Chapter 1606 — The Wonders of Guixu
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Shen Mu went plummeting into the darkness with a howl.
Gradually a light appeared before his eyes, growing brighter and brighter, until he could not help but wonder.
Seen from the outside, the great abyss of Guixu was an indescribable darkness, without a glimmer of light to be found; yet the deeper one went, the more brilliantly it shone.
These two extremes could not possibly exist in the same place, and yet exist together they did. At the same time, the primal magnetic divine power here was stronger still; all mass and energy were bound dead fast together, and from this arose a supreme heat.
As the heat gathered, he felt the dao runes within his body pulsing ever more violently, and the dao he had forged seemed about to burst into flame. "The wind of heat death!
" A chill of terror ran through his heart.
While he was in the Jade Capital of the Ancestral Court, he had seen the wind of heat death.
The wind of cold death came from the ultimate void; wherever it blew, all things turned to the ultimate void, the matter composing the human body drawing infinitely far apart, infinitely thin, until no heat and no energy remained. When the cold wind blew, all things turned to flying ash and were utterly obliterated; matter ceased to be, energy ceased to be, and however heaven-reaching one's cultivation, if one had not achieved the dao, one could only perish with hands bound.
The wind of heat death was the other extreme. Where it passed, even the most fundamental runes composing the dao melted away; the dao dispersed utterly, matter dissolved utterly, reduced to a state of pure energy, a state of chaos.
The wind of heat death and the wind of cold death could both be encountered in the Jade Capital of the Ancestral Court; they were the great terrors that appeared during the great calamity of destruction.
Though he had comprehended the life and death of Guixu, the birth and extinction of reincarnation, in the face of such a situation he was still in the gravest peril. "Strange.
The wind of cold death appears in the ultimate void, the place where those who have achieved the dao imprint their dao and transform into Daluo Heaven.
Yet the wind of heat death appears in Guixu.
Does that not mean Guixu can stand on equal footing with the ultimate void? " Terrifying beyond measure though the wind of heat death was, he had already comprehended the dao of Guixu's birth and extinction, fusing the two daos and supplementing them with the dao of reincarnation, so that birth and extinction cycled without cease.
The dao within him shattered and perished unceasingly, yet unceasingly was reborn and reassembled; the gravity of the great abyss of Guixu sent him spinning madly, plunging headlong, and though he strove with all his might to steady himself, steady himself he could not. In the ever-brighter light, the massive stalk of the twin lotus flashed past him, covered in jagged thorns.
"If I keep falling like this, when will it end? " The thought had scarcely crossed his mind when he suddenly sensed the incomparably intense aura of the great calamity of destruction; his divine powers and dao arts rotted and decayed swiftly, and his mortal body withered and aged.
Shen Mu was startled, and somewhat regretted that he had leapt into the great abyss of Guixu.
But matters had come to this, and regret came too late.
He tried to seize the stalk of the twin lotus, and its thorns pierced his hands until they were a mangled blur of flesh and blood, yet still the gravity of Guixu dragged him plummeting ever deeper. Not even the Empress Consort and her sister had come to such a place in their lifetimes; he was the first to enter here.
A thrill of dread rose in Shen Mu's heart: "If Guixu has no bottom at all, does that not mean I will fall forever?
" How long he fell thus he did not know; the aura of the great calamity of destruction grew ever thicker, and the light ever more brilliant.