There was no resistance. The layer of searing liquid light on the surface parted on its own, opening a gap.
He could enter.
Chen Hao did not hesitate.
His Divine Sense passed through the layer of liquid light on the heart's surface and entered its interior.
His field of vision suddenly opened up.
The space inside the heart was far larger than it appeared from outside. Folded space. He knew that feeling all too well.
The interior had been folded an unknown number of times. Unfolded, its actual volume might have been vaster than the entire Solar System.
It was filled with light.
Not light of a single color, but countless colors, each representing a Great Dao law. But these were no ordinary laws.
Chen Hao's Divine Sense traveled among those lights. Gold, silver, cyan, scarlet, black, white. Hundreds of colors. Thousands.
His perception drew close to one silvery-white ribbon of light.
Space.
It was the Space Law, but it was far more profound than the Way of Space he had once merged with.
Compared to the one before him, the Way of Space he had merged with was like a tributary beside an ocean.
This was not a Great Dao law.
This was the origin of a Great Dao law.
The Way of Space he had touched through ten thousand years of cultivation was merely a tiny stream branching off from this source.
And here, the source itself was right here.
Chen Hao's Divine Sense moved away from the Space Origin.
He looked beside it. Another ribbon of light. Time. Deeper than space, flowing more slowly.
Beside that was karma. Dark gold. Tugging at countless invisible threads.
Farther away were life. Death. Fate. Reincarnation.
And there were more. Far too many to count.
Three thousand? No. Far more than