'There are plenty of things in the world that contain positives and negatives, and it's especially so for the Undying and Imperishable World. 'This is because the Candle Dragon's desire is to devour the Nine-Headed Dragon. It's just as it said in the past. If the universe has a Candle Dragon, then why should there be a Nine-Headed Dragon …
'This is the legacy of the Candle Dragon …
'But it's clear that this Candle Dragon has never devoured a Nine-Headed Dragon before, that's why … this Undying and Imperishable World is not perfect. Besides, it's already dead, and even its will is frozen in opening this world to suck me in. If that's the case, then it means that this Undying and Imperishable World is not complete!
'There's a huge flaw in this place, and this flaw is the Candle Dragon's regret. It's also the so-called fusion that is revealed in this place!
'In truth, there's no true fusion here. It doesn't matter whether it's lightness or heaviness, speed or slowness, pressing down and seizing, all of these are imitations of the Candle Dragon in the Undying and Imperishable World!' A brilliant light shone in Su Ming's eyes as he lifted his head to look at the gray sky.
'Fusion is the source of the Undying and Imperishable World. It's also the true reason why the Candle Dragon created this world! "He once said that he had devoured ninety-seven World Planes. Then, could it be explained that the Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World was formed by devouring other World Planes, and it was used for the Candle Dragon to gain an epiphany and fuse with them, so that one day, he could devour the Nine-Headed Dragon and fulfill the mission and desire of his race, which had lasted for countless years …"
'The only way to leave this place is for me to have the power to shatter this world and force my way out! 'Or … I need to understand and truly fuse with them!'
'But what is my fusion..?' Su Ming mumbled. As he looked at the gray sky, a dazed look appeared in his eyes.
'Life and death …' Light gradually appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, thirty years had passed. During them, Su Ming sat cross-legged and did not move. He was still thinking and trying to gain an epiphany. He was immersed in a strange state, and an ancient air gradually appeared on his face. The air of time slowly appeared on his body.
More white fog appeared around him. This was formed after the undying souls that had tried to devour Su Ming died.
That white fog continuously attracted more undying souls to him. However, the instant these undying souls got close to Su Ming, their bodies would immediately explode with shrill screams and they would turn into white fog before they died.
They continued waking up and dying around Su Ming. The cycle repeated itself until it turned into a cycle.
"Hundreds of thousands of reincarnations, the alternation between death and awakening, it is very easy for one to comprehend the traces of birth and death. However, whether it is life or death, in this Undying and Imperishable World, there is no true meaning to life, and no true meaning to death...
No matter how much I experience, it's just like a dream. When I wake up from the dream, everything is like an illusion … This isn't my fusion. " On the day thirty years later, Su Ming opened his eyes and shook his head. He lifted his right hand and casually swung it outwards.
With it, the thick white fog immediately spread outwards, and only when it spread one hundred thousand feet away did it stop. At the same time, Su Ming might still be sitting cross-legged, but the area around him seemed to be distorting. It was as if his body could be seen, but his senses told him that the place where he was was empty.
Before long, the awakened undying souls were born one after another. These undying souls did not pounce on Su Ming as they usually did, as if they could not see him. Instead, they left in a daze, and gradually, no more undying souls were born around Su Ming.
Even if there were some who passed by this place, they would float past him as if they could not detect his existence.
Time passed, and another twenty years went by. During them, Su Ming never stopped thinking.
'Lightness and heaviness … Speed and slowness, pressing down and seizing … These are all differences in nature. I learned them from others during the countless reincarnations I went through. They don't belong to me … The reason why there are these two opposites in this place must be related to the ninety-seven worlds the Candle Dragon devoured … This isn't my fusion.
'My fusion wants to completely belong to me …' Su Ming mumbled.
'Just what is it?' Su Ming closed his eyes. He had been thinking about it for fifty years, but he still did not obtain an answer. At that moment, in the midst of his confusion, he gradually immersed himself in his memories. As he looked at them, the scenes in them gave him a feeling of unfamiliarity. After all, he had gone through hundreds of thousands of reincarnations in this place, and an unknown amount of time had passed by.
As he watched, he saw himself bringing a young man and a young woman whose names he had forgotten into the World of Nine Yin. He arrived at the Candle Dragon's burial ground, entered the Candle Dragon's body, and saw the black-robed old man.
The scenes related to the World of Nine Yin flashed past his mind, and he saw a rather familiar mountain range. That was his cave abode. There was also Hong Luo, Di Tian, and … the ninth summit.
His memories continued flowing into his mind. He returned to Han Mountain City from the ninth summit, then from Han Mountain City … to Dark Mountain.
