Eleven stars, layer upon layer, encircle the void at the center of the sky, rotating slowly...
At this moment, a faint apparition emerges in the void at the sky’s center.
The apparition, like smoke or mist, with features blurred, seems ready to be dispersed by a gust of wind...
The apparition sits cross-legged in the void at the sky’s center, allowing eleven stars to rotate around it...
Though the apparition’s features are blurred, Duan Rong immediately recognizes it as the outline of himself.
He can clearly feel a sacred experience of merging with the apparition at this moment.
He is the apparition; the apparition is he.
The apparition is the exterior manifestation of his Divine Soul’s core; it is where his true Divine Soul resides!
Due to the apparition’s emergence, Duan Rong’s weak connection with those stars has become exceptionally clear.
Deep within, he is now able to know each star truthfully, and each star’s connection with him has strengthened.
His relationship with those suspended stars became seamless the moment the apparition emerged!
Duan Rong gazed upwards for a long time, suddenly feeling deep confusion within.
He had learned the tale of Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly in his past life.
Was it Zhuang Zhou dreaming he was a butterfly, or was it the butterfly dreaming it was Zhuang Zhou?
At this moment, in the Sea of Consciousness, he gazes at the apparition, and confusion arises in his heart.
Is the him standing in the center of the black earth the phantom, or is it the smoke-like apparition emerging in the sky’s center that is the phantom?
As Duan Rong ponders this, he distinctly sees the apparition sitting cross-legged in the void open its eyes abruptly in its blurred contours.
Its eyes lowered, looking toward Duan Rong, who gazes at the sky from the black earth’s center.
This moment sends chills down Duan Rong’s spine!
In that instant, his spiritual feeling of oneness with the apparition in the void becomes utterly intertwined.
He looks up at the apparition in the void while simultaneously looking down from the sky at himself gazing upward on the black earth.
At this moment, he is both the devout supplicant on the ground and the celestial deity seated high above!
Zhuang Zhou is the butterfly, and the butterfly is Zhuang Zhou!
Duan Rong’s gaze sparkles like stars; his soul seems baptized, filled with contentment and humility!
After a long time, the expression of devotion in Duan Rong’s eyes gradually fades.
His gaze, calm, turns to a corner of the sky where a blood core floats.
The blood core, only the size of a fist, riddled with grooves, interwoven.
This blood core is the source of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill, formed by the collapse of a blood-glowing nebula!
After achieving the Eleventh Layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture, it seemed to undergo an essential transformation in the Sea of Consciousness.
That apparition emerged, and the eleven stars began to rotate slowly around it...
Duan Rong has already tried; if the source of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill is now in this blood core state, he cannot activate the skill even if he wishes!
However, were he to communicate with the apparition, allowing it to release pressure on the blood core, in an instant, the blood core would revert to a blood-glowing nebula.
Once the blood core resumes its form as a blood-glowing nebula, whenever Duan Rong intends, he can immediately activate the Filthy Blood Divine Skill.
It seems now that after achieving the Eleventh Layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture, it proactively sealed the Filthy Blood Divine Skill, requiring Duan Rong to communicate with the apparition to lift the seal before he can activate the skill.
Duan Rong has always been rather wary of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill; seeing the Fetal Concealment Scripture seal it in this way instantly removes a thorn from his heart, relieving him greatly.