"Splash!"
When Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes once again, everything had changed.
Accompanied by the crisp and pleasant sound of flowing water, the scenes before him flashed by rapidly.
There was the small room of death seclusion he first saw upon arriving on Shengshen Continent, the Tiansang Spirit Palace, Goose Lake, and the mont he first t Elder Sang.
There was the City Lord Mansion of Tiansang City, the Eighth Palace, the White Cave, Dongtianwang City, the Yunlun Mountain Range, Abyss Island, and those mid-stage or disjointed tis.
There was Jade Capital City, the Four Symbols Secret Realm, the Divine Relics, the Five Great Holy Emperor secret realms, and places he had run around in all directions on Shengshen Continent, interspersed with the layouts of Ancestral Gods or those trying to seal them as Ancestral Gods.
Swish, swish, swish!
The scenes flashed at the speed of light.
Among these scenes were people etched in mory, either dead or alive, still seeking the Path or whose fighting spirits had been diminished.
Every scene, every person, the past they carried, the possible futures, their outward masks, their inner thoughts, at this mont, beca incredibly clear.
When Xu Xiaoshou activated the "Weaving Expertise" passive skill, he saw beyond the world, a huge intangible hand weaving the Way of the Heavens, controlling everything.
It was so unattainable!
But now, he felt he had grown from a re novice who only knew the "Fleeting White Clouds" introductory swordsmanship, reaching high in the sky.
He even felt that he could also weave the Way of the Heavens!
If he wanted, he could beco that mighty hand!
His state of mind was crystal clear, as if having realized sothing.
Exploring his thoughts, it was just as expected.
"Will Dao Disc (100%)."
The usually unremarkable interface of the passive system, in the Will Dao Disc section, even the font shimred with lavish golden light.
It signified that there was no further advancent, yet also ant perfection.
At this mont, to say he was not excited would be a lie.
Xu Xiaoshou carefully and ticulously examined the standout line of text, and amidst the haze, he distinctly felt familiar powers contained within.
"The taste of Nu..."
Not just Nuozu, not just this Nuozu who had communicated across spaceti, through the river of ti.
Even the powers of Na Ancestor, Ti Ancestor seen in the world beyond the three doors were now observable by Xu Xiaoshou after reaching full mastery of the Will Dao.
In the depths of the mysterious, there was an intuition, an urging.
Without hesitation, Xu Xiaoshou probed his consciousness deep into that line of text shining with brilliant golden light.
Buzz!
Thoughts shook, the world spun.
Yet there was no longer any delay or dizziness, but a natural arrival; after all, with a perfect Will Dao, any spiritual influence around the world was virtually impossible to affect Xu Xiaoshou.
...
"You are here."
Thus, he found himself once more in the world beyond the three doors.
The surroundings were still filled with wisps of white smoke, but the feeling of difficulty in each step did not appear again.
Relaxed, free, unrestrained...
This sense of exhilaration was completely different from that during a fierce battle.
It was as if he had already broken through the most challenging bottleneck; when looking down, his head lowered smoothly, and he could clearly see his ten fingers move freely.
He raised his eyes.
Searching for the source of the sound.
Nearby, the sa old table remained.
But now, it was no longer surrounded by three people, having lost Na Ancestor and Nuozu, leaving only Nuozu.
Nuozu was still dressed in that clash of colors, uniquely styled Nuoyi, paired with that furious, fang-bearing, fierce Nuomian, giving an unsettling feeling; as if Nuozu were the sole chief in an ancient tribe wielding the power of life and death, stern and awe-inspiring.
Xu Xiaoshou carefully examined.
This ti, everything was no longer blurred.
He could even discern the threads and patches on Nuozu’s clothes, and tell that the material appeared quite ordinary.
But the Nuoyi seed to have been worn for so long that it had absorbed Nuozu’s power, becoming part of Nu.
"I’ve arrived."
Xu Xiaoshou gazed steadily, without fear.
He even had the desire to reach out and remove Nuozu’s mask to glimpse the true face.
But unfortunately, what he saw of Nu was still a vague illusion.
Like last ti during the encounter across spaceti, Nuozu seed like a set program, unlikely to change its early embedded will.
"Let think carefully..."
Nuozu sat in front of the table, appearing tall and mighty, with a wanton posture, fingers tapping his forehead, voice still overlapped and hoarse, yet muttering:
"Indeed, it’s the first ti this will has been activated by soone."
"Very unexpected, perhaps now I have perished, I never thought I could witness the success of a successor."
Xu Xiaoshou stepped closer, facing across the stone table.
He could see Nuozu, where Nu’s will should have been left during the creation of the wheel, yet could also see himself.
Perhaps too much ti had passed.
After all, who knows how many tens of thousands of worlds Na Ancestor had fallen through, this power also gradually weakened over ti.
Nuozu ultimately failed to see himself.
"What a pity..."
Compared to just receiving information passively, Xu Xiaoshou preferred communication, believing the latter would yield more useful information.
With a quick comparison, Xu Xiaoshou soon realized why Dao Qiongcang inford him, through the mouth of Cursed Yin, that the strength of Nuozu was just "Low Realm Holy Emperor, not as good as War Ancestor."
The strength of Nuozu’s consciousness now, at most, was at Wangze Holy Emperor level, basically Xu Xiaoshou could shatter it with one strike.
Of course, he would not do that.
He casually sat at the stone table, listening attentively.
In the world of Nu before him, it seed like it was the first ti seeing him.
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