Qian Renxue (61)

Tang Wulin did not answer immediately. He let go of his reliance on the Sea God Divine Power, allowing a wisp of The Void's aura to pierce the protection and touch his body.

The cold in that instant was colder than Absolute Zero. It was the temperature of "nothing." Skin, muscle, bone—everything that existed trembled before that aura, as if it would vanish into nothingness in the very next second.

But just then, the Seed of Existence deep within his soul suddenly bloomed with light.

That light was not intense, but it was incomparably resolute. It did not deny the existence of The Void—The Void was right there, beyond dispute—but it declared: I am here. I exist. I choose to exist. I affirm existence.

"I exist," Tang Wulin opened his eyes and said, word by word, each one driving into reality like a nail. "This is not a question, but an answer. Not a doubt, but a declaration."

The aura of The Void retreated half a step.

Though it was only an extremely slight retreat, though it lasted only for an instant, Tang San caught that Detail. Shock flashed through his eyes—not divine power, not soul power, merely the will to "affirm existence" had actually forced back the Aura of Annihilation?

Cold sweat seeped from Tang Wulin's forehead, and his body trembled slightly. This seemingly tiny clash had cost him enormously. It was not a drain on soul power, but on his "will to exist." But he smiled. It was the truest, most carefree smile he had shown since his soul had been damaged.

"It works," he said. "This path really works."

One month later, Tang Wulin's understanding of the Seed of Existence had grown deeper and deeper.

He discovered that the seed was not unchanging, but growing slowly. Each