The Step He Could Not Take
Wind, sun, rain, waves.
Day after day, year after year.
Over the long years, the hard cliffs have been sculpted into unique shapes. The cliff walls are concave, forming caves of varying sizes. Some caves even penetrate directly through the cliffs, connecting to the forests on the other side. The top of the cliffs, however, is relatively flat, covered with a thin layer of soil, and covered with low shrubs and wild grasses.
Standing atop the cliff, with a bottomless abyss below, an endless sea in front, and dense forests behind, you are surrounded by mountains.
The view is expansive, and the sea breeze is howling.
Bai Yushan sat quietly on the edge of the cliff.
His legs were crossed, his back was straight, and his hands were placed naturally on his knees. He wore a simple pair of black shorts, and his upper body was bare, revealing a smooth and explosively sculpted physique.
The sea breeze tousled his black hair, the messy strands dancing in the wind.
He just sat there quietly, watching.
Look at the blue sky and the sea, the clouds rolling and unfolding.
Watching the tide rise and fall, the waves come and go.
His eyes were calm and deep, as if the entire ocean was reflected in them.
More than half a month has passed since we arrived at the coast of the South Sea.
For more than half a month, Bai Yushan would come to the top of the cliff almost every day, sit cross-legged there, and remain motionless from dawn to dusk.
He is feeling.
Feel this land, feel this sea, feel the sea breeze, feel the warm and bright sunshine.
He is searching.
Searching for that faint, almost imperceptible opportunity, searching for that door leading to the Magnetic Field Rotation.
Bi Ji stood not far away, watching the tall figure on the cliff edge, a hint of distress flashing in her emerald green eyes.
In her hands she held a wooden plate with several golden-brown grilled fish and a bowl of steaming fish soup on it.
These days, she delivers the prepared meals to the top of the cliff on time every day.
She slowly walked to Bai Yushan's side and gently placed the plate on a flat stone.
"Xiaoshan, dinner's ready."
Her voice, soft and melodious, carrying the moisture of the sea breeze, rang out clearly from the open cliff top.
Bai Yushan remained still.
His gaze remained fixed on the distant sea and sky, as if he hadn't heard Bi Ji's voice.
Seeing his expression, Bi Ji's distress deepened.
Nothing unexpected happened.
However, Bai Yushan had been sitting on the cliff edge day and night for the past few days, except for eating, which made her feel uneasy for no reason.
He spoke less and less.
His gaze grew increasingly calm.
It was so calm that it frightened her.
Sometimes, she even felt that the person sitting on the edge of the cliff was not a living person at all, but a lifeless stone statue.
Xiaoshan... could he be sick?
Bi Ji felt a secret worry in her heart.
She considered asking, but each time she reached for her lips, seeing Bai Yushan's focused expression, she swallowed her words.
She knew that Bai Yushan was hiding something in his heart.
That matter was very important to him.
It was so important that he could forget to eat, forget to rest, forget everything.
She couldn't bear to disturb him.
But she couldn't help worrying.
Just as Bi Ji was secretly troubled, Bai Yushan finally made a move.
He slowly withdrew his gaze, and then slowly stood up.
A gentle light welled up in his usually calm and even eyes.
He turned his head to look at Bi Ji beside him, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Bi Ji."
His voice was slightly hoarse, yet exceptionally gentle.
Bi Ji paused for a moment.
Then, a bright smile instantly bloomed on her face.
"It's not hard work, hurry up and eat, or the fish soup will get cold."
She quickly pushed the plate towards Bai Yushan.
Bai Yushan nodded, walked to the rock, and sat down.
He picked up a grilled fish and ate it in small bites.
Bi Ji sat beside him, resting her chin on her hand, watching him eat quietly with a satisfied smile on her face.
The sea breeze lifted her long, emerald-green hair, strands dancing in the air, some landing on Bai Yushan's shoulders.
The atmosphere atop the cliff was warm and peaceful.
As Bai Yushan ate the fish, he reflected on the experiences he had had over the past few days.
These days, he has been trying to guide the arrival of the Cosmic Magnetic Field and communicating with the will of this world.
To break through the Magnetic Field Rotation, one must connect one's own magnetic field with the Cosmic Magnetic Field, which has been a step that has always troubled him.
He has already Electric Current Push to its limit of 500,000 volts.
His cells can generate terrifying electric currents by rubbing together at extremely high speeds.
His will, strengthened by Conqueror's Haki, was unwavering and powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth.
But he could never take that final step.
He could not sense that ethereal Cosmic Magnetic Field.
He was even more unable to connect his own magnetic field with the Cosmic Magnetic Field.
Because of the obstruction of some law.
That law, like an invisible shackle, firmly shrouded the entire Douluo Plane, completely isolating it from the power of the universe.
Whenever Bai Yushan pushes the speed of cell friction to its limit in an attempt to sense and connect with the Cosmic Magnetic Field, that law will immediately activate.
A terrifying life-or-death crisis will descend in an instant.
Suddenly, dark clouds will roll in the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder, as if some terrifying being is about to descend.
It was as if attempting to do so would invite boundless Lightning Tribulation tribulation.
The power of that Lightning Tribulation was even comparable to the Heavenly Tribulation faced by Hundred Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
With Bai Yushan's current strength, if he were to be struck by that Lightning Tribulation, he would absolutely die.
He tried many times.
Each time, they were forced to give up just before the Lightning Tribulation struck.
It seems that forcibly drawing upon the Cosmic Magnetic Field has become a dead end.
That law was too domineering and too powerful.
Unless, of course, he possesses the power to break the laws.
But that kind of power would at least require the Magnetic Field Rotation, or even a higher level.
This creates a vicious cycle.
To break through the Magnetic Field Rotation, one needs to connect with the Cosmic Magnetic Field. To connect with the Cosmic Magnetic Field, one needs to break its laws. To break its laws, one needs the power of the Magnetic Field Rotation.
There is no solution.
Therefore, Bai Yushan attempted to communicate with the consciousness of the Douluo Plane.
He thought that since the Cosmic Magnetic Field was isolated by the laws, he would try a different approach.
He attempted to integrate his consciousness into this world, to sense the will of the plane, and to communicate with its consciousness.
If he could gain the approval of the Plane Consciousness, perhaps that law would make an exception for him.
Or perhaps, he can find another path to the Magnetic Field Rotation from the Plane Consciousness the plane.
Unfortunately, it all seemed to be in vain.
This place seemed to be dead.
His consciousness had barely spread out when he found himself in an extremely bizarre situation.