Chapter 1671: Ancient Mystery, Eye-like Threads (Second Update)

What exactly is a Rule? Few can clearly articulate it. Even the distinction between Rules and Laws is a regret that countless people have pondered for tens of thousands of years without finding an answer.

Wang Lin was also perplexed by this. Sometimes he thought he had figured it out, but more often, he would constantly negate his previous conjectures.

Rules, Laws, and the Formations of Heaven and Earth—this was the answer Wang Lin had arrived at for now.

What is Heaven and Earth? The Heaven and Earth of this Immortal Cave Realm is the Heavenly Dao. But what is the Heavenly Dao? How can it, or he, or she, decide Rules and Laws? And how were these born?

Wang Lin didn't understand. Even though his Origin of Battle had transformed into a new Rule, he still couldn't comprehend it. He only knew that whether it was Rules or Laws, they were all formless things. But if one were to view them as having form, they would be like countless threads intertwined around all people, all living beings, and all objects in this Heaven and Earth.

Just like when the Body Fixing Art is cast, countless blurry threads appear wrapped around the enemy. These threads are Wang Lin's understanding of Rules and Laws.

Each thread is different, intertwined to form various Rules. The will contained within these Rules is the Law.

This is Heaven and Earth! This is the Heavenly Dao!

In Wang Lin's understanding, Restrictions are a type of art born when, at the dawn of Heaven and Earth, some of the earliest living beings, from worshipping Heaven and Earth, to doubting, and finally questioning, in these various changes, or even in unchanging fervent reverence for Heaven and Earth, imitated Rules and Laws!

This art is Formation, is Restriction!

In his recent insights, Wang Lin was not studying the differences between these Restrictions, but rather pursuing the Origin of Restrictions as he understood them.

He thought that if those invisible threads were Rules and Laws, then for a person to truly perfectly obtain the Origin of Restriction, they would have to condense their own threads.

These threads must be based on one's own body and completely belong to oneself to succeed!

Thus, when he slashed a sword at the Ghost Face Canvas, tearing it open, and was enlightened by the boundless Restriction storm, he thought of a method: the blood vessels in his eyes!

To transform the blood vessels of his own eyes into the threads of the Heaven and Earth's Rules and Laws, and after integrating them into all Restrictions, to create a Heaven-and-Earth-like existence within Wang Lin's eyes. His eyes would be the Origin of Restriction, his own Rules, and his thoughts would be the will of these Rules, which is Law!

No one throughout history had ever thought of this method. Wang Lin was the first! He was extremely bold and meticulous in his thinking; once he made a decision, he would not easily change it.

At this moment, the illusory right eye appeared before him, its blood vessels clearly visible. With a low shout from Wang Lin, all the blood vessels in the pupil flashed out, infinitely magnifying to envelop the large number of collapsing Restrictions.

At the same time, Wang Lin raised his right hand and pressed it over his left eye. Immediately, his left eye materialized, forming another gigantic pupil before him.

After these two pupils appeared, blood vessels flickered and spread all around. The Restrictions merged one by one with these blood vessels. Half an incense stick later, there were no Restrictions left in this place, only the two gigantic pupils, wreathed in endless blood vessels, floating in the starry sky.

As Wang Lin's thoughts stirred, the two illusory pupils flashed and rapidly shrank, disappearing into Wang Lin's eyes. At the same time, Wang Lin closed his eyes.

His three True Body Clones merged one by one in a flicker, transforming into his True Body. He took a step forward, overlapping with his closed-eyed Clone, eventually merging into one.

The Divine Sense that had spread out slowly condensed, finally returning to Wang Lin's body.

The longswords formed by the six Origins circled around Wang Lin, slowly rotating. The pervasive Origin Qi made Wang Lin's figure appear somewhat blurry.

Everything in this starry sky now fell silent, as if nothing had happened before. Only Wang Lin sat there cross-legged, unmoving.

But slowly, an extremely powerful aura diffused from his body. This aura, formed by his formidable Middle Stage Void Realm cultivation, seemed to boil the moment it emanated from Wang Lin, showing signs of surging and rising.

This aura grew stronger and stronger. As it gradually spread, the longswords formed by the six great Origins outside Wang Lin's body emitted bursts of buzzing sounds. This sound seemed to be cheering, cheering for the seventh Origin!

Wang Lin's eyes suddenly opened at this instant, revealing a terrifying gaze that would make anyone who encountered it shudder. That gaze originally had no color, but if anyone were present, anyone who met that gaze would feel their mind tremble, experiencing the illusion that the gaze was blood-red!

At the source of that gaze, on Wang Lin's pupils, were countless blood vessels. These blood vessels intertwined, resembling the Rules of Heaven and Earth, and even more so, the Laws of Heaven and Earth.

Each blood vessel contained a Restriction. Wang Lin's expression was calm as he swept his eyes across the starry sky. In his vision, he saw countless blurry fine lines existing in this starry sky; these fine lines were Rules.

He raised his right hand and gently flicked forward. It seemed ordinary, but in Wang Lin's perception, his right hand had flicked an invisible fine line.

