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The figure without eyes suddenly raised its hand, clenched its fist, and made a sound, as if trying to convey something, or perhaps shouting.
"Lord of Eternity? What is it saying?"
Tang San noticed that Shen Hou and the others had completely lost consciousness, maintaining their martial spirits purely by instinct. He realized that this "person" had gained a will of its own.
The Body Martial Spirit holds a tremendous secret!
The Lord of Eternity surely understands what's going on here, right?
Martial spirits usually possess a degree of spirituality, but this "blind man" formed from the Body Martial Spirit had intelligence far beyond ordinary, even displaying independent will.
Could it be that a deceased being can revive through this method?
It was truly terrifying!
Could Shen Hou and the others ever wake up?
Tang San prepared for the worst, ready at any moment to strike down this "person."
"Don't ask me; I have no idea what it's trying to convey," the Lord of Eternity replied. "But stay alert."
"Perhaps it's expressing frustration at not being able to revive perfectly," Electrolux speculated, projecting his own thoughts onto the situation. "The solution is actually simple—interrupt the fusion of the martial spirits. Since its spirit is formed by those twelve people, completely knocking them out and stopping the flow of soul power should do the trick."
Tang San nodded and was about to take action when he noticed that the "person" had lowered its head to look directly at him. Those dark, eyeless sockets were eerily unsettling.
"Hello, Tang San."
To his surprise, it spoke the Douluo language—and even knew his name.
"Who are you?" Tang San became wary, uncertain of why this "person" knew him.
"Don't be alarmed. I just spent a bit of time attuning to the natural world and learned all that has transpired here, including your history."
"I must admit, being able to detect the existence of the Immortal True Spirit shows remarkable talent... I, however, call it the Primordial Spirit—'Yuan,' the original essence."
Tang San did not let his guard down, though his curiosity was piqued. He asked, "In your era, had you already developed a method to control the Immortal True Spirit?"
"No, I might be the only one who realized the Immortal True Spirit existed and began thinking of ways to control it," the "person" shook its head. "As for the specific method, I can't really tell you. I stumbled upon it by chance, managing to record everything of myself onto the Immortal True Spirit."
"The Immortal True Spirit is the sole essence of a living being. The external soul is merely a protective shell. Most beings don't realize this and believe that their divine soul, divine consciousness, and divine thought are the foundations. But in reality, if they paid closer attention, they would see that when a trace of their divine soul separates and moves a significant distance from the body, it might evolve into an entirely new, independent being."
"In this vast universe, countless similar 'flowers' exist. But there is only one Immortal True Spirit."
Tang San realized this might be his chance to gain deeper insights into the Immortal True Spirit, so he decided to ask more. The other was not reluctant to share and explained:
"The Immortal True Spirit is singular. Once you master your true self, you can travel through countless multiverses with the Immortal True Spirit as your anchor. However, in most cases, beings who control the Immortal True Spirit refrain from interfering in anything. We simply observe—witnessing the growth and demise of all things as passive observers."
"We?" Tang San understood that each word from such an existence held significance and wasn't spoken lightly. This meant that he wasn't the only one who had mastered the Immortal True Spirit.
"Indeed, there are countless beings like me."
The "person" continued with their perspective.
"Though we are eternal, transcending time and space—unchanging and immortal—there are still conflicts among us, mostly about how to achieve true eternity for all beings. Due to our differing approaches, disagreements often arise… Of course, we're all undying, so at worst, our physical forms are destroyed, leaving only our Immortal True Spirits."
"But true spirits cannot be extinguished, and over the long span of time, there's always a moment of revival. As for me, I was beaten to the point of complete annihilation—both form and spirit. You, however, managed to awaken me prematurely; otherwise, I wouldn't know how long it would take to achieve a true rebirth."
"Are you sure it's okay to tell me all this?" Tang San felt as if he'd learned too much and might be silenced because of it. "Is this really something someone at my level should know?"
"Don't worry; it doesn't matter to us. Even if you know, what difference does it make? Without grasping the true essence of life or the mysteries of eternity, knowing is just that—knowledge. In the end, all such knowledge fades in the endless flow of time."
The "person" shrugged with a faint, indifferent smile. "As for knowing too much, leading to 'knowledge obstacles' or the like—that's not my concern. From the perspective of the Immortal True Spirit, all life, from the moment it's born, is eternal."
Tang San could understand this in an absolute rational sense, but being in the mortal world, he couldn't detach himself from human emotions and desires. His mind hadn't reached such a level of detachment.
"That's more than sufficient. To truly master eternity, you must first impose a layer of 'knowledge obstacles' upon yourself, and then find a way to break through it."
"Only in this way can you glimpse the true essence of life!"
After speaking, the "person" shuddered, and the martial spirits that formed their body dispersed, returning to the bodies of Shen Hou and the others. However, their own appearance grew clearer, revealing a face that was plain and square.
It was the kind of face that, in a crowd, would be impossible to pick out.
Completely ordinary, entirely unremarkable—even their aura held nothing special. They looked like one of the common people, without any outstanding features.
"Have you… come back to life?" Tang San asked in surprise.
"For one who controls the Immortal True Spirit, death does not exist." The figure's voice was steady, like the endless waves of the sea, yet gentle as a spring breeze, blending seamlessly with nature itself. "In the future, if you conduct further Body Martial Spirit fusion experiments, you won't be able to summon me again. Rest assured. As for me, I need to…"
Before finishing the sentence, the person's expression shifted, and their figure immediately slipped into the void, vanishing without a trace. They left only a parting remark:
"My name is Gu. If fate allows, we shall meet again. However, one of my sworn foes has detected my presence, so I must flee now. That stubborn one won't give up easily—it might take me countless eras to shake them off…"
Eras…
As Tang San pondered this measure of time, the figure had already disappeared, leaving him with a resigned thought: "I've learned a lot, but until I reach that level, this knowledge doesn't mean much. Better to take things step-by-step…"
(End of Chapter)