The skin touches the tendons in reverse, layer upon layer of "touch," supporting and framing each other, forming a closed loop of Daoist rhythm, and the mind sinks further inward. Qin Yu's gaze suddenly freezes.
That core Touch Abyss Emptiness. He never expected that within the body of the Touch Emanation Beast, there would also be a Primal Touch Abyss. There was no darkness here; darkness was governed by the eye. There was no silence here; silence was governed by the ear. There was no tasteless here; tastelessness was governed by the tongue.
Even the established state of "no sensation" is undefinable and unestablished. Touch has never been born, nor has it ever been annihilated. There is no subject, no object, no direction, no purpose, and no distinction between "who touches whom".
Simply by bringing his mind close to this fundamental realm, Qin Yu's entire being was filled with a vast and ancient aura that spanned countless ages. If he moved even an inch further forward, the Dao of "Touch" would naturally be born and evolve into myriad forms.
But at the Threshold point of birth, all that remained in the world was pure emptiness, without source or origin, without attachment or obstruction, not occupied by any Daoist rhyme or any existence. Qin Yu's mind trembled slightly, and in the next instant, nothing rose from the bottom of the abyss, Formless or change, but Qin Yu's origin was truly "touched" once, it was emptiness that touched him.
Qin Yu's gaze suddenly hardened, unfathomable. Or perhaps, that fleeting opportunity just now was inherently indistinguishable from the boundary of cause and effect. Was it emptiness touching man, or man touching emptiness? The nature that could touch and the realm that was touched had not yet been separated, had not yet been divided. The touch had already occurred, leaving a trace of the Dao.
A profound truth, spoken without Wudao, suddenly dawned on Qin Yu's mind: emptiness is touch. Touch Emanation Beast's head, a boundless membrane slowly rose, barely qualifying as its head. It had no face, no facial features, no eyes, no ears, no nose, no mouth or tongue, only a naturally formed membrane that stretched from the top of the head to the base of the neck, covering the entire body's origin.
The membrane slowly opens and closes; with each expansion, countless subtle tactile sensations arise in the surrounding Sea of Touch; with each contraction, the newly formed tactile environment is absorbed and returns to stillness.
Birth, evolution, return, birth, endless cycle, life after life. In the very center of the membrane, a narrow crack slowly opened, running straight from the top of the head down to the base of the neck. Qin Yu looked into the crack; to the naked eye, it appeared Emptiness, yet his essence precisely touched the true meaning within.
It is emptiness, preceding hot and cold, pain and itching, softness and hardness, transcending all named and defined tactile experiences; it is the most primordial and fundamental foundation of the Tao. Each gentle tremor and opening and closing of the fissure—hum...
The surrounding atmosphere Return to Emanation a single layer, and the skin of heaven and earth thinned slightly, opening and closing once more—hum... In the distance, a cold island suspended for eternity, its entire body filled with clear and cool atmosphere, dissipated in large swathes.
At the edge of the rift, new sensations constantly seep out from the void, absorbed as soon as they are born, and instantly return to Space Silence. Before they are annihilated Return to Emanation, each new sensation leaves behind a final, Ultimate subtle touch of the origin.
Silent and still, without a trace or form, this was the last touch of the origin of "touch" before the tactile sensation ended, a perfect Dao rhythm. Qin Yu instantly understood. This crack running across the head and neck was the mouth of the Touch Emanation Beast. It needed not to swallow, not to gnaw, not to speak. Its supernatural powers and its Dao fruits, from beginning to end, consisted of only one word—touch.
The Touch Emanation Beast slowly raised its hand, and only then did Qin Yu truly glimpse the truth about its limbs: no palms, no bones, no fingertips, no fingerprints, and no knuckles. The so-called five fingers were not flesh and blood, but rather five Pre-Nonbeing extending, inexhaustible primordial boundaries.
The first finger swept across the vast sky, instantly splitting the chaotic void into two realms, separating them. The second finger moved lightly, and the separated voids touched for the first time, giving birth to the first boundary mark.