The moment this fine line was flicked by him, a patch of ice instantly appeared out of nowhere in the distant starry sky. This ice appeared so suddenly that it immediately froze the surroundings.

As Wang Lin's right index finger released the invisible fine line, the ice in the distant starry sky collapsed with a roar, turning into countless shattered ice fragments that rolled in all directions. One huge ice block shot directly towards Wang Lin, disappearing without a trace ten zhang in front of him.

Wang Lin's expression remained normal. He once again flicked another invisible fine thread with his right hand. With a flick, the starry sky far to his right collapsed with a roar, revealing a gigantic black hole that emitted endless suction, devouring the surrounding dust.

After a long while, Wang Lin closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he formed Hand Seals with his right hand and pointed a finger three inches from the center of his brows. Gradually, a towering red glow erupted from his eyes, and faintly visible beneath the red glow were countless blood vessels. In Wang Lin's eyes, their trajectories changed, slowly condensing from a scattered state, finally forming a single line amidst the pain in his eyes!

One eye, one line!

This red line, composed of all the threads, did not stand vertically like a snake's pupil, but lay horizontally in the middle of Wang Lin's pupil. Red light emanated, condensing on Wang Lin's right fingertip. Slowly, the light on his fingertip grew brighter and brighter, its color changing from crimson to the eerie glow of a Restriction.

After a long while, Wang Lin lowered his right hand and pointed forward. With this pointer, an eerie light immediately flickered, and a longsword slowly took shape, appearing before Wang Lin.

This sword was illusory, and countless Restrictions seemed to exist within it.

The moment this sword appeared, Wang Lin's long hair moved without wind, and bursts of thumping sounds emanated from within his body. His entire aura surged dramatically, gradually climbing directly from the Middle Stage Void Realm to the Late Stage Void Realm!

He suddenly looked up, and Wang Lin clenched his right hand fiercely. The increase in his cultivation caused this simple fist clench to make the surrounding starry sky tremble, as if he had grasped the starry sky in his palm.

Slowly standing up, Wang Lin flicked his wide sleeve. The seven swords formed by his Origins around him whistled, one by one merging into his body and disappearing.

Moreover, with a grab into the Void Realm by Wang Lin's right hand, the Ghost Face Canvas, which had previously been torn open, appeared in his hand. His gaze flickered, and as Wang Lin looked at the canvas, the tear on it healed at a visible speed. In a moment, it was completely restored without any flaws.

The ghost face on the canvas was still ferocious and strange, but to Wang Lin at this moment, it felt somewhat familiar.

This Ghost Face Canvas had completely become Wang Lin's treasure!

"The Illusion Art of the Great Soul Sect on the Immortal Astral Continent is also a type of Restriction, and it belongs to a part of the Origin of Restriction. Restrictions are inherently illusory, just like Rules. If you say it exists, it exists. When you have the ability to ignore it, if you say it doesn't exist, it won't exist… This is illusion… similar to true and false, but fundamentally different! Although I have comprehended the Origin of Restriction through my own understanding, this Origin has not reached Major Achievement. It is merely derived from my own foundation… To truly reach Major Achievement in the Origin of Restriction, one must transform oneself into Heaven and Earth, one's own Rules becoming the Rules of Heaven and Earth, and one's own will becoming the Laws of Heaven and Earth. This is difficult, difficult, difficult…"

Wang Lin shook his head in silence, put away the Ghost Face Canvas, and walked forward step by step.

"There are still many things to do. The illusionary Restrictions on this Ghost Face Canvas also require some time to study… However, it's time to leave this place." Wang Lin's figure, with his white hair fluttering, gradually drifted into the distance.

Wang Lin gained a great deal from this trip to the Cloud Sea: Eight-Star dao ancient, Late Stage Void Realm cultivation, and he also obtained the Ghost Face Canvas, which allowed him to control the Soul Demon Boat, and he formed an Alliance with Fan Shanlu.

Most importantly, he vaguely saw a method to find the third soul from the Seven-Colored Daoist.

At the same time, on the Immortal Astral Continent, within the territory of the Immortal Clan, a rare great battle roared into existence above the Nine Heavens. Few on the ground could detect this battle; their cultivation was insufficient, and they were not qualified to know any of it. To the many Cultivators on the ground, they only saw that the sky had been hazy for the past few months, as if mist was slowly flowing.

"Xuan Luo, your cultivation is much weaker than it was back then. It should be almost time for your Reincarnation… I wonder if you've found someone to protect. If not, this Daoist can give you one."

"Dao Yi, you've been pestering me ever since I entered the Immortal Clan Continent. If you block me again, I will slaughter your entire Dao Yi Sect!" Above the Nine Heavens, a blood-red sun shone brightly. Within it, Xuan Luo's expression was calm as he slowly spoke.

"Slaughter my entire Dao Yi Sect? You're so anxious, it seems you must have an important matter for entering my Immortal Clan territory this time!"

"Everywhere Xuan Luo goes, there are important matters. Will you move aside, or not!" Xuan Luo disdained any schemes or tricks, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

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