He would never forget the things that had happened in Dark Mountain. His elder, Bei Ling, Wu La, Lei Chen, Shan Hen, and … Bai Ling.
'These are my past.' As Su Ming remembered them, grief rose in his heart, but the soul had no tears. If it had tears, they would have fallen at that moment.
"The most precious things in my life are Dark Mountain, the ninth summit, and my past … What I want to protect is also Dark Mountain, the ninth summit, and my past …" Su Ming whispered softly.
"I can no longer change everything in the past. It's buried in my memories, in my years, in my palms, and I'll never forget it … This is the positive side of my life!"
Su Ming opened his eyes swiftly. They were dull, but profound, as if they contained the universe, the sun, the moon, and the universe.
'Positive and negative. Positive represents what I've gone through, and negative represents the continuous change. If my past is the positive side of my life, then the negative side of my life … is my future!' Su Ming remained silent for a moment. His gaze fell on the vast world in the distance, and a dazed look appeared in his eyes.
In that daze, he seemed to see himself bound by chains in a black swamp in an abyss. There were nine black dragons in the swamp spitting out black fog at him. There were several people in the sky above him, and they were looking at him with wariness and aloofness. He did not say a single word and only stared at them quietly.
In his daze, the scene changed once again. He saw himself with a head full of purple hair standing at the highest point and looking down at the ground coldly. There were countless lives kneeling on the ground and worshiping him.
The scene changed once again. He saw himself lying on an altar with golden needles all over his body. A large amount of smoke spread out from his body and was absorbed by the thousands of people sitting around him. As they absorbed the smoke, delight appeared on their faces, and it was a stark contrast to his own face, which was contorted in pain.
The scene did not end there. It changed once again, making it difficult for Su Ming to know whether all of this was just an illusion in his daze or whether it truly existed.
He saw himself once again. He had a head of long red hair and was dressed in a long white robe. His eyes were lonely, and there was a hint of grief on his face. His hands were stained with blood, and his murderous aura surged into the sky. It was as if he had killed billions of souls.
He stood in a world filled with sparkling stars in the darkness. Around him … were an endless amount of corpses … and he was the only one standing there. He threw his head back and let out a shrill roar that caused the world to shatter into pieces right before Su Ming's eyes.
That roar contained an indescribable grief and an anger that could destroy the world!
Su Ming sat there cross-legged. Cracks appeared in his eyes at that moment, and they crumbled with a bang, turning into wisps of gray fog that spread out. His world shattered in an instant, and it completely disappeared.
It was as if his eyes could not withstand everything he saw in this strange state. At the instant they shattered, Su Ming lifted his head. His eyes were empty, and the world before him was black. It was a boundless darkness.
He should not have been able to see anything in that darkness, but at that moment, he saw …
He saw a thin and frail baby. There was no life force in his body, and he was filled with the presence of death. He saw a man with purple hair. With exhaustion and grief all over his body, he stood there and let out a soundless roar towards the sky.
He saw the entire world and the entire universe crumble as that soundless roar echoed through the air …
He saw the violet-haired man walk towards the baby. He saw them slowly fuse together as they neared. It was as if the grief-stricken man had taken the baby in his arms to protect him, as if he were protecting his own past.
He saw …
"No one else can see the world in my eyes …" Su Ming mumbled under his breath.
In the eyes of a wanderer who had left his home, there was a pair of hands that represented a longing that was carved into his bones.
In the eyes of a lover who had helped each other through thick and thin, there was a pair of hands that represented the eternity of the sun and moon.
In the eyes of a lonely person, there was a pair of hands that represented the increase of palm lines.
In the eyes of a child, there was a pair of hands that represented an unforgettable attachment.
There was a pair of hands where the palm represented the past, and the back of the hand represented the future. If the person did not want to, then the memories in the palm would forever be protected. If the person did not want to, then no one would be able to see their palm lines, and neither would they be able to see their past … The only thing they could see was the back of the hand that was exposed to the world, forever and ever.
There was a pair of hands where the left side represented a baby, and the right side represented an old man. The distance between the two hands, which could grow or shrink, represented the person's entire life.
'The fusion that belongs to me is between the past and the future. I will use my past to make my future stronger, and I will use my future to protect my past …
'When I was born, I did not control my own fate. Once I grew up, I wanted to step on fate … The past and the future fused together to form the present.' Su Ming opened his eyes completely. The shattered emptiness in his eyes turned into calmness.
'This is my fusion. I call it …' A hint of a cold sneer appeared at the corners of Su Ming's lips.
'I call it … Destiny!'
When I wrote this chapter, I felt my blood boil, because there were a lot of people queuing up outside the window to move forward. The voices shouting that the Diaoyu Islands belonged to China made me want to go downstairs and join them.
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