The Great Cauldron hummed and trembled as another crystalline drop of Mysterious Dew fell into Yu Ke's dantian.
Thirteen days of arduous cultivation had consumed seven drops of Mysterious Dew.
At this moment, Yu Ke was wrapped layer upon layer in chaotic currents expelled by the Kun Void Cauldron, like a gigantic cocoon.
He sat cross-legged with his head lowered, his aura nearly nonexistent, having already reached the mysterious state of Self and Things Forgotten.
The "martial silhouettes" within his mind first changed from few to many.
Then from many to few, then many again, until all the silhouettes gradually vanished.
It seemed he had forgotten every move.
There were no more moves in his heart!
Silhouettes began to emerge again, until only two remained.
One held crimson radiance in his hand; the other was brimming with Sword Qi.
Heaven-Refining Tribulation Hand and Xie Guan's Nine Swords seemed as incompatible as water and fire.
During the stalemate, the opening words of his family's sword art suddenly surfaced in his mind:
"When chaos had yet to divide, one breath ran through the primordial vastness. In motion, it gave birth to Yang Fire; in stillness, it transformed into Yin Ice."
"Water condensed into Greater Yin, fire shone as Greater Yang; wood contained Lesser Yang, metal concealed Lesser Yin. As for thick earth, it was truly where the four qi harmonized and yin and yang joined in union."
The principles of yin-yang and the five elements struck him like enlightenment poured over his head!
In a daze, the teacher's words from the simulation echoed by his ear: "The apertures conceal divinity... and naturally contain a Heavenly Grotto."
In an instant, Yu Ke's spiritual platform became utterly clear.
He suddenly realized that forcing the two supreme arts to merge had been a crooked path