92: Chapter 93: A Perspective from the Realm of the Rare

Inside the Sea of Consciousness space, Shen Moyan stood in the void, his heart still filled with many doubts.

With the origin dao preaching stele present, the cultivation bottleneck of 'Seeing Xiyi' would be subject to unprecedented restrictions.

Isn't this self-contradictory?

Then how do ordinary Xian Dao Cultivators achieve Seeing Xiyi?

Could it be that they also possess a Sea of Consciousness space, just like this Star River Brightening Fate Controller?

Wait, a Sea of Consciousness space?

A startling thought flashed through Shen Moyan's consciousness like a bolt of lightning.

The nine songs seal?!!

The nine songs seal, the Nine Profound Divine Bird mark, and the nine levels of official positions.

Only by climbing higher within the Holy Court can one unlock more permissions.

To be able to achieve Seeing Xiyi while still in the Mortal Transformation Realm, it would be impossible without some sort of connection.

"The Holy Court's monopoly truly is everywhere," Shen Moyan remarked with a somber expression.

Nine Songs Wenchang Immortal Lord's Nine Songs Net and Immortal Lord Wanbao Fuyuan's Wanbao Net can both remotely connect the wills of Cultivators for long-distance communication and even online transactions.

Shen Moyan closed his eyes and once again sensed the space he was in.

It felt more or less the same—all were Domains of consciousness detached from reality.

"Inscription Dao, so this is Inscription Dao."

"The great power of Inscription Dao is already world-shaking; what then is the appearance of the peerless and ever-advancing 'Xian'?"

Shen Moyan did not dare to imagine.

As a mere Mortal Transformation Cultivator, he did not yet have the qualification to speculate on the Realms of higher Cultivators.

"Perhaps the Four Sovereigns of the Holy Court, like Nine Songs and Wanbao, are already Xian, but with my current vision, I have no way of judging."

"Right, since the ultimate subtle is like this, why did Qing Ming find it cruel?"

Shen Moyan wore a look of confusion.

After Qing Ming achieved Seeing Xiyi, the records in the book were vague. Why did He stand atop the Nine Heavens and laugh wildly?

As the introductory sacred text of the Twisted Immortal Path, have the records within the records of the mountain and sea official appointments also undergone deliberate pruning and arrangement?

Doubts sprouted in his heart, growing like wild grass.

Suddenly, Shen Moyan frowned, feeling that something was not quite right.

"Why do I harbor such great trust toward this Star River Brightening Fate Controller?"

Shen Moyan realized belatedly.

Why was he so at ease, allowing his consciousness to wander inside the head of a Fate Controller?

He was even seeking opportunities in this space all by himself, without the slightest sense of crisis?

Did he really trust a newly born Fate Controller this much?

Asking himself, was he, Shen Moyan, that kind of person?

This groundless sense of trust was wrong!

After Leaving All Forms and tracing back to his true self, this feeling in Shen Moyan's heart became increasingly apparent.

But just as Shen Moyan's thoughts were in turmoil, the Fate Controller's Sea of Consciousness space began to shatter piece by piece.

"What's happening?"

Shen Moyan looked back at the galaxy behind him.

One section of the sea of stars after another dimmed, and in Shen Moyan's vision, the Fate Controller's Sea of Consciousness space suddenly collapsed.

Reality, Feiguang Prefecture, quiet room.

Shen Moyan abruptly opened his eyes.

[True Name: Shen Moyan]

[Race: Formless True Spirit]

[Realm: Mortal Transformation Peak (Twisted Immortal Path) (Seeing Xiyi)]

[Current Lifespan: 800 years]

[Current Skills: "Startling Swan Sword Art" (Self-created), "Scripture of Severing All Manifestations" (Mortal Transformation Realm), "Biyang First Rising Art" (Mortal Transformation Realm), Paper Cutting to Form Humans (Entering the Hall), "Primordial Demon Heavenly Book" (Fragment) (Mortal Transformation Realm), "Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill" (13th Layer)...]

"I'm back."

At the moment his will returned to reality, the thoughts Shen Moyan had in that Fate Controller's Sea of Consciousness space receded like the tide.

"The effect of the god-approaching pill on my body has disappeared, and there are no side effects." Shen Moyan let out a long breath of relief.

Receiving the Fate Controller's blessing and successfully achieving Seeing Xiyi had actually allowed him to skillfully avoid a calamity.

He glanced at the tables, chairs, stone walls, and the Spiritual Qi glow of the Formations in the quiet room. Beneath all appearances, his gaze pierced through the surface to directly see the abundant, flowing Rhyme.