The third finger crosses the Sea of Touch, leaving no ripples or stagnation, yet it leaves an indelible trail across thousands of miles where it travels. The fourth finger touches the first, and the old and new boundaries merge, giving rise to a completely new realm.
The fifth finger covers the remaining four fingers, and the five fingers overlap in layers, instantly creating countless contact surfaces and countless dividing lines. Its hand is not a physical object, but an extension of the boundary of the Great Dao.
Qin Yu remained calm and insightful. Once this boundary hand touched him, it would not be his flesh and bones that would be shaken, but it would directly touch the very foundation of Qin Yu's existence, touching the self-boundary of "why Qin Yu is Qin Yu".
The same applies to the feet; there are no soles, no toes, no arches, and no heels, only two thick, primordial roots extending downwards and taking root at the core of the boundary between the Sea of Touch and the Touch Abyss.
The first step was completed, and all was Ji Ran and still. Yet, Qin Yu's entire being suddenly subjected to a powerful and heavy primal impact, and the boundless Sea of Touch beneath his feet instantly receded by tens of thousands of feet.
With the second step, another Dao touch landed, and the vast expanse of floating Touch Dust Return to Emanation and vanished without a trace. With the third step, it moved forward. The crisscrossing strands of Touch Threads broke apart and returned to silence. It had never walked on the Sea of Touch; it had always stood within Sea of Touch. Each touch was the Return to Emanation a Dao realm; each step forward was a step thinning of the entire world.
The Touch Emanation Beast moved forward steadily, its form gradually approaching. Qin Yu finally saw its chest clearly. The entire chest and abdomen area was covered with layers upon layers of ancient touch marks, all of which were the indestructible traces left in the world by the Touch-Beast and the Return to Emanation of all Wanyan Ones.
Some are reduced to a broken arc, their Daoist essence incomplete; some have only a corner of their boundary remaining, their Daoist spirit withered; some were once completely torn apart, leaving two Realm Breaking marks that can never be reconnected.
Countless touch marks slowly flowed, touched, separated, touched again, and split again on its chest, repeating endlessly. In the very center of its chest, a hook-shaped, incomplete touch mark stood firmly, particularly conspicuous.
Shaped like a question mark, it was already broken and incomplete. The upper part had long been worn away and Return to Emanation the touch of the Dao over countless years, leaving only the curved remnant of the lower half, which had remained for eternity. Qin Yu did not see it with his eyes, but felt it with his heart.
In an instant, a wisp of ancient, boundless energy belonging to the Great Ancestor swept over his entire being, his Dao Foundation, and his divine soul. "If all returns to silence, may we...?" The Daoist voice abruptly stopped, the words broken and the rhythm incomplete, leaving only a sense of incompleteness.
The last word is incomplete, with only half of the word "Yan" left. This half word has no literal form or concrete image, and can only survive through the ages through touch. Every time Qin Yu touches it with his mind, he can only realize half of the true meaning. The remaining half has long since fallen into the vast void, with no trace to be found or traceable.
An unfinished question, an unfinished heavenly inquiry, lies dormant in the endless ages. The Touch Emanation Beast slowly rotates its body. It has no ordinary back muscles; a huge crack runs straight from its tailbone through its shoulder blade, the supreme projection of the Touch Abyss within its body onto the outside.
Within the rift, there remains pure emptiness, without touch Formless, yet containing the root of all touch. With each opening and closing of the rift, the realm of touch in the entire world dims and Return to Emanation original state. Cold islands melt away, hot islands fade, pain layers sink, and the Touch Wall thin.
As the entire Body-Facultyless Emanation Domain opened and closed with this ancient rift, it slowly returned to its Space Silence origin. Qin Yu stood quietly in the distance, his heart completely clear, and he understood the Ultimate truth of this guardian beast's formless Formless.
Every tangible thing has boundaries. The Touch Emanation Beast itself is a boundary. If it has a fixed form, it means that there is a realm "not it" outside the boundary, and there are things that can be separated. But it exists in all places where contact occurs, and it runs through all the points where boundaries intersect. There is no place in the world that can be called it alone, nor can there be a place that can completely eliminate it.
