Chapter 654: Magic Mountain Fifty Thousand Li

Meng Chuan's outer realm true body wasn't cultivating on the Demon Mountain's Path of Mind, but rather collecting treasures on its periphery. This was to avoid disturbing his home realm true body's comprehension of "The Void Tome." The sounds from the mountain peak of the Path of Mind constantly assailed the primordial spirit, causing too much interference. Among all his cultivation practices, Meng Chuan undoubtedly prioritized comprehending "The Void Tome."

"'The Void Tome' is the most precious text I have acquired in my cultivation journey," Meng Chuan mused, immersed in its depths. Although it comprised only three volumes, he had memorized them all at a glance given his current realm. However, he would spend a long time comprehending every sentence and every illustration within it. He even went to the 'Depths of the Chaotic Hole,' the Kunyun Secret Realm, and observed the Eternal Secret Treasure 'Great Seal' for practical verification.

Practical verification was actually more crucial; pure secluded comprehension would only lead to greater deviation and illusion, differing significantly from true rules. Only through repeated practice could he discern which of his deductions were correct, which were wrong, and in which direction he should proceed.

One year of comprehension might require ten or twenty years of practical verification. Then more comprehension, followed by more verification... an endless cycle.

Cultivation was precisely this: a slow accumulation over long periods. As the accumulation deepened, success would naturally follow. The fear was stagnation, an inability to advance even a tiny bit. However, during the process of comprehending "The Void Tome," he was constantly making progress! It was as if an Eternal being was meticulously guiding him.

When comprehending, he had to be fully focused, unwilling to tolerate any disturbance. However, during practical verification, he only needed to dedicate a portion of his mental energy, allowing him to simultaneously cultivate on the 'Path of Mind.' He could even simultaneously engage in multiple activities: 'comprehending the Eternal Secret Treasure Great Seal,' 'cultivating the Dark Eye secret art,' 'cultivating in the Depths of the Chaotic Hole,' and 'practical verification in the Kunyun Secret Realm.' Let alone multitasking for a few purposes, even a hundred or a thousand uses were effortless for a Primordial Spirit Sixth-Tribulation mighty figure.

Time flowed on. In the blink of an eye, Meng Chuan had cultivated for six hundred years, while fifty years had passed in the outside world. This was primarily due to the extremely rapid time flow in the deepest parts of the Chaotic Hole. In the area Meng Chuan currently delved into, the time flow could reach over a thousand times the normal rate. Even occasional brief visits still caused his lifespan to diminish rapidly. However, the deeper one went into the Chaotic Hole, the more exaggerated the spatial-temporal distortion became. As someone aspiring to comprehend the 'Chaotic Hole rules,' he naturally frequented its depths.

Kunyun Secret Realm, Realm Mansion.

Meng Chuan sat cross-legged before a lake, but his consciousness descended upon the 'Dark Labyrinth,' a perilous place in the Heavenly Realm of the Kunyun Secret Realm, where he practiced various void techniques. "Condense."

The Dark Labyrinth, with its distorted and unpredictable spacetime, was a treasure trove for comprehending time and space. As the master of the secret realm, Meng Chuan could easily control the entire Dark Labyrinth. With a single thought, he first condensed a void blade—a blade imperceptible to the naked eye, as if a piece of void had been compressed a billion times, completely transforming into a weapon. Ordinary void was fragile; even Venerables could shatter it, much like water in the River of Spacetime. But when the void was condensed into a weapon, it was like water forming a 'water blade.' Mortals could easily disperse flowing water, yet a condensed water blade could effortlessly cut through objects hundreds or thousands of times tougher than a mortal. The void blade was similar; transforming void into a blade made it terrifyingly sharp. "Divide." Meng Chuan had another thought.

The void was no longer condensed or compressed; it was directly split apart. It was completely split, from the outermost layer of space to its deepest core. When the void split, new void naturally appeared in the divided location, like a 'patch.' When the void split, living beings and matter existing within 'space' would also be torn in half; this was an even more terrifying method of division.

