Perfect: I am Shi An from Shicun, and I am Huang’s brother!

Chapter 375 Just a Hair's Breadth Away

Before we knew it, time had slipped by quietly.

In the blink of an eye, several months have passed since Shi Hao left to break through to the Saintly Sacrifice Realm.

In the past few months, Shi An did not stay obediently in the Sacrificial Spirit Realm, but traveled to various realms of the Immortal Ancient Realm to understand the laws of the world and prepare for his next breakthrough.

Over the past few months, he has wandered between different small worlds, trying to feel and touch the world laws flowing in this broken immortal land.

His first stop was the nearby "Wind-Eroded Realm," where fierce winds raged year-round, leaving intricate law-carved marks on the spatial barriers, like countless ancient divine patterns eroded by the wind.

Shi An stood atop a weathered stone peak, letting the fierce winds that could shatter rocks sweep over him. His eyes were slightly closed, but his divine sense, like tentacles, reached out to capture the rhythm of spatial cutting and energy flow contained in the wind.

His twelve grotto-heavens resonated faintly within his body. One of the grotto-heavens shone with light, faintly attempting to simulate and absorb these fragments of wind-elemental laws, internalizing them into strands of pure Dao traces.

Several days later, he appeared in the "Crimson Flame Realm," a place where lava flowed.

Here, the earth is cracked, and scorching magma surges like the earth's blood vessels. The air is distorted and deformed by the high temperature, and the whole place is filled with a violent aura of destruction.

Shi An floated above the sea of ​​magma, palm down, fingers spread wide. The space below his palm slowly collapsed, forming a small, invisible vortex of gravity.

The essence of fire contained in the magma sea was drawn by this invisible force, seeping into his palm and being absorbed by the cave on his body that represented the origin of fire.

He did not pursue the destructive power of lava, but rather analyzed its core life pulse—the creative opportunity to reshape the world hidden behind extreme destruction.

Next, his footsteps extended to the vibrant "Ancient Realm of Ten Thousand Trees".

Here, ancient trees reach for the sky, vines entwine, and every leaf and every drop of dew seems to contain the code of life, breathing in the essence of plants.

The stone dwells deep within an ancient vine forest, undisturbed by the slumbering will of this place.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and every pore on his body opened up.

In an instant, the rich, almost tangible essence of wood surged toward him like a stream, greedily absorbed and fused with the corresponding grotto within his body.

His mind sank into it, watching as the barren land within that cave instantly sprouted, broke through the soil, and rapidly grew into a thriving small forest due to the infusion of this immense vitality.

He carefully observed the order of plant growth, the rhythm of life, and the self-contained cycle and evolution.

Each time he steps into a different world, each time he deeply comprehends a unique law, it's as if he ignites stars within his own celestial realm.

He clearly felt that each of his grottoes was becoming more solid and vivid, and the rudiments of the laws within were becoming clearer.

These insights, like gentle streams, continuously flowed into the vast "world" within his heart, a world that was about to merge.

The image of the Yayoi world, a unified world of caves and heavens, became increasingly concrete in his consciousness, and the scene of the primordial chaos became clearer and more radiant.

During his months of solitary travel, he never stopped moving, like a silent weaver, traversing the remnants of the ancient world, using the laws of the world as threads to meticulously weave his own unique path.

He is no longer merely the owner of a grotto-heaven, but more like an observer and creator of a world.

Each deeper understanding filled him with greater confidence and a stronger sense of control over the crucial juncture of achieving oneness with the celestial realm and creating the world of Nirvana.

As for Yunxi and Huoling'er, due to their strength, they did not leave but stayed in the Sacrificial Spirit Realm to cultivate and stabilize their realm.

The more they stayed by Shi An and Shi Hao's side, the more they realized that in order to follow them, they had to be strong enough themselves, otherwise they would not be able to see their backs in the future.

Therefore, when Shi An returned to his residence, Huo Ling'er was sitting cross-legged by the spirit spring, her body enveloped in crimson mist, with a phantom of a true phoenix spreading its wings behind her, its cry clear and melodious. Yun Xi, on the other hand, was in the purple bamboo forest on the other side, surrounded by indistinct palaces, shrouded in mist and clouds, a scene of ethereal beauty, as if she were in a fairyland.

Sensing Shi An's arrival, the two women, though in the midst of cultivation, opened their eyes at the same moment, their reflections showing the figure in green robes.

"Brother An, you're back. How did it go? Did you find anything?"

Yunxi rose gracefully, took light steps, and arrived in front of Shi An in a few steps.

Her purple hair cascaded down like a galaxy, her eyes sparkled with concern, and her voice was soft and melodious, like a clear mountain spring flowing, carrying a unique gentleness.

"not bad!"

Seeing this, Shi An's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. He then reached out and gently stroked Yun Xi's hair, saying, "Although the ancient immortal laws are incomplete and not as effective as those in the outside world, they also reduce the suppression."

"This allowed me to use the Trace of Myriad Realms to complete the final flaw of the Grotto Heaven. Now, I am only one step away from merging the Grotto Heaven with the world, creating a new world, and stepping into the realm of gods."

At this moment, Huo Ling'er also stood up and gracefully walked to Shi An's side.

Her figure was graceful, her body was surrounded by crimson clouds, and the phantom of the true phoenix appeared and disappeared, adding to her heroic spirit.

"Just a hair's breadth away..."

Huo Ling'er's eyes blazed with fire, and her voice, though soft, carried a hint of solemnity: "I wonder what that line of spies needs? Could we ask the seniors of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan, or the Willow God, for assistance?"

"No."

However, Shi An shook his head slightly, his eyes reflecting the two women's stunning beauty, but his tone was more resolute than ever before: "I can only cross this line by myself."

"The unity of the grotto and the world, the creation of a new world, is the 'opening of heaven and earth' of my path. If I borrow external forces, even the slightest bit, it will leave a flaw, and it will be difficult to achieve perfection in the future."

Upon hearing this, Yunxi bit her lower lip lightly, a hint of worry flashing in her purple eyes, but she ultimately said nothing more. She simply raised her hand to straighten his clothes and said softly, "Be careful..."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Shi An raised his hand and placed it on Yun Xi's slightly cool fingertips. The warmth traveled through her fingertips, giving her a reassuring response: "These past few months of travel and insights have given me a firm grasp on this crucial step. I just need to wait for the right time, and then everything will fall into place naturally."

"Lord Shi'an, the Ancestor sent me to invite you and your two wives, saying that Lord Huang has returned!"

Just then, a member of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan rushed over and respectfully addressed Shi An.

Upon hearing this, Shi An's eyes flashed with surprise: "Oh? My brother is back. Did he successfully break through to the Saintly Sacrifice Realm?"

As soon as Shi An finished speaking, the disciple nodded hurriedly and said, "Lord Huang has successfully broken through and is currently discussing important matters with the Ancestor and the others in the council hall. He specially sent me to invite Lord Shi An to come over."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Shi An responded, then turned to Huo Ling'er and Yun Xi, and said, "Let's go."

"it is good!"

The two women nodded slightly, and then the three of them followed the eight-armed Soul Clan disciple to the council hall.

(End of this chapter)