Eternal Time and Space

Chapter 65 Fang

Mo Yun contemplated his own consciousness as a cup of turbid water, with distracting thoughts like silt and sand, churning endlessly. Scenes of Jidu's sword, Shen Ni's spear, the pseudo-Pangu's axe, and the creation jade disc behind Hongjun's head flashed through his mind.

Mo Yun's consciousness was calm; he simply observed quietly. Distractions came surging forth and went away just as quickly, like sand settling to the bottom of a cup, gradually clearing the surface. When his mind was clear and distractions ceased, his clear consciousness was like a still mirror, without a ripple.

Mo Yun probed this bit of divine sense inward, passing through flesh and blood, through meridians, through the dantian, through the sea of ​​consciousness, and finally stopping in the center of his chest cavity.

There was a void here, vast and boundless, indistinct and formless. At first, it was just pitch black, and divine sense would dissipate upon touching it. Mo Yun buried his clear divine sense into this pitch black.

After an unknown amount of time, a sudden thud occurred in the pitch-black depths, like a heartbeat, as if something was awakening in the void.

The mind's orifices are opened.

Mo Yun nurtured his divine consciousness until it solidified like a torch, then suddenly condensed it into a sharp axe.

The axe cleaved into the chaotic void of the heart. As the axe blade fell, the primordial chaos exploded, and a deafening roar echoed in the heart. The light and pure yang energy rose and transformed into a void sky; the heavy and turbid yin energy sank and condensed into a thick and solid earth. The sky was above, the earth was below, and in between was a void.

The mind is beginning to take shape; the next step is to evolve in all directions.

Mo Yun first raised a wisp of pure Yang energy from the Qi Sea, which then traveled up the spine and entered the void of the heart field.

The yang energy explodes in the heart, transforming into a great sun, radiating golden light and warmth. Then, one imagines a wisp of pure yin energy following, transforming into a bright moon that encircles the earth.

The sun and moon each have their own orbits, day and night alternate without ceasing, and the celestial order has been established.

Then, let the heavy energy sink downwards. Visualize the yang energy as hard rocks that rise from the ground to form mountains; visualize the yin energy as underground water veins that flow through the rock layers and converge into underground rivers.

Mountains and watercourses intertwine to form a network of earth veins, and the earth's foundation is established.

Mo Yun turned eastward, envisioning the eastern plains of his heart as a vast plain, infusing it with a wisp of youthful vitality. This vitality is divided into yin and yang: yang is the warm wind, and yin is the moisture. When the two converge, they stimulate the germination of grass and tree seeds, causing the land to turn green and full of life force, thus transforming the land into the East.

Turning westward, Mo Yun contemplated the chilling atmosphere of autumn, gathering his thoughts and injecting a wisp of Yin energy into the land, transforming it into a vast, clear sky and a desolate wind. All things ceased to grow, leaves withered and fell, the essence was stored within, and the land was transformed into the West.

Turning south, the clouds are filled with the flourishing energy of the revival of Yang. The Yang energy is manifest, like a blazing sun, shining brightly; the Yin energy is hidden, like earth fire concealed. All things flourish to the extreme, but at the height of prosperity, there is a gentle and restrained Yin energy, which is the transformation of the South.

Turning north, the clouds infuse the primordial Yin energy into the land, where Yin energy manifests, freezing everything and leaving all things desolate; Yang energy remains hidden, with undercurrents surging beneath the ice and seeds buried deep under the snow. Yin reaches its extreme and Yang is born, thus transforming the north.

With the six directions now complete, the next two are the most dangerous of the ten.

Mo Yun visualizes all his past experiences flowing through his mind from the very beginning of his cultivation, visualizing each enlightenment and breakthrough as light, and each bottleneck and pain as shadow.

Light and shadow intertwine, compress and condense, sinking deep into the heart.

Then Mo Yun's mind traveled back up the river of time, ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, a million years, ten million years, one era, two eras. On both sides of the river were all his past: wandering in chaos, the axe light of Pangu opening the world, the awakening of the primordial land, one great battle after another, one opportunity after another.

Mo Yun traversed these scenes, continuing to trace back upstream until the source of the long river.

There's nothing here, just a vast expanse of water.

Chaos cracked open, and a beam of axe light shone from the depths of chaos, as a giant god with a dragon's head and a human body emerged from the void.

Pangu.

Mo Yun's mind met the axe light, and the immense power, will, and sharpness contained within the axe light transcended countless years, piercing into his mind.

Mo Yun's mind was instantly cleaved in two, and a bloody crack appeared between his eyebrows. Golden blood flowed down from between his eyebrows and condensed into a string of golden beads in the void.

The axe's light embodies the will of Pangu, which cannot be hindered and is invincible for all ages.

Mo Yun's mind was constantly shattering and reassembling amidst the axe light. Each reassembly was more solid than the last, and each shattering was more thorough than the last.

The Golden-Winged Roc already possessed the ultimate speed in the primordial world. After experiencing the creation of heaven and earth, Mo Yun had completely abandoned his own Yin and Yang origins and devoted himself to cultivating the path of light and extreme speed, causing his speed to skyrocket.

Mo Yun's mind dodged and weaved through the axe light, moving at an unparalleled speed through the gaps in the axe light. The axe light struck down millions of times, and he dodged it millions of times. On the ten millionth and first time, Mo Yun's mind passed through the gap in the axe light and rushed into the void deeper than the origin.

There was no Pangu, no axe light, and nothing he feared in this void; there was only pure nothingness.

Mo Yun absorbed this void into his heart, forming a thick and silent foundational energy field.

Past roots, formed.

Looking to the future, Mo Yun contemplates a pure void in his mind, a void devoid of heaven, earth, things, and self.

Mo Yun transformed his various possibilities for the future into countless floating yin and yang energies, allowing them to freely collide, coalesce, and dissipate in the void, and then his mind drifted downstream along the river of time.

The scenery on both sides of the long river gradually blurred, turning into mist. In the mist, Mo Yun saw countless possible futures.

In some futures, he killed Hongjun and became the Lord of the Primordial World; in others, he was killed by Hongjun and turned to ashes; in still others, he abandoned everything and went into seclusion in the Eternal World…

Moyun did not linger on any possibility, because these were all "possibilities," not "certainties."

In the deepest part of the mist of time, everything may begin to converge, tributaries merge into a single river, and at the end of the long river, Mo Yun saw a corpse floating in the darkness, its golden clothes torn, its face withered, the Ten Bright Sword broken in two, and a huge hole in the corpse's chest, the edge of which still bore traces of some power that surpassed that of a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

The corpse opened its eyes, but there were no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only two dark voids. A terrifying suction force emanated from the void, constantly pulling Mo Yun's mind toward the corpse.

The future is collapsing, and we must lock in the doomed future of Moyun.

Mo Yun's mind was illuminated by the Eternal True Contract, its silvery light tearing at the black void. With the help of the power of the Eternal World's origin, he stabilized his mind and broke free from the suction force with a will that surpassed the speed of death. He pierced through the boundary of the death void and rushed into the nothingness at the end of the future.

There was no death in this void, the corpses were still there, but the hole in the chest was disappearing little by little. Mo Yun understood that the corpses were his future, but the future was based on the present. Now that he knew the future, that future would not happen.