"As the master of this secret realm, my control over the rules is much stronger, but I cannot achieve this in the outside world," Meng Chuan carefully observed. Within the secret realm, his strength surged, approaching that of a 'Seventh-Tribulation mighty figure.' Anyone below the Seventh-Tribulation realm who entered would be courting death. Therefore, this was also the most suitable place for long-term practical verification.

"Hmm?" Meng Chuan suddenly turned his head to gaze into the distance. Deep within the pupils of his eyes, incredibly complex runes faintly shimmered, forming billions of layers. These were precisely formed by Meng Chuan's cultivation of the "Dark Eye" secret art, and as his comprehension of spatial rules deepened, so too did this secret art. The "Dark Eye" secret art had a total of ninety layers, and Meng Chuan had cultivated it to the sixty-third layer, which represented his current realm. However, as a mind-will secret art, its power was primarily determined by 'mind-will.' The secret art was like a weapon, and mind-will was like the 'hand' wielding the weapon. Cultivating "Dark Eye" to such a profound level was merely a natural byproduct of Meng Chuan's practical verifications.

"Master is calling me?" Meng Chuan looked into the distance and, with a single step, arrived at the terrestrial realm of the Kunyun Secret Realm. In a fragrant, bird-filled valley within the terrestrial realm, Qin Wu was living in seclusion. "Master, you called for me?" Meng Chuan walked over with a smile.

Qin Wu looked at Meng Chuan and nodded slightly, "There's something I need your help with." "What is it?" Meng Chuan was surprised. His master, Qin Wu, was reluctant to ask for favors. For instance, Meng Chuan had long prepared lifespan-extending treasures for him, but Qin Wu was unwilling to use them. After arriving at the Kunyun Secret Realm, his cultivation became even more fervent. The Kunyun Secret Realm had numerous cultivation treasures. Under Meng Chuan's arrangements, Qin Wu could freely choose, and he entered and tried every precious place that aided primordial spirit cultivation, such as the Nightmare Land and the Red Dust Scroll. Qin Wu entered these places, even potentially deadly ones, without hesitation. Meng Chuan could do nothing about it; blessings and misfortunes were intertwined, and many cultivation treasures came with risks. Qin Wu survived, and indeed, before his lifespan ended, he successfully reached the seventh layer of the primordial spirit, crossing into the Emperor realm on his own.

"It's Luo Tang," Qin Wu said, looking at Meng Chuan. "I once told her that I gained a lot from the Red Dust Scroll, so she entered it as well. However, she developed an inner demon." "An inner demon?" Meng Chuan was startled.

"She is now wandering alone," Qin Wu sighed. "Her personality has completely changed because of it."

Meng Chuan nodded. With a thought, he located Venerable Luo Tang. Dressed in yellow robes, Luo Tang stood on a hilltop, gazing blankly at some cultivators fighting in the distance. With another thought, Luo Tang was teleported and appeared in the valley. Luo Tang also saw Meng Chuan and Qin Wu. "Meng Chuan, Qin Wu." Luo Tang nodded slightly.

"May I examine your primordial spirit?" Meng Chuan asked. "Perhaps I need to review your memories since you arrived in the Kunyun Secret Realm." Luo Tang nodded calmly, "Alright, but I don't think you can help me."

Meng Chuan looked at her. His primordial spirit energy instantly permeated her. Luo Tang's primordial spirit resembled a vibrant flower, though it currently appeared somewhat withered. "Her primordial spirit is undamaged, not affected by external forces, so it must be her memories?" Meng Chuan thought. With a single thought, he instantly reviewed all five hundred years of her memories since arriving at the Kunyun Secret Realm, and he understood.

"Luo Tang," Meng Chuan began, "Your experiences within the Red Dust Scroll caused your personality change. If you remove all memories related to the Red Dust Scroll, you will naturally recover over time." "No need, that memory is very beautiful," Luo Tang smiled faintly. "I don't want to cut out such precious memories. Meng Chuan, I know my own limitations. My talent is far inferior to Qin Wu's, and even in the history of the human race, I am just an ordinary Venerable. Since cultivating in the Kunyun Secret Realm, I feel that the 'Heaven and Earth Realm' is still very distant for me. My primordial spirit has also stagnated at the fifth layer. For the rest of my time, I wish to return to Cangyuan Realm and spend my remaining years in my homeland." Five hundred years of cultivation in the Kunyun Secret Realm had made her fully realize her own potential.