With one step, Sea of Touch to recede on a large scale; with the second step, it gently landed, and all the tangible objects around it vanished; with the third step, it moved forward, and the thickness of the Daoist aura in the entire Body-Facultyless Emanation Domain silently faded by one layer.
It makes no sound of footsteps; the moment its steps begin, it is drawn Return to Emanation to its own Dao. It casts no shadow; before the boundary between light and shadow and the void can be formed, it is drawn back to the boundary. It has no breath; before its aura can touch the outside world, it is completely returned to the origin of the Dao.
Wherever it goes, all things fade away, leaving only boundaries; wherever it touches, concrete forms dissolve, and all realms return to their origin; in the realm where it exists, the boundary between "I" and "Non-Self" is touched, redefined, and re -Return to Emanation time and time again.
Qin Yu gripped the "Silent Origin Stainless Sword" tightly, his mind focused, not making a move rashly. At this moment, he could no longer discern the exact distance between himself and the Touch Emanation Beast. Distance itself was an invisible boundary, and this boundary that stretched across heaven and earth was quietly touching his existence.
Finally, the Touch Emanation Beast stopped in its tracks, and the boundless Sea of Touch retreated behind it. Thousands of Touch Islands floated in the distant sky, with countless Touch Threads intertwining and fine Touch Dust rising and falling.
A towering Touch Wall stretches across heaven and earth, while a bottomless Touch Abyss coexists within its body and beneath the deep sea. The skin touches, the bones touch, the tendons touch. The Touch Abyss within its body touches, the fissure at the top of its head touches, and the boundaries of its limbs touch.
The broken Heavenly Question on its chest is touched, the Abyss Shadow Crack behind it is touched, all existences are touched; all realms of Dao are touched, but only the Touch Emanation Beast itself can never touch itself.
If one wishes to touch oneself, one must first establish "oneself," and then establish "the self that is touched." With a single thought, there is a distinction between the one who touches and the one who is touched, and thus a boundary is born. And it stands eternally above all boundaries.
Qin Yu gazed at this ancient ferocious beast, and for the first time, he deeply understood the terrifying origin of the fifth Emanation Guardian. In the past, the Evolution-Devouring Beast had devoured all cultivators with cultivation and expertise, but the Touch Emanation Beast before him had transcended external things in its path of slaughter, pointing directly to the root of existence.
As long as any living being in the world retains even a trace of the obsession that "this body is mine," there will be a state of "Non-Self." As long as there is a distinction between "me and heaven and earth, me and all paths," boundaries will inevitably be born. As long as these boundaries do not perish, the Touch Emanation Beast will exist eternally and be present on one's body forever.
It is the boundary that has walked through eternity, the fissure that opens and Return to Emanation perpetual existence. It can trace back to the source of all beings' "self and Non-Self" along the original contact surface, reaching the core of existence and dragging all beings that cling to themselves and guard their boundaries into the eternal Return to Emanation.
This is the Ultimate beast, the Touch Emanation Beast. It has no eyes, yet it is more than capable of seeing. At this moment, it is quietly "gazing" at Qin Yu with the origin of the Great Dao. To be more precise, it is touching Qin Yu, touching the realm of his flesh and blood, touching the realm of his Fate Soul and soul, touching the realm of his thoughts and intentions.
Touching the boundary between the Daoist name "Qin Yu" and all living beings in the world, ultimately touching that simplest, most fundamental, and most unbreakable obsession—I, thud. A deep tremor, not reaching the ears, but shaking the very source.
The Sea of Touch for billions of miles, instantly came to a standstill. All sounds ceased, all touches stopped, and the Touch Emanation Beast did not take another step. It stood quietly in the air, lying between Qin Yu and itself. That invisible, immeasurable, and insurmountable boundary between heaven and earth was clearer and more transparent than ever before, reflecting the Dao Heart of eternity.