Chapter 12 - Inky Black Wood? (2/2)

A treasure chest right in front of you, but incapable of doing anything but look.

It was incredibly vexing.

However, the Immortal Herculean Method was one of the books, and when he wrapped it around with his soul energy, it directly entered his soul and revealed its contents. Therefore, he decided to try to do that for the others.

After several minutes of continuous failure, he finished going through each book with the same method that he used earlier and only met failure. It seems the immortal herculean method cultivation book was unique and could be assimilated into one's soul, but the others were simply readable. Unfortunately, they were all in languages he didn't understand.

”Forget it, I'll just cultivate.” He said in defeat.

As he was about to take his exit from the space, his spiritual sense caught a glimpse of the inky black wood from before. Initially, he felt an overwhelming sensation of death from the wood, so he stayed away in fear for his poor little life. However, it currently had a white weak flame flickering atop its surface, and the sensation of death was weakened considerably. What took its place was a weak emission of life, which originated from the white flame.

The flame was so small it seemed that even the slightest breath could snuff it out of existence, yet also looked like it would survive a tornado. It gave Yan Zaizen an odd sensation. Curiosity filled his heart, he slowly wiggled his thin line of a soul form over till he was no less than five meters away. Intending to stay a safe distance in case of anything unexpected happened.

”What's this?”

Observing it closer, it seems the white flame emission of life was slowly getting stronger and stronger, and the sensation of death in the inky black wood got weaker and weaker as a result. There was no equilibrium as if for one to exist, the other had to perish, but neither could completely destroy the other.

”The wood represents death and the flame represents life, when one reaches the extreme, the other is born.” His personal insights to the scene flashed through his mind. He hadn't realized that his soul had entered an almost perfect state of clarity while observing the wood. Many cultivators could only wish to enter this state, but he'd done so unintentionally, drawn by the exuberance and miraculousness of the events.

A state of enlightenment!

”The white flame is persistent and unyielding, only when it decides its end does it perish. The wood is all present and looming, it can not be fully burned by the flame, and reclaims what's been taken.” A cycle of life and death circulated inside his mind as all sorts of insightful ponderings of the inner workings of the flame and wood rose.

He didn't realize that he had watched the cycle of the flame consuming the wood, and the wood reclaiming the flame thirty-three times before his soul energy ran out and sent him out of the Meteor Ring.

When he returned to the world, his eyes were glossed over while he fell into a trance. He felt like the myriad laws of the world were right before him but also so far away. He could only reach out and grasp one of them, the nearest one. A white flame fluttered about in his soul, and he grasped it tightly, unwilling to let such a beautiful thing disappear.

Several hours passed before he awoke from his state of enlightenment.

”This...concept? Unyielding Flame of Life!” He reached out his hand, a flickering white flame slowly appeared within. It was weak and looked as if it would dissipate with a soft gust of wind, but also as if even if the world collapsed, it wouldn't dissipate until it decided.

This was the law of life! A World Law!

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