"Alright," Meng Chuan nodded. He also understood that normally, among ten Venerables who came to the Kunyun Secret Realm, perhaps only one could reach the Heaven and Earth Realm. Luo Tang indeed fell short. Even the Demon-Slaying Alliance Master 'Jing Fei,' whose talent was higher than Luo Tang's, failed to reach the Heaven and Earth Realm years ago and returned to Cangyuan Realm when he had only thirty-odd years of lifespan left.

"Do you wish to stay in the Kunyun Secret Realm longer? I can send you back at any time," Meng Chuan said. Although there was a fixed return trip every hundred years, an exception could be made for Venerable Luo Tang. "Let's go home," Luo Tang smiled faintly, also smiling at Qin Wu. Meng Chuan then dispatched a primordial spirit avatar to escort Luo Tang out of the Kunyun Secret Realm.

"Cultivating to become an Emperor is truly difficult," Qin Wu sighed. "Most stop at the Venerable realm. Even I, with what is considered decent talent, wouldn't have been able to cultivate to Emperor status without some auxiliary treasures you gifted me, and without some of the precious cultivation grounds in the Kunyun Secret Realm." Qin Wu clearly understood that relying solely on himself, his limit might have been becoming a 'Heaven and Earth Realm Venerable' before his lifespan ran out.

"Master, an Emperor's cultivation is relatively easier," Meng Chuan chuckled. "In the outer void, out of ten Emperors, one can become a Tribulation realm mighty figure." A Venerable needs to break through from the Cavern-Heaven Realm perfection to the Heaven and Earth Realm, and their primordial spirit must reach the seventh layer. Both thresholds represent qualitative transformations, making them very difficult. An Emperor, from 'early Heaven and Earth Realm to Heaven and Earth Realm perfection,' ultimately just needs to follow a single path to perfection. Once their physical body is perfected, they can naturally undergo the Tribulation.

"I hope so. If I can become a Tribulation realm mighty figure, then another type of fiendcelestial body will have achieved the Tribulation realm," Qin Wu also looked forward to it.

Demon Mountain, Path of Mind.

Meng Chuan was walking here.

"The Venerables from my home realm, Luo Tang, Jing Fei, they are all growing old one by one," Meng Chuan realized. He knew that with time, many old friends would pass away, and the Cangyuan Realm would increasingly belong to the younger generations. "This is time."

Meng Chuan continued along the Path of Mind when he suddenly paused. He saw at a glance that above the Demon Mountain, amidst the swirling mists, the Path of Mind and the Path of Enlightenment seemed to converge, merging into a single path. "Beyond fifty thousand miles, the Path of Mind and the Path of Enlightenment actually merge into one path?" Meng Chuan was somewhat surprised; he hadn't known this information before.

His mind-will had significantly improved due to his creation of the "Perfection" painting and the embryonic form of his self-created primordial spirit technique. Coupled with the enhanced understanding of spacetime gained from comprehending "The Void Tome" over the years, Meng Chuan's mind-will had also seen a slight improvement. Therefore, walking the Path of Mind was very easy for Meng Chuan, and its benefits to his primordial spirit became minimal. He had advanced quickly earlier, only feeling some effect and slowing down his pace after reaching forty-three thousand miles. Now, Meng Chuan was almost at fifty thousand miles. With his vision, he could faintly discern that beyond fifty thousand miles in the mists, the Path of Mind and the Path of Enlightenment had indeed merged.

"The Realm Ancestor once said that at fifty thousand miles on the Path of Mind, one's mind-will reaches the threshold of a Primordial Spirit Seventh-Tribulation realm," Meng Chuan mused, looking into the distance. "Perhaps he was referring to this convergence point?"