"Keep going!"
Lin Fan's gaze was resolute. Whatever lay ahead, he had to experience it himself to know. How could he give up halfway?
At that moment, he drew on the Great Dao outside him, rather than an ordinary Ancient Flame. It resembled symbols of the Great Dao, blazing and brilliant.
The gleaming green Dao Laws were a potent tonic to other living beings, but to Lin Fan in his current state, they were "poison."
They scorched his body and burned his soul, as though millions of insects were gnawing at him and blade after blade were slashing down. The pain was unbearable.
This was not something an ordinary person could endure. Using life as fire to temper himself was almost a road to certain death.
Hiss!
The purest life energy between heaven and earth rippled toward him at his summons, winding around his entire body like clusters of flame.
It was already like this at the very beginning. One could only imagine how much harder it would become. A single misstep could destroy both his body and soul.
"What I'm doing still isn't enough. What is life? The existence of all tangible matter, metabolism, growth and development, and so on."
Lin Fan reflected and drew his own conclusions.
He felt that everything he was doing now seemed to run counter to the profound mysteries of life. Amid his self-destruction, he had failed to apply them properly and made mistakes.
But he was not entirely wrong, either. To understand life, he had to expend a tremendous amount of his life potential. Only with life could there be death, and only with death could there be life.
"Like Willow Mom, turning into a seed and constantly surpassing her former self... Nirvana?" Lin Fan murmured, thinking of the charred Willow Tree in