Since Yuan Tianying attained the eighth rank, she had never lost her composure so badly.
Her body was awake now, yet her soul seemed to still be beyond the ninth heaven. Above all, what she had just experienced had been profoundly wondrous.
Even for an eighth-rank cultivator, those experiences were too intricate and sublime, delivering a tremendous shock to her soul.
They said cultivation was like the Great Dao. Her recent experience had been like traveling along that long, endless road—watching chaos divide into yin and yang, watching yin and yang transform into heaven and earth, watching all things come into being...
Upon that endless road, Gao Xian had been her only fellow traveler. Though there had been no feelings between them, the bond of having walked the same path together surpassed any love or hatred, engraving itself deep within Yuan Tianying's soul.
When Yuan Tianying looked at Gao Xian again, she felt an incomparably deep sense of closeness. He was her sole companion upon the boundless Great Dao!
Gao Xian could well understand Yuan Tianying's feelings. He felt something similar himself. The difference was that he had led the entire process and knew every detail of it.
The gathering of yin and yang just now, simulating the transformations between the innate and acquired, had left an indelible brand upon Yuan Tianying's soul. That brand carried a powerful, intense imprint of his own soul.
Conversely, his soul bore no imprint from Yuan Tianying. His soul was simply too powerful, excluding all superfluous sensations and emotions, retaining only his insights into yin and yang converging and the innate transforming into the acquired.
Throughout this union of yin and yang, Yuan Tianying could only be considered a catalyst. What truly mattered was the Heavenly Demon King of Self-Manifestation she had summoned.
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