An endless torrent came rushing from an immeasurable distance, crashing through Zhang Xiaohua's body without raising the slightest ripple. It ignored his existence and passed quietly through him, then flowed blandly onward into the distance, a distance equally far away... with no end in sight.
Zhang Xiaohua stood dazed within the torrent. Looking at that boundless width and endless length, he was deeply astonished at where he was. Yet immediately afterward, he saw with his naked eyes that every tiny droplet within the torrent contained a lifelike face. Those faces were all doing something, and when those ordinary, unremarkable things reached a certain point, they abruptly stopped before beginning anew, over and over without cease... When Zhang Xiaohua carefully observed several droplets passing through his body and pondered for a long while, realization suddenly struck him. These connected droplets were precisely the cause and effect of certain events. One linked to another, one strung together with yet another, forming such a vast torrent. Who knew how many events and how much cause and effect it contained!
As he was thinking, he suddenly spotted a familiar face within one droplet. Was that not Meng? Yet that droplet was very far away, so he could see only Meng's face, while everyone else was indistinct. Zhang Xiaohua frowned and tried to move, but... though his heart was willing, his strength was lacking. His entire body had not a shred of strength left.
Seeing Meng's face drifting away, Zhang Xiaohua grew anxious. At a thought, his entire form immediately transformed into a huge hand. The movements of its five fingers formed an immensely profound hand seal, and the seal pointed directly at the droplet containing Meng. In an instant, the droplet froze and stopped... But that freezing lasted only an instant. Since that droplet