The blood-red eyes that took Mo Yuyao away were almost exactly the same, so menacing and evil, catching one completely off guard.

However, Zhou Yan was no longer as stagnant as he had been on the ancient warship.

In the brief moment of shock on Lee Ling's statue-like body, Zhou Yan turned nearly instantly while simultaneously wielding the jade-like flying sword in his hand.

All of Zhou Yan's spirit concentrated into one, forging a Supreme Dao, a will of invincibility, thrusting out the jade-like flying sword as if actively attacking the blood-red eyes.

After experiencing similar events once, twice, Zhou Yan would never again become passive in such encounters.

Coming to the Jade Fox Ancient Land of Heavenly Pool and Thunder Marsh, Zhou Yan had already vaguely sensed that such situations might arise, that something sinister might transpire, and these scenarios were within his considerations.

Thus, within Zhou Yan's heart, he had even derived ways to handle a recurring situation of this sort.

The stimulus from Mo Yuyao's departure on the ancient warship was unimaginable, and the subsequent appearance of the blood-eye omens repeatedly – how could Zhou Yan not contemplate ways to counteract such dreadful events?

Hence, at that fraction of a moment, upon sensing the circumstances, Zhou Yan turned and executed an extraordinary counterattack.

And this method of attack was also Zhou Yan's full-force strike; perhaps in the eyes of these ultimate beings, it was nothing, but the jade-like flying sword could bridge all differences, capable of killing the giant bone existence.

The moment the jade-like flying sword plunged out, the heavens and earth seemed to suddenly fall silent, the passage of time apparently slowed down by millions, with each scenario unfolding clear as ever.

Zhou Yan's eyes seemed to have opened the barrier of time, seeing the unique trajectory of the jade-like flying sword, a track that defied description, simultaneously slow yet incredibly fast.

This trajectory was so simple, yet so complex.

It appeared the jade-like flying sword demonstrated a Tao of slowness and speed, simplicity and complexity, filled with contradictions that shouldn't exist at all.

Like water and fire, yin and yang, life and death, all sorts of Tao's contradictions filling it, yet nothing exists among them.

Its trajectory, its Tao seemed empty, projecting what exists in one's heart onto itself.

This track, this Tao held transcendent rules, belonging to a set of rules that does not exist, like a point in a plane being suddenly removed from space, not drawn out but suddenly disappeared.

Now, what unfolded in Zhou Yan's eyes were these kinds of rules, an outsider's rules, rules of transcendence.

"Jump out of this point?"

"Or is jumping out of this domain transcendence?"

Zhou Yan felt an inkling of enlightenment; in that moment, the time-dilated jade-like flying sword suddenly accelerated by billions of trillions of times, shooting through the void in a flash.

Beyond the void, suddenly came an inexplicable tremor, followed by a violent nine-level earthquake shaking heavens and earth.

Yet, that sword seemed unrelated to the blood-red eyes, but under its strike, the blood-red eyes vanished.

White snowflakes began to drift down the world, huge flakes landing upon the desolate landscape.

With the lake being covered in snowflakes, its temperature quickly plummeted, beginning to freeze over.

Zhou Yan flew out of the lake, allowing the flying snow of this world to fall upon him, yet remained unstained.

Though flying snow filled the sky, the snowflakes naturally avoided him.

Lee Ling flew out, still somewhat dumbstruck, looking at Zhou Yan, seemingly incredulous that Zhou Yan now has the capability, such powerful means.

He stood stunned for quite a while, seeing Zhou Yan untouched by snowflakes, with a mix of amazement, envy, and a hint of melancholy.

"When the mind is clear and free from dust, this realm is one where the mental state is stable to a certain degree; even if heavens collapse and disasters descend, having such a mental state grants the qualification for transcendence."

Lee Ling relaxed a bit, sighing softly with some melancholy.

"Originally without a single thing, where would dust alight? With my home nearly shattered, what could be worse? Having made the worst plans for everything, any news comes as good news."

Zhou Yan said calmly.

This place is chilling, but having adapted, Zhou Yan felt at ease.

In such a mindset, the jade-like flying sword revealed a gentle strength, further enabling him to achieve inner tranquility.

The previous sense of dread mostly stemmed from the overwhelming emotional atmosphere of this place and the hope he held for certain things.

Yet, this world often is – when there's a hint of hope, a moment of thought, often that very hope and thought pulls at one's heart.

But reality is often harsh – that hint of hope had long ceased to hold any promise, that thought often already lost its basis.

Zhou Yan repelled the blood-red eyes, perceiving the essence of transcendence, suddenly feeling rather tranquil.

His quest for news on Mo Yuyao carried a sliver of hope, a trace of thought, which manifested as an obsession.

With obsession present, disappointment follows continuously.

