One hundred thousand years …
Two hundred thousand years …
Three hundred thousand years …
When one million years passed, Su Ming walked quietly through the Vast Expanse that had become a vortex in the cycles of reincarnation. He used all his power to turn it into his divine sense, and he did not miss even a single area. Bit by bit, he carefully searched for their traces in the cycles of life and death.
Gradually, in the midst of loneliness and solitude, Su Ming seemed to have forgotten how to speak and how to make his voice travel. Great fatigue filled his body, but it did not come from his body, because after he reached Boundless Dao Realm, it was difficult for his body to become weak. What he was tired of … was his heart.
He continued searching and was continuously disappointed, but he never gave up, because he knew that once he let go … he would no longer have any hope.
He could only continue searching. Even if the universe died and the Vast Expanse was extinguished, he would continue searching. This was his determination, and it was his path.
During the first one million years, Su Ming walked through the Vast Expanse in search. During the second one million years, he continued searching … He walked past the Harmonious Morus Albas and walked through the cycles of life and death in the vortex. When the fifth one million years passed, the fatigue in Su Ming's heart turned into an oppressive feeling. When grief fused into the depths of his soul, he suddenly came to a halt after searching for five million years in a region of the Vast Expanse.
It was the first time he stopped during the five million years. When he did so, he turned his head around slowly and looked at the Vast Expanse beside him. In the continuously tumbling fog, Su Ming saw a fragment. It was incredibly broken, and it floated in the fog as if it had existed for an unknown amount of time.
As he stared at the fragment, a brilliant light suddenly shone in Su Ming's eyes. He lifted his right hand and seized the air in the direction of the fog. With it, the tumbling fog seemed to be enveloped by a will that surpassed that of the Vast Expanse. It instantly became still, as if it did not dare to move even a single inch. The fragment in it moved and charged towards Su Ming. It floated gently on his palm.
As he stared at the fragment on his palm, a smile gradually appeared on Su Ming's face. It was a very happy smile. It was the first time Su Ming smiled during the five million years of searching.
"Ma … Fei …" Su Ming's voice was hoarse. He had been silent for five million years, as if he had forgotten how to speak, so his words were hoarse and indistinct. He sounded like an old man who had one foot in the grave.
Most of the fragment was made of stone. It was a fragment formed by an endless amount of dust gathered together in the Vast Expanse, which was why it could exist in the vortex, because it was a part of the dust.
However … there was a speck of dust in the fragment … which contained a mark Su Ming was familiar with. It belonged to the girl called Ma Fei, whom Su Ming had met in True Morning Dao World's Worldly Dao Sect.
Even though the woman was not the face Su Ming wanted to find the most … the appearance of the fragment gave Su Ming a confidence that others could not imagine, and it made him even more determined. It made him understand that the path he was taking was the right one. No matter how much time passed and even if he had to search for her for an endless amount of five million years, he would still continue searching.
His obsession was all for the sake of meeting her.
Su Ming held the fragment on his palm gently. When he unfurled his palm, the fragment disappeared. The mottled dust in it was reduced to ashes. Only the mark belonging to Ma Fei floated on Su Ming's palm like a broken fragment of a soul. Su Ming put it away as if he was cherishing it.
After a long while, Su Ming lifted his head. A clear light shone in his eyes, making them look as clear as a child's. He took a step forward, and with determination, he walked down the vortex.
Time passed, and another one million years went by. He searched year after year, sparing no effort to turn all of his cultivation base into his divine sense, and he walked through the cycles of life and death in the Vast Expanse …
Su Ming did not know how long he would have to search for. Perhaps it would take him his entire life. With the long life in Boundless Dao Realm, he would continue searching, just like how Xuan Zang had meditated on the Feng Shui compass for an unknown number of years.
When the tenth five million years passed, Su Ming's expression was practically numb. Some aura of death had started appearing on his body, but it was not because his life was coming to an end. Instead, it was because of his loneliness and solitude in the vast universe. It caused his heart to become deathly still as he continued searching for the source of the fatigue in his heart.
But even if it was deathly still, it could not drown out his search. Even if he no longer used his feet to walk and even if he had been moving forward while sitting cross-legged in the Vast Expanse a long time ago … he still could not bury the anticipation in his heart towards meeting her.
He continued searching, searching, and searching.
When the sixteenth five million years arrived, Su Ming found Ye Wang's mark. Just like Ye Wang himself, the sharp light spreading out from his mark was rather eye-catching. It was the horn on the head of a ferocious beast that existed in the Vast Expanse.
The ferocious beast was lying in front of Su Ming at that moment. Its body trembled. It had only sensed a hint of Su Ming's presence, but it had nearly intimidated it to death.
