What was Three-Party Void Primordial Energy?
Filled with doubts, Ghost Aversion staggered up onto the riverbank. The river had overflowed its embankments, turning the whole area into a muddy bog, yet wherever he stepped, the ground seemed as if it had been scorched by fire—dry and hard.
His current condition was rather abnormal. All sorts of strange information had suddenly appeared in his mind, while his original memories and thoughts also came flooding in. Yet compared to that information, they seemed vague and unreal, as though separated from him by a layer.
He also knew that this body differed from before, and that his own circumstances had changed even more. Yet whenever he tried to determine exactly how, everything remained hazy, as if he were trapped in an unreal dream—like the mystical "transformation of things" of the Profound Gate: did I dream of being a butterfly, or did the butterfly dream of being me?
He muddleheadedly walked for over a dozen li. The sound of the river gradually faded, and he entered a stretch of fields, startling up a chorus of frogs. Then a hundred insects answered, croaking and chirping without end. From afar came the ethereal cry of cicadas, and it was this cicada song that made Ghost Aversion abruptly halt.
The blurred will hidden within the chaos was like rain washing in the wind; the mist dispersed, revealing its true face.
Within his mind palace, a jade cicada about an inch long appeared. Its color was dark yellow, its luster gentle and warm. Its wings were half spread, as though it were about to emerge from the cracked shell beneath it, yet also as though it had been forever frozen in that instant.
This was the Dao Intent Jade Cicada.
It was neither a projection nor an illusion,