At that moment, Tang Changsheng suddenly came to a realization.
"The Great Dao has no name. The Great Dao has no form. Only by forcing a word upon it do we call it the Dao!"
Its name had been given to it reluctantly, merely so people would have something to call it.
Then what did the Great Dao itself look like? Was it the Sea of Vital Energy Tang Changsheng had just seen...
Or was its true form the countless stars now glittering before him?
A mountain looked like a range from one side and a peak from another; its height and shape changed with distance and vantage point. That was all!
Different cultivation methods and different understandings of the Great Dao made everything appear different.
As Tang Changsheng grasped this, that force had already surged into the stars.
In an instant, the entire group of Stars trembled. Light blazed forth, and the Stars slowly began to turn.
The space they enclosed stood apart, severed entirely from the outside world.
"So this is the truth of the Myriad Forms Spirit-Communicating Array. Only with the stars above the firmament does it become a complete array..."
Tang Changsheng suddenly recalled what he had seen at the Trial grounds when Stars fell like rain: a constellation of crimson Stars swaying overhead, enveloping the whole of Immortal-Fate City's territory and seemingly dividing the world in two...
As the Stars turned, Tang Changsheng could faintly make out that each one was the projection of a True Immortal.
At the heart of the constellation, several great crimson stars shone as brightly as lamps. They represented beings still more powerful, beyond Tang Changsheng's ability to fathom.
"So that's where the difference between True Immortals and Yang Spirits lies..." Tang Changsheng began to understand.
Rumble! Heaven and earth