Translator: CKtalon
Fiend Mountain World.
Meng Chuan walked on the path of the mind and looked up at the tallest mountain peak. Over the years, generations of cultivators had replaced one another on this path. However, Fiend Mountain remained unchanged. The loud voice on the mountain peak remained eternal and indestructible.
Swoosh.
He advanced step by step along the path of the mind. With each step, he traversed 50 kilometers. Meng Chuan quickly arrived at the limit of his previous journey—49,000 kilometers.
Oh? Meng Chuan stopped. The mountaintop’s voice echoed in his Essence Soul like rolling thunder; the pressure was immense. It looks like my willpower hasn’t improved much since the last time I was here.
The last time he came, he had grasped the Chaos Hole law and created his Essence Soul formulation, Painting World.
Compared to his previous visit, he had only grasped an additional Origins law—the Heaven Splitting law. Although he had studied the temporal law for many years, he ultimately hadn’t broken through. It was within his expectations that his willpower hadn’t improved much.
So many years have passed after all. After transcending the tribulation and grasping an additional Origins law, my Essence Soul World is even more stable… Perhaps I have a chance of reaching the mountaintop. With this in mind, Meng Chuan advanced step by step.
The voice on the mountaintop became louder.
49,500 kilometers, 50,000 kilometers, 50,500 kilometers…
As Meng Chuan walked slowly, his view of the mountaintop became clearer. He could even see a faint golden glow on the mountaintop.
The moment he saw the golden light, Meng Chuan felt an endless attraction. His instincts told him to rush over!
It’s getting harder and harder. Meng Chuan persisted.
The mountaintop’s sound now had an increasing impact on his Essence Soul, but he didn’t gain anything. At his current realm, it was very difficult for his mind and willpower to improve at all.
51,000 kilometers, 51,500 kilometers, 51,750 kilometers…
I can’t go any further. Meng Chuan stopped. At the moment, he was around the 51,950 kilometer mark. This is my current limit. It looks like there’s still a gap between my willpower and Senior Realm Ancestor’s. Senior Realm Ancestor has long reached the top.
Meng Chuan was confident. This was because he had been focused on cultivation in recent years; he didn’t spend much effort on the Essence Soul formulation. As long as he fused the Heaven Splitting law and the temporal law’s three foundational aspects into his Essence Soul formulation and continued perfecting it, he believed that his mind and willpower would improve. That way, he would definitely be able to reach the mountaintop. He was only a short stretch away from the mountaintop.
Looking up, Meng Chuan could confirm that he was 550 kilometers away from the mountaintop.
With his current realm, even though he was suppressed by Fiend Mountain, the distance of 550 kilometers was already very close. Meng Chuan could clearly see the mountaintop.
A faint light barrier covered the entire mountain peak. A large number of golden runes flowed across the barrier’s surface as they emitted a faint golden glow.
The golden glow—which Meng Chuan had vaguely seen—originated from these textual runes.
These textual runes are the words I heard from the mountaintop. Meng Chuan looked at the words. The dozens of words connected into one sentence. The words flowed and appeared one after another. They were in a mess, and Meng Chuan couldn’t distinguish the order of each sentence. However, he could at least see a complete sentence.
Meng Chuan didn’t recognize the words, but every sentence was like a vast world blasting into his mind. He gained many insights.
These golden textual runes had the same sentence. Different cultivators gained different insights from seeing them. They could understand them in diverse ways… It was like the source of all truths.
This sentence was very profound.
The profundity of the sentences formed by the flowing textual runes on the mountaintop shocked Meng Chuan. He vaguely felt that if these textual runes could be combined into a complete volume, it would probably surpass any ultimate technique he had seen before.
One sentence, two sentences, three sentences…
Meng Chuan raised his head and looked at the mountaintop. He looked at the words and sentences. When he saw the fifth sentence, many insights surfaced in his mind. One of his newfound insights was like a burst of light in the darkness, completely illuminating Meng Chuan’s puzzled mind. It allowed Meng Chuan to gain a new direction for his already great accumulation of temporal law insights. He quickly consolidated them.
Whoosh.
Meng Chuan’s Essence Soul avatar dissipated like a bubble. Here, he would constantly be affected by the mountaintop’s sound. At that moment, he had to eliminate all interference and grasp this inspiration.
…
In a mountain forest on Dry Origin Mountain.
The black-robed, white-haired Meng Chuan sat cross-legged on a thick, soft, and withered leaf. Making use of his inspiration, he quickly consolidated his insights.
The three basic elements of the temporal law: the past, present, and future laws. These three laws were very naturally integrated. Each had the other as a part of itself, and they gradually fused together.
It was just like how the three primary colors could form a large number of colors when combined.
These three laws—the past, present, and future—could similarly fuse into a large number of outcomes. Only one was perfect; that was the true temporal law.
Finally, I’ve grasped its essence. Meng Chuan opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with endless colors as he extended his hand and gently clenched it.
A small, complete spacetime naturally appeared in his palm. The space was stable, and the time flow was only 1% of the outside world. It operated steadily.
Meng Chuan looked around greedily. His hierarchy in life clearly hadn’t changed, but the way he looked at things became different. Everything in the world became ten times more dazzling in his eyes.
Take a distant wild flower for example. In the past, Meng Chuan could see the smallest leptons in the wild flowers. The plant lifeform with countless fluctuations, the various effects it had on space, and the billions of naturally existing particles passing through the wild flowers—nothing could hide from Meng Chuan. He could even easily see the wild flowers’ entire timeline—growth from the past to their future withered days. The wild flowers in his eyes were a complete life cycle.
However, the scene Meng Chuan saw had now changed.
Billions of particle threads? Countless fluctuations? Impact on space? A single time period? These were too superficial.
Meng Chuan saw the laws represented by these superficial appearances, and the countless complicated laws originated from time and space.
Time and space were the two cornerstones of all laws.
Meng Chuan could see that the temporal law and spatial law’s influence formed countless microscopic laws. Only by combining these countless laws did the beautiful world appear.
Laws. Meng Chuan looked at the mountain, the trees, the flowers, the flowing water…
He was looking at mountains, rivers, and trees, but in reality, he was looking at countless laws. He also saw countless laws formed by time and space. This feeling was wonderful.
There was no more confusion!
Omniscience!
He seemed to know the essence of everything.
No. Meng Chuan woke up when he saw the endless fog around Dry Origin Mountain. The fog contained endless profundities and was terrifying. Even Eighth Tribulation Eminences would be courting death if they dared to barge in. The profundities contained in the fog were countless times more complicated than flowers and trees.
Meng Chuan clearly knew that the endless profundities contained in the fog definitely stemmed from time and space. However, it was too complicated; he couldn’t understand it.
Only then did Meng Chuan wake up. He was still far from being omniscient.
Although everything in the endless spacetime originates from the two cornerstones—time and space—the more profound something is, the harder it is to comprehend. For example, I can’t comprehend Physical Body Eighth Tribulation Eminences and Eternal treasures. Meng Chuan understood this point.
Even if an Eternal existence was known for being omniscient, it was very difficult to create an existence like Senior Brother Thousand-Hands—who was comparable to an Eighth Tribulation Eminence.
At the very least, I’ve taken the most important step today. I’ve truly grasped the two cornerstones of all laws—time and space. Meng Chuan smiled.
