Chapter 1003 – Exist or Perish, the Bottom of the Well or Its Mouth? (2/2)

He gazed at the night sky, thinking of these questions that people would often laugh at but would still carefully ponder.

There were no clouds or fog in White Emperor City tonight. His view was unobstructed, allowing him to see far, to see many stars.

Chen Changsheng's spiritual sense departed his body, floating into the sea of stars. It floated past the star that was sputtering star radiance, past the star with countless spiraling arms, avoided that star sprouting two bright wings, and continued forward. Finally, he went past that invisible crystal wall to the periphery of the sea of stars.

Only when cultivators were fixing their Fated Stars could their spiritual senses travel so far. Normally, cultivators could only sense the existence of their Fated Stars, but they would find it extremely difficult to reach them again.

But this rule had no use on Chen Changsheng, just like how that invisible crystal wall could not keep out his spiritual sense.

Perhaps it was because his spiritual sense had originally come from the other side?

A red star quietly floated in the night sky, brimming with a passionate energy. Its surface was so calm that it seemed like it could experience the passage of millions upon millions of years and not change.

This was his Fated Star.

Chen Changsheng's spiritual sense did not fall upon his Fated Star.

This star was real and was the one closest to him, but he would forever be unable to reach it. Thus, this was the vapidest of realities, one which was liable to make him sad.

He did not want to be sad, so his spiritual sense continued forward, appearing somewhat cold.

Ultimately, his spiritual sense went beyond the sea of stars.

Far away, on the other side, he could see many more stars like the twinkling lights of a city.

Was the Sacred Light Continent there?

He wanted to go and see.

Ever since he had learned of his illness at the age of ten, the only thing he had thought about was surviving.

On that rainy night, the Tianhai Divine Empress had recast his meridians, eliminating his predestined fate. He could live past the age of twenty, could live for many more years.

From that moment, he naturally could begin pondering other questions. Only after wiping away the shadow of death could he truly begin to objectively observe his life.

He naturally wanted to find the origin of his life, find a reason to exist. But the life of tension he had lived the last few years had not left him much time to think.

Only on the night of Bie Yanghong's and Wuqiong Bi's deaths did he truly begin his search.

Between his spiritual sense and that faintly visible sea of stars was an unimaginable vast and cold void, the dark and bottomless abyss.

The black void was even more formless than the spatial wall, so he could not pass through it. It didn't even seem to exist, so how could he overcome it?

Chen Changsheng gazed into the center of the black void and suddenly had a very strange feeling.

He felt like he was standing at the mouth of a well and peering into its depths.

But he also felt like he was standing at the bottom of the well and gazing up at the night sky.

Just which feeling was right? Which one… was real?

No one knew how much time had passed.

Chen Changsheng drew back his spiritual sense.

He was still sitting on the wooden porch. His gaze no longer wandered. It remained fixed on the gray wall, but it was also looking at many other places.

The sea of stars made one feel serene, and that black void could make all cultivators sense their insignificance, assisting them in wiping away the stray thoughts in their Dao hearts.

Footsteps came from behind him.

Xuanyuan Po walked up and sat down beside him.