As he stared at the horn on the beast's head, Su Ming lifted his right hand in silence and pointed forward. When he pulled his finger back, Ye Wang's soul fragment appeared on his palm.
He put away the soul fragment in a treasured manner, then closed his eyes and continued his search.
Time passed, and Su Ming did not know how many aeons had passed. The eight butterflies in the Vast Expanse had spread their wings and overlapped with each other an unknown number of times.
When the fiftieth something of five million years passed, Su Ming shuddered in the Vast Expanse. His eyes flew open, and the brightest light he had seen over the course of countless years shone in his eyes. It was so strong that the entire Vast Expanse roared and trembled, and the eight butterflies stopped moving even though they were still trembling.
An excitement that had never appeared before appeared on Su Ming's face. He slowly stood up, and when he took a step forward, his feet even trembled. His gaze was fixed on … a small white flower growing in the fog in front of him.
That mist was like a curtain of rain, and the little white flower was like a flower in the rain. It looked weak, but it had a unique unswerving determination, as if it was waiting for the arrival of the person it was waiting for.
She had been waiting … for five hundred something million years. She had been waiting for the ferryman who had protected her through the wind and rain by the River of Forgetfulness and brought her to the lone boat.
Tears fell from Su Ming's eyes, but there was a happy smile on his face. He slowly approached the small white flower in the fog and looked at it deeply. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but there was no longer any sound coming from his mouth.
Because he had already forgotten how to speak.
But he did not care about any of it. He smiled happily. His smile might have been soundless, but when it appeared, ripples seemed to have appeared in the entire Vast Expanse. As those ripples spread out, Su Ming lifted his hand gently and lifted the small white flower from the fog into his palm.
The tears at the corners of his eyes slid down his cheeks, and one of them fell on the small white flower. It was like a drop of dew, causing the small white flower to look as if it had also extended its branches and leaves, and it bloomed … with a smile that dazzled Su Ming.
When the branches and leaves touched Su Ming's palm, the gentle feeling was just like the beauty in his memories.
As he stared at the small white flower in his palm, Su Ming's happy smile dyed the cycles of life and death in the Vast Expanse. He … had found Yu Xuan.
He gently put the small white flower into the world in his body and turned the precious thing he cherished into something precious to keep him company. It was just like how it had quietly accompanied the lonely figure in the straw cape by the River of Forgetfulness in the past while it rained under the eaves.
The small white flower in the rain was called Xuan. There was no sadness in her. To Su Ming, this was his persistence and what he cared about. It was as if it had brought sunlight to his life, causing him to find marks in the cycles of life and death in the Vast Expanse in the years to come.
The faces that Su Ming was obsessed with might no longer appear in those marks, but the bits and pieces in his memories of the people who were once passersby had left him. It did not matter whether they were former enemies or strangers who had brushed past him, Su Ming took away all of them as a treasure. At that moment, he no longer harbored any hostility towards any form of life.
He found Su Xuan Yi, the people in the land of Berserkers, the remnants of Divine Essence Star Ocean, Morning Dao Sect's De Shun, his old friends in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos, and the madness in Dark Dawn and Saint Defier.
He found Su Xuan Yi, the people in the land of Berserkers, the remnants of Divine Essence Star Ocean, Morning Dao Sect's De Shun, his old friends in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos, and the madness in Dark Dawn and Saint Defier.
That woman was connected to Chang He's mark. She was his wife, who had died many years ago. When he stared at her, Su Ming discovered that Chang He's wife had always been by his side, but he … had not noticed it when he was alive.
He searched for the marks and walked through the cycles of life and death. After an unknown number of years, Su Ming found his eldest senior brother …
His eldest senior brother's mark was not a speck of dust, but a fighting spirit. It was an illusion, and it existed in the fog of the Vast Expanse. It belonged to a group of ferocious beasts, and it became the pinnacle of their fighting spirit.
The will to fight for eternity!
With the traces he found, hope, and determination, Su Ming walked past a layer of fog. When he moved past it, the fog surrounded him and did not want to disappear. It was as if it did not want Su Ming to leave. There seemed to be mumbling sounds coming from within the fog, as if it wanted to say something.
Su Ming stopped and lowered his head to look at the fog beside him. After a long, long time, a focused and affectionate look appeared in his eyes.
He found Fang Cang Lan. She … was the fog. Or rather, Fang Cang Lan had found him.
He took away the fog and Fang Cang Lan, and the anticipation in Su Ming's heart grew stronger. However, in the midst of it, Su Ming had long since come to understand … that on the day the world was activated and all the marks turned into Brands of life, he would reappear …
From then on, he would watch it quietly.
This was not a predestined destiny. It was the price Su Ming had to pay for his Dao. It was the path he chose, and it … was different from Old Man Extermination.
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