Having achieved Seeing Xiyi, Shen Moyan could now see the Dao Rhymes that existed everywhere in this world.

He raised his hand and took out several High Grade, Medium Grade, and Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

In his vision, the Spirit Stones were no longer cold crystals.

Instead, they were condensed with all sorts of "energy" Dao Rhymes inside.

The higher the grade of the Spirit Stone, the more complex the emitted Dao Rhyme, the more brilliant the light, and the closer the crystal was to some perfect geometric form.

Shen Moyan turned his head; the protective Formation patterns engraved on the stone walls of the Immortal Cave were no longer cold lines.

Instead, they became a three-dimensional network precisely woven from various basic Dao Rhymes such as "sturdiness," "isolation," and "convergence."

As the light flowed, the nodes at the weak points were clear at a glance.

Shen Moyan took a deep breath, respiring the Spiritual Qi permeating the air.

With every breath, the Spiritual Qi turned into countless tiny, leaping particles in his eyes.

The Dao Rhyme light points emitted by these particles were incredibly complex, entangled with each other and impossible to see clearly.

Perhaps the collapse of the old immortal dao was related to this complex Dao Rhyme of Spiritual Qi.

Shifting his gaze, Shen Moyan looked inward at himself.

Beneath his skin, the "vitality" Dao Rhyme contained in his blood, the "toughness" Dao Rhyme precipitated in his bones, and the unique Dao Rhyme traces belonging to the "Biyang First Rising Art" and "Primordial Demon Heavenly Book" carried by the mana surging through his Meridians.

The two Dao Rhymes were intertwined and faintly governed and harmonized by a newly born Dao Rhyme that belonged uniquely to himself.

This "insight" that reached straight to the essence was even more profound than Divine Sense.

All things in the world shed the mist of appearances in Shen Moyan's eyes, revealing the principles of their composition and operation.

No, it should be called the Heavenly Law.

"Is this... the perspective after achieving Seeing Xiyi?"

Shen Moyan murmured to himself, his voice carrying a hint of irrepressible shock.

Matter is composed of infinitely small particles of the ultimate subtle.

And "Rhyme" is the vibration of those particles of the ultimate subtle.

Shen Moyan realized that Dao Rhyme is unique and can only be transformed and transferred.

There are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same.

The Dao Rhyme of any object is also not quite the same.

Reflecting on what he had learned in the academy in his previous life, he now knew not only what it was but why it was so.

"Mortal Transformation Peak... my race has changed?"

"Formless True Spirit?"

What kind of race is this?

Shen Moyan looked at the As I Have Written bookmark.

Immediately, he frowned.

He could not see through the Dao Rhyme flowing upon the bookmark.

It made sense; if his Golden Finger could be seen through so easily, its prestige would be too low.

Before Shen Moyan could think further, he heard an earth-shattering sound of shattering, as if something had been smashed.

As he hurriedly pulled up his Clone's perspective, his whole body shook, and his expression turned strange.

"I can't contact the paper figure Clones, and even the perspective on the Demon Venerable is gone."

All the Six Senses Fireflies that Shen Moyan had deployed in Langya Prefecture had lost contact.

He had completely lost the visuals concerning Langya Prefecture.

Wait, that shattering sound just now came from outside?

Accustomed to multi-perspective observation and multitasking, he only now realized with a start and a shiver that the crisis was not in Langya Prefecture, but right here in Feiguang Prefecture where he was.

He stood up abruptly, donned the heavenly demon armor and wind demon wings, and went to the door of the quiet room, opening it a crack to send out his Divine Sense and check the situation outside.

Before he could investigate in detail, a soaring flash of fire erupted outside.

"Formation, rise!"

Shen Moyan slammed the door shut and with a flick of his sleeve, dozens of layers of protective Formations, including hidden spatial isolation barriers within the quiet room, were instantly activated at full power.

Layer upon layer of light screens heavily enveloped him from the outside world, flowing with brilliant colors and as solid as a fortress.

BOOM!!!

The explosion was deafening; the great Formation shattered, spiritual power turbulence spiraled out of control, and space was brutally torn apart.

Swept away by the oncoming shockwave, Shen Moyan was blasted several miles away and slammed heavily against the city walls of Immortal Longevity City.

His whole body was in excruciating pain, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on his heavenly demon armor.

Shen Moyan violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his hair disheveled and his robes tattered.

"Cough, cough..."

He slowly raised his head, struggling to open his eyes.

He saw the colors of the sky being stripped away, leaving only large, bleeding patches of dark red and deep black.