Within the Great Void, Chu Mo stepped into a wondrous True Realm.
Before him lay a boundless sea of books and mountains of words, with countless volumes drifting through them. There were bamboo slips and silk manuscripts, gold books and Jade Slips, bronze inscriptions, murals, stone carvings...
It seemed every form capable of bearing writing could be found here.
Chu Mo let his gaze linger on a sheet of paper for just a moment longer and felt a faint impulse to turn into ink and spring onto the page. Startled, he hastily withdrew his gaze and bowed to the imposing figure nearby.
"Disciple Youxuan pays his respects to the Dao Venerable."
Yanzhen looked up at him and smiled.
"The twin authorities of life and death are both in your hands. Excellent. You were even faster than Fellow Daoist Zhi Su expected."
Chu Mo lowered his head. "It was all thanks to the society's help. They went to great trouble for this disciple."
"There's no need to claim credit for those fools in the society."
Yanzhen chided them with a smile. "You obtained [Life] yourself. Had that pack of idiots gone looking for it, who knows how long Xuanming would have kept it hidden?"
He paused, then continued, "I summoned you here to caution you about something else. Now that you hold the two Sources of life and death, you already have the foundation for Dao Integration."
Though one Root Origin remained in Xuanming's hands, life and death alone were enough to form a Great Dao of Reincarnation. Dao Integration was not a rigid path that allowed no adaptation; on the contrary, it was exceptionally flexible. As long as the Root Origins in one's hands shared even the slightest similarity, they could be integrated into a Great Dao. Only the degree