Who in this vast world is without sin? Amid the suffering of all beings, who has no desire to live?

Duan Rong sat cross-legged on the Prayer Mat. He glanced at the yellowish animal skin secret manual not far from his feet, but did not open it. Instead, he placed his five centers toward heaven and began forming hand seals.

Chu Wushang sat there, watching Duan Rong's swift and intricate seal-forming technique, and could not help clicking his tongue. He truly could not understand how someone could form seals like that without even practicing them.

Chu Wushang then thought of certain extraordinary people blessed with vast knowledge and an unfailing memory. Texts that others struggled over for a long time without retaining, they could memorize at a glance. Perhaps Duan Rong possessed the same ability when it came to cultivation arts—one glance, and he could thoroughly grasp them, committing them to heart.

Duan Rong was indeed incomparably familiar with those intricate hand seals, for in his perception, he had painstakingly practiced them for years. They had long become as natural as breathing.

Having devoured the artifact spirit of that yellowish animal skin secret manual, Duan Rong found the sect's secret art, the Six Marvelous Mind-Watching Gate, though quite complex, as natural as water flowing into a channel. He passed through the Counting Method, Following Method, and Cessation Method with ease, then used cessation to begin observation and entered the State of Meditation of the Mind-Watching Gate.

Once the State of Meditation stabilized, Duan Rong raised his eyes and looked around.

This was already the second time he had entered the world of the State of Meditation.

He was still seated cross-legged in a lotus pond within the Boundless Sea of Forms. Lotus leaves rose aloft, and lotus blossoms bloomed in full splendor.

The blooming lotuses emitted a faint glow that stretched into the endless distance—green lotuses gave off green light,