sinovels Chapter 170 Hongjun Meets Yangmei
Chapter 170 Hongjun Meets Yangmei
Chapter 170 Hongjun Meets Yangmei
Endless spatial dimensions, an unknowable place.
There is no up, down, left, or right here, no clear perception of the passage of time, only countless overlapping, distorted, and ever-changing bubbles of spacetime and dimensional discontinuities.
In this "otherworldly" place, which even the Heavenly Dao order cannot fully cover, a huge willow tree phantom with roots penetrating into nothingness and branches drooping with the light and shadow of countless worlds stands quietly.
The figure of the Great Immortal Yangmei seemed to merge with the spatial willow, appearing incredibly ethereal and transcendent.
The oath ripples from Longevity Mountain, like light refracting through layers of water of varying densities, still managed to reach this dimensional gap and be perceived by Yang Mei.
His seemingly eternal silence was broken, and the willow branches hanging around him swayed slightly, creating ripples in the space.
He did not reveal his face clearly, but a feeling of surprise and appreciation naturally flowed out.
"Zhen Yuanzi————" Yang Mei's thoughts echoed like a hollow valley, reverberating in this dimensional gap. "His ability to slay the universe in the West before already demonstrates his extraordinary foundation and decisiveness in killing."
Unexpectedly, this old fellow Yin Yang has managed to set aside his pride as a Chaos Demon God and take the initiative to form an alliance with him, jointly swearing an oath to the Heavenly Dao.
He was extremely familiar with the Yin-Yang Taoist and knew his temperament well. It was no easy feat to make Yin-Yang make such a choice.
"It seems that this child's understanding of the Great Dao and his construction of his own Dao are far more complex than they appear on the surface."
It must possess immense potential and unique charm that Yin and Yang deem worthy of investment, and even capable of protecting their path in the future.
Yang Mei's thoughts were full of exploration: "The earth bears and evolves chaos—encompassing the way of the earth, and even surpassing the way of heaven."
What a grand ambition! Its goals are probably not much smaller than those of Hongjun, who sought to merge with the Heavenly Dao.
Unlike Luo's disdain and Hongjun's calm calculation, Yangmei's attitude towards Zhen Yuanzi was more of a scrutiny and curiosity towards a "fellow traveler".
He himself seeks absolute freedom and transcendence within the spatial dimension under the order of the natural order.
Zhen Yuanzi, on the other hand, seems to be following a path that is based on a solid foundation, forms its own world, and ultimately encompasses and even transcends order.
Although the paths are different, the will to refuse to be bound and to pursue ultimate transcendence is similar.
"Interesting." A ripple of thought stirred in Yang Mei's mind. "Such a person is worth my personal visit."
Perhaps, by drawing parallels from this path, I can gain some inspiration for my own journey of transcending spatial limitations.
He was not in a hurry to set off. At his level, his actions were always in accordance with his heart and the opportune moment.
However, he has already included "visiting Zhen Yuanzi" in his future itinerary.
This was not for the purpose of forming an alliance or for scheming; it was purely out of interest in exploring the Great Dao and for recognizing a worthy "newcomer."
The three beings who stood at the very pinnacle of the primordial world reacted differently to the establishment of the Longevity Mountain Alliance:
Luo was filled with murderous intent, seeing him as both prey and a traitor; Hongjun calmly plotted, viewing him as a variable to be exploited and a potential partner/trade partner.
Yang Mei, on the other hand, possessed a detached curiosity and a spirit of inquiry.
Their attitude undoubtedly adds more complex and unpredictable variables to the future of the Wanshoushan Alliance.
The grand game of the primordial era has become even more profound and perilous because of the attention of these three individuals.
Time flows on, and the vast wilderness forgets the years.
Since the day the Heavenly Dao witnessed and the merits descended, the Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain seemed to have become a new focal point in the prehistoric world, attracting many eyes invisibly.
The Yin-Yang Taoist was not in a hurry to leave. He remained in the temple and would sometimes sit and discuss the Tao with Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, deducing the wonders of the mutual generation of the five elements and the balance of Yin and Yang.
