Zhang Yan looked at the essence of creation. After he sat on the chessboard, he had a conversation with the ancestors, and the main thing they mentioned was this item.
What was the complete essence of creation? Some people believed that it was the ultimate person.
Regardless of whether this was true or not, if one could see through all the mysteries, they would undoubtedly be able to reach this realm.
However, what he was seeing now could only be considered a reflection of this thing.
The complete essence of creation was perfect and flawless. It was neither moving nor static, and it pointed directly to the grand dao. Everything was under it, and it could be said to be everywhere. Before the essence of creation was broken, cultivators relied on this thing to climb to the higher realms. It could be said that this was a process of gradually getting closer to this thing from the outside in.
In the beginning, cultivators were weak and couldn't see this thing. Only when they reached the higher realms and transcended the world could they sense it.
This reaction was only a reaction to the Dao and not the essence of creation itself, because the essence itself was invisible. For example, when he reached the Spirit Refinement realm, the ball of light he saw was only an illusion created by the interaction between the inside and the outside, not the true essence of creation.
Even when he reached the Great Virtue realm, before he reached the final grand dao, he would only see a part of it and would never be able to come into contact with it.
It was no wonder that the various Great Virtues gave it spirituality back then. There was clearly a deeper level of consideration behind this.
"Since I can't see him, then let him come see me."
However, while the various Great Virtues' idea was not bad, they paid a great price. From their original goal, they had only half succeeded.
They could see the grand dao from the spirit of creation, and the spirit of creation could also use them to help themselves. Thus, the only way was to destroy the spirit of creation and obtain everything. Just Now, they had completed their task.
After thinking through all of this, the essence of creation before him wasn't worth paying too much attention to.
This item might be extremely attractive to the Spirit Refinement realm, but for a Great Virtue like him, it was nothing more than this. Even if it was complete, he would still break it and remove the barrier blocking his path.
Moreover, he dared to say with certainty that if he were to walk in this direction, he would never be able to arrive before that object. Even if he was able to accomplish it, that object would be destroyed because of this.
Of course, the Spirit of Creation had recreated this object in its Divine Will. It might have wanted to throw the three of them, or even itself, into this furnace to fulfill itself. Even if they could not recover the complete essence of creation, they could still merge their Divine Wills into it. These two things were not contradictory.
He took another look at the ball of magnificent brilliance. If he wanted to attract their divine wills, he had to at least display more of the Great Dao's profundities.
He privately deduced that as long as one of the three of them had a flaw in their minds, they would be able to push this thing to change. However, this situation was unlikely to happen.
Not to mention him, the two founding ancestors had experienced a myriad of tempering in order to reach their current level. However, it was difficult for their hearts to be shaken by the current scene. Unless the Creation Spirit displayed the principles it knew and used it to attract them, then perhaps it would have a slight chance of being shaken.
If that was the case, he was willing to experience it.
This contest of Divine Will was completely instigated by the Creation Spirit. If it did not take the initiative to retreat, it would usually not end. However, similarly, as long as they did not get lost here, all the burdens would be completely thrown to them. The more they obtained here, the heavier their burdens would be.
Just as he was thinking about this, the magnificent brilliance suddenly disappeared and turned into an empty space. There seemed to be nothing there, but when he carefully sensed it, it seemed to contain everything.
His heart stirred slightly. The essence of creation in the eyes of every Almighty was different. If there was no mistake, this should be what the Creation Spirit sensed.
He thought about it and smiled. Then, he shook his sleeves and floated over.
At this moment, on the other side, the Creation Spirit was also immersed in a scene that he had never seen before. He had transformed into an expressionless green-robed scholar and was walking in the bustling world. Usually, the living beings in his eyes were just indistinct specks of dust that passed by in a flash, but now they truly appeared in front of him.
His indifferent eyes reflected the people coming and going and the clamor of the mortal world. With a wave of his hand, everything suddenly sped up. The wind and clouds in the sky moved swiftly, and everything in the surroundings also changed rapidly. The river changed its course, the disaster of war and bandits broke out, and the crowd scattered. This place was completely turned into ruins. Then, the flood overflowed, the land rose, the sun and the moon shifted, and the once prosperous land became a wasteland.
The river of time continued to rush forward, and new people came to this place to build a city. Then, they abandoned it. Everything in the mortal world continued to repeat itself, and it seemed that there would never be much change.
When the evolution of the world finally came to an end, everything returned to silence.
However, all of this did not end there.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he had transformed into a baby who was not even a month old. He was being gently held in someone's arms and was gently rocking him. There was a soft hum in his ears. He stared with wide eyes at his parents who were trying to coax him to sleep. He felt the joy of being reborn and the vitality that was radiating from within his body.
