Within Daoist Temple, everything is silent.
There was only the rustle of the wind blowing through Bamboo Leaf and the gurgling sound of the distant stream.
This is the quietness that Gu Changqing is most familiar with and loves the most.
But today, in this quietness, there seems to be more A Trace... too pure "emptiness".
Gu Changqing was lying on the recliner, maintaining the original posture without raising his eyelids.
He subconsciously recited something silently in his heart.
"Sign in."
A void.
There is no more that familiar "ding" sound, no more that cold mechanical sound, and no more the flow of information that floods into my mind after a successful sign-in.
Nothing.
It's like throwing a stone into a dry well and hearing no A Trace echo.
Gu Changqing's breathing paused for half a second.
An unprecedented, faint sense of sadness emerged from the bottom of my heart.
How long had it been since he had experienced this feeling?
Can't remember clearly.
Since he came to this world, the system has been symbiotic with him like a shadow. It is like the most accurate alarm clock, reminding him every day that a new day has begun. It is like the most knowledgeable library, explaining everything in the world to him. It is more like a treasure house that will never be exhausted, providing him with all kinds of incredible rewards.
He has long been accustomed to its existence.
I'm so used to it that I even regard it as a part of my body.
Now, this part has been suddenly "cut off".
Gu Changqing slowly opened his eyes, raised his right hand, and spread it in front of his eyes.
The sun shines through the cracks in Bamboo Leaf, casting mottled light and shadow on his palms. The palm lines are clear, and each one seems to contain some mysterious truth.
But this hand seems a little different today.
It became... incredibly "real".
In the past, although he knew that this body belonged to him, he always had the feeling of seeing the world through a layer of frosted glass. He knew that he was strong, but this "strongness" would always have a systematic and data-based definition.
[Mythic Great Luo].
These four words were like a label attached to him.
Now, the label has been removed.
Is he still him?
Gu Chang-Changqing's eyes moved from Palm to the tea cup on the stone table.
The tea has gone cold.
A thought came into his mind.
"Hot."
The next moment, the water in the tea cup did not boil or emit steam.
Instead, every water molecule in the cup and its internal particle motion are instantly accelerated to a precise threshold.
The tea, in an instant, went from cold to warm enough to taste in your mouth.
The whole process is silent and does not leak any energy of A Trace.
This is not Divine Ability, nor is it Law.
This is... definition.
He thought water should be warm, so the water became warm.
Gu Changqing was stunned.
He looked at his Palm again, and then slowly tightened his grip.
He could feel that under the skin, muscles, bones, meridians, billions of cells... every smallest unit contained enough terrifying power to Creation the entire world.
And this power does not come from the system or sign-in.
It... has always been here.
It is himself.
The system never "gave" him power.
It is just like an enlightenment Teacher. When he was still weak, it used "check-in" and "reward" methods that he could understand to guide him little by little to "unlock" the essence he possesses, which is called "Mythic Great Luo".
It's like a translator.
Translate the "Tao" that Gu Changqing himself cannot describe in words into the "property panel" and "system functions" that he can understand.
Now, he has already learned this "language" and has even become the "language" itself.
This translator naturally has no meaning of existence.
"It turns out..."
"It wasn't the system that made me Mythic Great Luo."
"It's because I am Mythic Great Luo, so there is such a system to guide me to understand myself."
This thought, like a thunder of creation, exploded in Gu Changqing's Sea of Consciousness!
The biggest mystery about his own existence that had troubled him for many years disappeared at this moment.
He is no longer "Transmigration who owns the system Gu Changqing".
He is Gu Changqing.
He is Mythic Great Luo.
He is the Tao.
Boom!
With the clarity of his mind, an indescribable, absolutely free will that broke free from all Shackles burst out from his body!
This will did not destroy anything, it just swept across Daoist Temple.
Every particle of dust, every piece of Bamboo Leaf, and every wisp of wind in Daoist Temple is endowed with the attribute of "absolute" at this moment.
Their existence has become stronger than Heavenly Dao Law.
Gu Changqing slowly closed his eyes, and a faint smile came from the heart on the corners of his lips.
He completely let go of the unconscious "restraint" on his own power that originated from the system in the past.
Then, his perception was like a flood that broke a bank, towards the entire Primordial World, towards that piece of Supreme Star System, towards the endless Chaos...
Stretching away infinitely.