A heavenly steed galloped through the sky, scattering specks of starlight. Ahead of the rainbow-like bridge, an enormous disc resembling a bright moon was turning insubstantial, transforming into something like a vortex of clouds and mist.
Li Chen sat quietly in the carriage, letting the breeze brush over him. Artificial strands of hair stirred atop his cast-metal mechanical head, brushing against his face beneath its Painted Skin.
He appeared to be staring into space, but he was actually digesting the phantoms he had absorbed earlier.
The rewards from this exploration of the Water Realm-no, it should have been called the Illusionary Realm-had been unexpectedly abundant.
To his delight, Li Chen discovered that those clusters of light contained vast amounts of knowledge and memories from a million years ago. Once he assimilated them, it felt as though he had awakened to everything about them without needing a teacher.
Yet alongside his joy at acquiring these things, he could not help feeling a little uneasy.
After all, doing so was not entirely without negative effects.
I absorbed quite a few memories from them. They seem to have come from the remnants of ancient living beings, things belonging to a world spirit or a Gaia Consciousness.
But I'm a Nascent Soul Cultivator. My Divine Soul is far stronger than those of ordinary living beings, and I have the Intelligent Chip to help organize them, with the Spirit-Particle Memory Meme sorting and storing them. That should minimize the hidden dangers on that front.
The inexplicable knowledge from the Void, on the other hand, is the real danger.
Judging by the information I currently have, it belongs to the information of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and contains remnants of the power of law.
*By the grading standards for spirit materials, these are