The Spacetime Path glimmered with light that seemed both black and white, flowing and rippling, its waves shimmering as though they were walking along the seabed in the deep ocean. Most peculiar of all, a dense feeling of Life and Death Impermanence pervaded this place. With every step, it was as if they experienced a cycle from life to death, then death to life, intoxicating their hearts and minds and leaving them with faint insights.
Dai Jikang contemplated it for a long while before opening his eyes. Delighted yet moved, he said, "This road seems to contain the great terror and great mysteries between life and death. Ancestor Tian Xuan truly made a grand gesture."
"If one could thoroughly comprehend the restrictions and workings of this Spacetime Path, perhaps one could create an art that pointed directly to Primordial Spirit." The more Zhan Tang and the other External Dao True Persons experienced this power, the more they realized their own insignificance. Over these past several thousand years, they had only looked on from afar and shrunk back at the Heavenly Tribulations triggered by those True Persons of the Penglai Lower Courtyard. The gap in strength was simply too vast. They could only place their hopes in what Ancestor Zhushan had once said: accumulating Merit could weaken the Heavenly Tribulation.
After discussing it for a while, Dai Jikang smiled. "All right. Although Ancestor Tian Xuan's Dao-proving celebration is three days from now, staying in the Spacetime Path for too long is not good either. Let us proceed quickly."
As he spoke, he swept his sleeve. The Black Flame that flew out wrapped around the dozen or so Spirit Soul and Qi Induction disciples, carrying them deeper into the Spacetime Path. True Person Haori, True Person Ming Xia, Wen Nianxi, and the