Occasionally observing the profound mysteries of the innate gourd vine, it was clear that he wanted to take this opportunity to further consolidate the alliance and deepen his understanding of his ally.
However, in these seemingly peaceful days, two extremely obscure yet vast and fundamentally different Daoist principles emerged.
Almost simultaneously, they rose quietly from different directions in the primordial world, all heading towards Longevity Mountain.
One side, from the depths of the clouds and mist of Yujing Mountain in the east.
Hongjun Daoist slowly rose from the futon, his aura, which resonated with the Dao of Heaven, was completely suppressed, as if he had transformed into an ordinary, simple Daoist.
With each step he took, a cloud ladder appeared beneath his feet, and lotus flowers bloomed with every step. It was not as flamboyant as traversing the void, but rather a "transmigration" method that was more in line with the workings of the heavens and appeared more unhurried. It seemed slow, but in fact, it shrank the earth to an inch and was incredibly fast.
His purpose in coming here is to forge connections, and he is even more interested in the Qiankun Cauldron. He needs to maintain a peaceful demeanor and should not be aggressive.
On the other side, from within that endless dimensional rift, the figure of the Great Immortal Yangmei, fused with the willow tree of space, swayed slightly, like a reflection in water gradually becoming clearer and peeling away.
He didn't use any escape light; he simply took a step forward.
This step seemed to transcend layers of spatial barriers, with the void beneath his feet naturally folding and unfolding, propelling him forward.
His actions were elusive and untraceable, a manifestation of the ultimate principle of space, and compared to Hongjun's "following the will of Heaven," he possessed a greater sense of "transcendence."
His trip was purely out of curiosity and a desire to discuss philosophy; he had no worries and acted as he pleased.
Both are top-tier beings among the Primordial Golden Immortals, and their perception of the Qi of Heaven and Earth and the causal relationships has reached a state of perfection.
Although they both tried their best to conceal their auras, when their paths came to an infinite distance in the void at a certain moment, the ripples inevitably converged, just like two pebbles thrown into a calm lake.
Almost instantly!
Hongjun, who was heading towards Longevity Mountain, paused slightly, a clear look of surprise flashing in his eyes that held the birth and death of the starry sky.
He sensed an extremely unique, ethereal, and unpredictable Daoist aura, yet it carried an ancient and chaotic energy. Its spatial mastery was so profound that it allowed its movements to almost merge into the primordial dimension itself. If it weren't for the extremely close distance and the same direction this time, even he would have had difficulty detecting it.
"This aura—is it Yang Mei?" Hongjun instantly understood. "He's also emerged from seclusion? And the direction he's heading—"
Is it also Longevity Hill?
Almost at the same instant, as Yang Mei leisurely moved forward in the spatial dimension, the drooping willow branch also paused almost imperceptibly.
His transcendent thoughts also clearly reflected a magnificent and orderly Daoist rhythm that was deeply intertwined with the new Heavenly Dao, its power as majestic as the embodiment of Heaven's will.
"Hongjun—" Yang Mei's thoughts surged, "Why is he not quietly comprehending the Heavenly Dao and deducing the opportunity to merge with the Dao on Jade Capital Mountain? Why has he appeared here? Judging from his destination—it seems to coincide with my own?"
The next instant, the two powerful beings manifested their forms at the boundary between the void and reality with perfect tacit understanding.
Hongjun still looked like a simple and ancient Taoist, holding a whisk in his hand, his expression calm, his Taoist aura harmonious and integrated, as if he were one with the surrounding world.
Yang Mei's figure appeared somewhat illusory, as if it were formed from countless spatial light and shadows. His face was blurred, but his eyes were clear as a mirror, reflecting the vast world, and his aura was ethereal and transcendent.
The two gazed at each other from a distance, separated by a void that was neither too close nor too far.
There was no tense standoff, nor the pleasantries of old friends reuniting; there was only a mutual scrutiny and understanding of those at the same level.