Soon, he fell asleep.
When he woke up again, he was already a young man. He got up when he heard the rooster's crow. After drinking a bowl of hot porridge, he picked up the bag that he had already packed. Amidst the greetings of his fellow villagers, and under the earnest urging of his parents, he sat on the ox cart and went out to welcome the morning sun. His heart was filled with the apprehension of leaving his hometown and going to a strange place.
In a trance, the scenery changed, and he became a young man who was studying hard in the night. The shadows of the trees outside the window danced, and gusts of cold wind blew in. He could only curl up his limbs and breathe in to keep warm.
When his wife saw this, she silently put on a coat for him and handed him tea. After drinking a mouthful of hot tea, he grabbed his wife's hands and felt her warmth. His heart was filled with love, and he also had the desire to pass the imperial examinations, bring honor to his ancestors, and even earn a title for his wife.
The scenery changed again. This time, he became a strong man with thick knuckles and a face full of hardships. He was working hard at carpentry.
Every time he took off his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, his mind would be filled with the thought of giving his children a new set of clothes after he got his salary from the boss. Then, he would use the remaining money to buy a new set of jewelry for his wife, whom he had been helping out with through thick and thin hardships. Thinking of this, his exhausted body would immediately gain some strength.
Before the sound of sawing and chopping completely disappeared, he was already walking in the alley with the help of a walking stick. As an old man, his eyes and ears were not sharp, and his reaction to the outside world was abnormally slow. Only when the younger generation came to offer him sweets would a smile appear on his wrinkled face.
After entering the haze under the eaves of a house, he found himself lying on a bed. This was an old and broken body, and his chest did not rise or fall at all. He felt his body aging and decaying like never before, and his thoughts became stiff and numb. Unknowingly, there was a bottomless darkness surging over and completely drowning him.
The love and hate, the sorrow and bitterness, the joy and happiness of the human world, and all kinds of things, all came to an end and returned to silence.
It seemed like an extremely long time, but it also seemed like a short moment. The Spirit of Creation experienced the life of mortals from birth to death, from prosperity to decline. What he saw was not some heavenly secret or truth, but a painting of the world.
Just like how Zhang Yan and the two patriarchs saw the various mysteries of the Divine Will, these things were also reflected back to others.
The Divine Wills of both sides were in the process of blending. No matter which side wavered, it would be assimilated by the other side.
In order to avoid this, the Spirit of Creation only looked at everything from the perspective of a transcendent being. But just like what Zhang Yan had learned, he also had his own gains.
He believed that the endless desire of mortals to improve actually came from fear. Fear of being attacked by the same kind, fear of the Heaven and Earth Weili, and even fear of the cycle of life and death. The more they feared, the more they wanted to fight against powerful forces. It was this fear that pushed the lowly mortals to climb to the top, vainly trying to transcend, and thus solve all the pain and difficulties.
The Spirit of Creation's actions were all natural and followed the Great Dao. If it believed that it could be done, then it would do so, and no human thoughts would be mixed in with it.
But now, he realized that it was precisely because of the complex and ever-changing hearts of Human Path cultivators that they had more opportunities to touch the laws of fate.
After understanding all of this, he first lowered his head. When he raised his head again, there seemed to be a trace of intelligence in his originally indifferent eyes.
This was because he had deliberately added some mortal emotions. This did not mean that he had become a person with a human heart, nor would he do so. He only wanted to add some variables so that he could grasp the thread of fate that could decide the outcome of the battle.
As Zhang Yan walked towards the good fortune essence, layers of marvelous truths were reflected in his mind. The exchange of Divine Wills didn't seem to be hindered at all. He simply rushed in. He didn't accept everything, but only left behind what he could.
At this moment, his mind seemed to have become a stubborn stone. Under the impact of these impure currents, the old color faded, and it slowly became whole and new.
Just as he was about to enter the Creation Essence, he felt his surroundings tremble, and everything around him shattered.
Zhang Yan looked up. Although he had experienced thousands of twists and turns in the Divine Will, in reality, it had only been a moment.
At the same time, the eyes of Patriarch Yao Han and Patriarch Hongho also regained clarity.
Patriarch Yao Han suddenly said, "The Spirit of Creation's Qi activity is a little different."
Patriarch Hongho said, "How can the fusion of Divine Wills not change?"
Zhang Yan nodded slightly. The Spirit of Creation's Qi activity was originally rigid and still, and could be considered emotionless. But now, there was a trace of change. It was no longer cold and indifferent, and it was obvious that it had obtained something. However, it could be seen that its nature had not changed. Of course, as to what exactly it was, he would have to see it in the next battle.
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