But moving forward without obsession, even the slightest gain equates to happiness.

Sometimes, happiness is truly cheap and humble. Just like in the real world of the cultivators, those who feel happy are often not truly happy, and those who feel pain are often not truly in pain.

Ordinary people envy cultivators who can traverse the skies and the earth, yet cultivators envy ordinary people who live without contest. But ordinary people are not truly without contest, and even though cultivators can fly through the sky and escape the earth, they might be struck down by a Heavenly Tribulation or killed by those who seize treasures in an instant.

Thus, happiness and suffering are only thoughts born from attachments. If the heart is open, any gain is happiness, and any loss is transcendence.

Therefore, realizing Enlightenment is merely the journey of the heart.

The journey of the heart starts by Asking Dao in the Red Dust, by inquiring of one's own heart.

Being emotionless is not truly emotionless, and having emotions is not truly having emotions, like a point on a plane, no matter where the point originates, it still lies on the plane.

To be emotionless or emotional is not difficult; just let the point enter the space, transcend the plane, and that is transcendence.

At this moment, Zhou Yan, merging with the trajectory of the Jade Flying Sword, suddenly realized a trace of the Heart of Transcendence.

So he became calm, no longer frightened, no longer shocked, no longer fearful, and no longer hopeful.

If I gain, it is my fortune.

If I lose, it is my destiny.

This is a thread of Zhou Yan's realization, touched by the intent of transcendence, causing the Immortal Divine Soul Liquid to naturally begin large-scale generation.

An instant of realization far surpasses a hundred years of painstaking cultivation.

And Zhou Yan also realized at the same time that without achieving a true Heart of Transcendence, the Immortal Soul Embryo could never be condensed.

This is why the scheming of the Immortals is so vast, because as long as the grand scheme is intact, it is like drawing a plane, and as a point within the plane, no matter what actions or jumps you make, as long as you don't leap out of this plane, everything remains intact.

Similarly, perhaps the Mechanical Emperor doesn't care whether he truly controls Zhou Yan as a chip, as long as within this situation, it doesn't matter if it is controlled or not, because ultimately one cannot escape this point.

Thinking of these, Zhou Yan wasn't too disappointed, nor did he feel too despondent.

"Knowing the truth, Awakening as Emperor Lei Yan on the Throne, that is the true transcendence from this point. However, the timing is not mature; if a point jumps out of the plane, it will only be devoured by space. The point is no longer a point."

"If one develops oneself into a plane, one can devour the plane layout and simultaneously absorb space, developing into a space."

"Brother Lee Ran's original intention was for me, this point, to become a plane or a space."

"And presently, I am but a point."

"Not lingering for scenery means that any point on this plane is ultimately devoured by the plane. If I do not become the plane and other points develop into the plane, we can only be devoured."

"Forming a plane is the only possibility to break the situation."

"The situation I never understood, I truly understood this time. But understanding is still not understanding."

"Thinking with a Heart of Transcendence, understanding and not understanding make no difference, it is just relative."

"Since this is the case, proving whether a person is within the situation is actually determined by whether they linger for some scenery, then it is already known."

"Since I have a Heart of Transcendence, then... right or wrong, true or false, depends only on the outcome, not the process."

...

In that instant, Zhou Yan had a Sudden Enlightenment, this enlightenment originating from a trace of transcendence thought.

And after this, Zhou Yan quickly came back to his senses, everything only happened in the space of a billionth of an instant.

Coming back to his senses, Zhou Yan's ears still echoed the end of the sentence he previously responded to Lee Ling with.

"Your heart has already attained the Dao. If cultivating the Immortal Path, you already possess excellent talent and qualifications, but the Immortal Path is ultimately unable to cross that kind of limit."

Lee Ling once again sighed.

His words still sighed, helpless.

His face still bore deep meanings of melancholy, this melancholy, not for himself, but only for the future hope of the Human Clan.

"Perhaps, the Immortal Path is not necessarily inferior to the Immortal, but the Immortal Path has not reached a fundamentally new anti-heaven realm. However, these are not the topics to discuss at this moment. You mentioned a great terror earlier, what is it?"

Zhou Yan calmed his state of mind, calmly inquiring.

"The great terror is the Silent Annihilation Tribulation... It is complex to explain all at once, but I advise you to quickly leave this place, find an Ancient Hidden Land of Ancient Times, and cultivate in seclusion.

If one does not achieve the Dao of Emperor Blood Transformation of the Nine-Nine to enter the Venerable Realm, don't come out into the world.

The Nine Origin Reincarnation has already descended, but this process will be long, and there is still time for you to grow to the Supreme Realm."

Lee Ling pondered and said.

He did not specify much, or rather, he didn't have much time to speak of those secrets, those secrets that he believed Zhou Yan was currently unable to comprehend.

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