Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

Rules are not a single means, but a complete system—the process of power coming into being from nothing.

Where does the energy of the void come from, how is it drawn in, how is it transformed, how is it distributed, how is it released, and how does it return to the void?

A complete closed loop, forming a cycle from beginning to end.

These are the rules.

Lin Zhao saw every detail of the process through the lens of the law.

His previous actions—freezing the sacred lake, burning the lake water, and turning the water into clouds—were a replication of the transformation of energy and matter.

But not enough.

What is the key to the transformation of energy and matter?

Lin Zhao was still thinking.

At that moment, deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, a shattering sound rang out, and the Divine Soul Sword Tower completely collapsed.

Lin Zhao maintained the Heavenly State for an extended period, pushing the Sword Tower's capacity to its limit. The tower began to crack from the ninth floor, the cracks spreading downwards. Golden light leaked out from the cracks, eventually transforming into countless fragments of divine souls. These fragments fell into the sea of ​​consciousness, crashing into its darkness.

The Sword Tower was built layer by layer by him using his sword intent, spirit, will, and mind; it was one of the most crucial foundations of his foundation-building stage.

But Lin Zhao did not panic in the instant the tower collapsed.

Because he saw something else at the same time.

The key to transformation —

It means "meaning".

Intention, sword intent, will

Meaning is the concrete manifestation of the power of the "mind".

This is a higher-dimensional power that transcends magic.

The "heart" is the primary driving force behind the operation of the rules.

The transformation of energy into matter and matter into energy requires an initial force to drive it. This force is not spiritual power, but intention, or mind.

No wonder the power of Nascent Soul cultivators lies in change; change is part of the operation of the rules.

Through the process of change, a Nascent Soul cultivator will one day be able to comprehend a complete rule, and on that day, he will be able to create his own Dharma Realm.

Rules, the embodiment of divinity.

When Lin Zhao realized this, the innate divine power within Lin Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness—was fully awakened at that moment.

In the deepest part of my consciousness, something lit up.

From beneath the collapsed sword tower fragments, from the deepest darkness of the sea of ​​consciousness, a Dharma wheel rose to the surface.

It was not large, only a few dozen feet in diameter, but the moment Lin Zhao's divine sense touched it, his entire sea of ​​consciousness trembled.

The wheel slowly rotates, composed of countless extremely fine runes—each rune is born and dies, like stars being born and then extinguished.

The light flowed across the surface of the wheel, like a nebula drifting slowly in the universe.

Majestic. Vast. Unfathomable.

At this moment, Lin Zhao's consciousness, will, and mind were completely united with Falun.

Heaven and man are one.

The boundless primordial energy from the outside world was drawn into Lin Zhao's body by the Dharma Wheel, transforming into spiritual energy, and then condensing into a form behind him.

It forms a phantom image of a Dharma wheel.

Several meters in diameter, it hovered behind him, slowly rotating. The wheel was made up of countless points of light, each of which was a rune that came into being and died.

Lin Zhao hovered above the Holy Island, with the Dharma Wheel slowly rotating behind him.

The Supreme Divine Power – Heavenly Heart Dharma Wheel.

This is an unparalleled divine power that only a Nascent Soul Celestial Lord can comprehend.

With the help of his innate divine ability, Lin Zhao was able to touch upon the power that only Nascent Soul cultivators could explore ahead of time.

rule.

Perhaps influenced by his materialism in his previous life, the rules he comprehended were material rules.

Energy, matter, and rules can be transformed into one another. Matter is transformed into energy, energy is condensed into rules, and rules, in turn, reshape matter.

And the core driving force behind all of this can be summed up in one word—

meaning.

Without intention, rules are dead, supernatural powers are empty, and strength is false.

With intention, a piece of paper can cut through gold and jade. A drop of water can turn into a raging torrent. A grain of sand can suppress a mountain.

Intention is the concrete manifestation of the mind, and it drives everything.

Lin Zhao stood in front of the sacred pillar, turned around, and scanned the entire secret realm with his gaze.

At this moment, the secret realm no longer holds many secrets for him.

His gaze pierced through the sacred pillars, through the network of elemental energy, and through the sky above the secret realm.

Then he turned his head and looked at the sun in the sky.

He had always been curious about what the sun in the cultivation world was like, and why there was a cycle of sun and moon in the secret realm.

The moment his supernatural powers awakened, he saw the truth.

The sun is a three-legged golden crow.

No, to be precise, it is the projection of the Golden Crow.

That projection came from a higher-dimensional being—a real, living, three-legged golden crow that roamed in a higher dimension.

That golden crow was comparable to a true immortal.

No, it surpasses even true immortals.

It is a being at a higher level than a true immortal, so high that Lin Zhao could not comprehend it.

The golden crow's projection fell upon all the heavens and myriad realms, becoming the sun of every world.

It has fixed the time in all the heavens and myriad realms. Rising in the east and setting in the west.

No matter how big or small the world is, wherever the golden crow's projection shines, the flow of time is uniform.

The Luo Tian Secret Realm originally had no sun or moon.

However, when the rules of the secret realm are perfected to a certain extent, and when it is elevated from a secret realm to a small world, it can attract the Golden Crow projection to descend.

Therefore, the secret realm has day and night, and the cycle of the sun and moon.

This is not the rule.

It is the law.

A Nascent Soul cultivator controls the rules. A True Immortal controls the laws.

Rules are the "way of the world"—how energy is transformed, how matter is generated, and how life is propagated.

The laws are the "underlying logic" of the world—why energy is born, why space exists, and why causality holds true.

Lin Zhao could only see these things at the moment when he awakened the Heavenly Heart Dharma Wheel and comprehended the rules.

next interest.

The sun returned to normal.

It was just a blinding ball of light, suspended in the sky.

That golden crow can no longer be seen.

Insufficient strength.

Only true immortals can truly comprehend the laws.

He is still a long way from becoming a true immortal.

Lin Zhao withdrew her gaze.

He looked at the sacred pillar in front of him.

Now he can see the path of every flow of elemental energy inside the sacred pillar, and he can see the fourth-tier magic weapon sealed in the deepest part.

It's time to take it out.

He also wanted to see just how strong his attack power would be after he had grasped some of the rules.

Lin Zhaofei has left the Holy Island. Once the Holy Pillar is broken, the area of ​​damage will be considerable.

He landed on the lakeside—the lakebed had completely dried up, and the previous freezing and burning had turned all the water that the sacred lake had accumulated over tens of thousands of years into a hundred-mile-long cloud layer in the sky.

He raised his hand.

The sea of ​​clouds began to surge, and the cloud layer contracted from the edge to the center, its color changing from grayish-white to gray, and then pressing down to inky black.

The rain began to fall. A torrential downpour instantly enveloped the entire sacred lake, and rainwater poured into the dried-up lakebed, causing the water level to rise inch by inch.

In less than half an hour, the sacred lake returned to its original water level, and the water was clear, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Zhao lowered her hand.

This could be considered as having the power to command the wind and rain. The area was not large, only ten miles, but that was enough.

He did this in the hope of using the lake water to buffer the aftermath of the upcoming attack.

For the millions of ordinary people in the ancient city, the difference between being separated by a ten-mile-long lake and not being separated is life and death.

He already had a way to break the sacred pillar.