The birthplace of the Six Desires Demonic Sound, Guiyan was entering a special and profound state. |
The affairs of the world were full of irony. At the very moment when his true nature was lost, the grand fortuitous encounter that was normally deemed "hopeless in this lifetime" had arrived.
He had lingered in the upper stages of the Stepping Void for many years without making an inch of progress. When all was said and done, it was because he lacked drive himself, sinking into the six desires until he lost his original mind. He was merely lacking the mind of transcendence that should sprout from that original mind.
Reaping the mind of transcendence from the original mind was like piling earth to build a high terrace, stepping up level by level; it was also like a journey of a thousand miles starting beneath one's feet. This path had been stifled by Guiyan himself.
There remained only the single path of "other-transformation"—namely, seizing the foundation of another's transcendence and grafting it onto his own original mind. Yet this path was far too perilous, and with the slightest carelessness, the end result would be a fierce backlash. He possessed neither the courage nor the capability for it.
Yet now, he no longer needed to struggle.
Guiyan's Nine Hidden Demonic Body was burning. This fire was no mortal flame; it was the fire of spirit-burning and essence-dissolving, born when his inner breath and baleful intent cultivation reached the peak, with nowhere further to advance, internally combusting into fire. This fire had reached the extreme of fiery momentum. Had it not been for the change this morning, who could say upon which day this fire would have spread across his entire body, incinerating his form and spirit so that a hundred years of