly. "Our bonds are destined to diminish; such things are inherently short-lived. Anything that is not constant is destined to return to nothingness."

Lin Hui didn't reply, but simply flashed away.

The next moment, he was gone from where he was, and appeared in a desolate purple mist.

After the Heart Source Demon Palace was renamed, the sign for the Clear Jade Dao Palace is now blurred and illegible.

The steps in front of the gate were already covered with cracks. Fortunately, the Dao Palace's self-circulating formation was still intact, but the people inside were gone.

Lin Hui stepped into the hall.

Fusheng remained asleep in the empty chair in the middle, while Heavenly Demon had long since lost his breath.

A thought struck him, and he reached out and grabbed at the air. Instantly, countless distorted halos of light, like ribbons, were pulled out and flowed past his eyes.

These halos reveal the cultivation life of the former Formless Heavenly Demon, who had taken human form, and the disciples of Clear Jade Mountain.

At first, Xia Si and Lin Yuexiu would occasionally come and go from the palace to chat with the Heavenly Demon.

But as time went by, Xia Si was gone, and one day Lin Yuexiu suddenly stopped coming.

The Heavenly Demon was left all alone. After staying there for tens of thousands of years, he finally chose to leave.

From then on, the entire Daoist palace was deserted and no one lived there anymore.

Retracting his hand, Lin Hui let the lingering shadow of time he had been pulled out return to its original position, then turned to look at the blurry human figure that had followed him in.

What are you doing here?

"I have nowhere to go," Yi Ping said calmly. "Above the True Heavenly Venerable level, only you and I have achieved this. Others cannot even see me. Because my essence has become one with change, those who have not reached this level will only be unable to hear or see me, and all their senses will fail."

"... Then you're truly pathetic." Lin Hui remained silent. He understood; Yi himself was change, and this endless change was himself. Therefore, if one couldn't fully accept all the changes, one couldn't truly discern the information he was giving from countless variations.

This is somewhat similar to taking a color blindness test, except it's much more difficult. It requires a person to clearly and consistently identify the outline that makes up a person amidst countless changing colors.

"Since you're alone, why not take action to reverse everything?" Lin Hui asked again.

"Everything around me has been in a cycle for far too long. Besides, the others are too weak; even if they were to revive, they wouldn't be able to see me, so reversing it would be pointless," Yi Jingjing replied.

"I'm not ready yet... I still need company, I still need everything I used to know."

Lin Hui answered softly.

Suddenly he pointed.

On the first floor of the Dao Palace, Fusheng's skeletal body suddenly trembled.

A faint glow appeared in his Void Hole eye sockets.

"When you resurrect him, you will need to kill at least tens of millions of innocent lives and extract the original particles from their bodies and souls. Is it worth it?" Yi asked.

"It's worth it for me. As for killing him, I copied him, added an exact replica of the particle, and stuffed it back in. He won't die." Lin Hui withdrew his hand, watching as Fusheng slowly regained his senses.

"The Growth of All Things is indeed different." Yi paused. Although he could also copy particles and put them back, he could not guarantee that they would be exactly the same. Because of the continuity of spacetime, his so-called copying was still robbing Peter to pay Paul, a chain reaction of drawing particles from more individuals to copy.

Only by Growth of All Things, mastering the Void Life, and mastering the Origin Wind, can one truly create something from nothing. This is the most basic creation from nothing for primordial particles; other similar methods cannot achieve the most basic increase of primordial particles.

Before long, Fusheng slowly regained consciousness, shook his head, and sat up straight.

"Lin Hui? How could you... I'm not dead, am I?"

He only had eyes for Lin Hui, completely oblivious to Yi standing to the side.

"Can't the dead come back to life? Does Senior Fusheng still remember everything before he died?" Lin Hui asked with a smile.

... Heh... You shouldn't have resurrected me... Everything, everything I had, was fake..."Fusheng a bitter laugh.

"What are you saying, senior? The false you of the past is dead. The current you is someone I personally resurrected from the past. You are a completely new individual. You... have lived for a false past for so long. Now, it's time for you to live for yourself," Lin Hui said calmly.