Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

He kept it dark for about the time it takes to eat a meal before letting it slowly dim down. Then he put his hand down and said, "Today I discovered something new: the brightness of the leaves is changing, the changes are very subtle, but the direction is fixed."

It gradually brightens every morning, reaches its brightest point around noon, and then slowly begins to dim again in the afternoon.

Ling Feng said, "That means your martial spirit is adapting to the rhythm of natural light."

In Haifeng City, the boy walked into that passage again that evening.

He walked to the entrance and didn't linger for long.

He stepped inside. The ground beneath his feet was more solid than he had expected. The walls were dark, without any light, but not dark either.

He could see the moving point of light in the distance moving forward along a fixed path. He followed the direction of the light and walked forward for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn until he reached an area shrouded in light, where the light disappeared.

He didn't continue forward, but stopped at the edge of the light to confirm that the light spot was indeed no longer moving forward, and then retreated along the path he had come from.

He stood on the beach for almost fifteen minutes, as if confirming the details of what had just happened in his own way, then turned around, walked back to the cabin, pushed open the door, and sat down at the table.

He picked up a pen, wrote a message on a piece of paper, and then put it in the envelope.

He went to the town's post station, handed the letter to the post station staff, and then walked back to the hut along the coastline.

He closed the door and sat at the table for a long time. The night breeze seeped in through the cracks in the window, stirring the not-yet-completely-dry letter on the table, as if confirming in its own way that the flowing light had indeed found its path.

On the evening Jin Chen received the reply, dusk was slowly sliding down from the eaves of the western houses.

He sat on the stone bench and opened the letter: "He said he followed the light to the area shrouded in light, and then the light disappeared and did not move forward."

He retreated along the path he had come from, intending to try again the next day.

Ling Feng said, "The light spot disappears at a fixed location, which means it is only responsible for guiding people to that location."

The rest of the journey is his own to walk.

Qian Renxue sat on the veranda: "That boy should be organizing his observations right now."

Ling Feng said, "He's already taking notes."

"After he walks through that area a few more times, he should be able to see what's behind it."

Tang San arrived the next morning.

He sat down on the stone bench: "The area shrouded in his light could be the end of the passage, or it could be a transit point."

Ling Feng said, "The location where the light disappears is the marker for the end of the passage."

That evening, the boy walked into that passage again.

This time, he didn't hesitate and went straight to the area shrouded in light, venturing into its depths.

He walked a distance in that light, about a dozen steps for an average person, when the ground beneath his feet began to tremble slightly. Then he found himself standing in an open space.

That space was more spacious than the passageway, and the light was brighter, as if it were coming from all directions at the same time.

In the center of the space floats a slowly rotating crystal, its irregular shape covered with flowing light patterns, as if confirming its existence in its own way.

He approached the crystal and stopped about two or three steps away from it.

Chapter 378 Temperature Detection

He could feel the surface of the crystal radiating a continuous temperature, and he could feel the energy slowly flowing inside the crystal.

He stood there for a while without touching it, then he turned and backed out the way he had come.

The boy stood on the beach for a while before walking back to the hut.

He pushed open the door, but didn't sit down immediately. He stood at the doorway for a moment before walking to the table, sitting down, and writing a few lines on a piece of paper.

After he finished writing the letter, he folded it and put it in an envelope. He sent it to the post station early the next morning, then stood at the post station entrance for a while and looked into the distance before turning around and walking back to his hut along the coastline.

Jin Chen sat in the courtyard of the offering hall and shared his belief: "He said he walked to the end of the passage and saw a crystal that was slowly rotating, with an irregular shape and a surface covered with flowing light patterns."

He didn't touch it; after observing for a while, he withdrew.

Ling Feng said, "He is currently building his trust in that space."

Once he is completely confident that he can safely handle the crystal, he will attempt to touch it.

Qian Renxue said, "The crystal surface is covered with flowing light patterns, which may be the core structure of that space."

Jin Chen said, "He needs more time."

Ling Feng said, "Then give him time."

The next morning, while Chen Yuan was practicing his mist-making skills in the courtyard, Tang San walked in, sat down at the stone table, watched Chen Yuan practice for a while, and then said, "News from Haifeng City: he found the crystal."

Chen Yuan cleared the fog: "Then the next step is to try touching it."

Tang San said, "He said he hasn't touched it yet and plans to observe it a few more times before deciding on the next step."

Chen Yuan nodded: "That's right."

It's safer to wait until you've fully understood its patterns before making any contact, rather than acting rashly.

In the afternoon, the boy walked into that passage again.

He walked up to the crystal, stopped about two steps away, and observed it for a while instead of reaching out.

He could feel the temperature on the crystal surface changing at a fixed rhythm.

He stood there for about fifteen minutes, then reached out and gently touched the surface of the crystal with the back of his fingers, feeling a continuous warmth travel through his fingers.

The moment his fingers touched the crystal surface, he felt that the crystal surface was undergoing continuous changes, as if it was readjusting its shape, or as if it was confirming his existence in its own way.

He withdrew his hand, took a step back, then turned and retreated in the direction he had come from, until he reached the entrance of the passage and stood still on the beach.

He stood on the beach, the sea breeze blowing in his face, as if confirming his presence in its own way.

He sensed the changes in the crystals and felt that his connection with that space was becoming stronger.

He walked back to the cabin, pushed open the door, sat down at the table, picked up a pen, and wrote down a passage on a piece of paper: "When you touch the crystal, there is a temperature change on the surface, and you can feel that it is constantly adjusting its state."

The touch was stable, with no rejection reaction, and the connection with the space seemed to be deepening.

He folded the letter and put it in an envelope, intending to send it to the post station early the next morning.

Jin Chen was drinking tea in the courtyard of the ancestral hall when he received the letter.

After reading the letter, he handed it to Ling Feng: "He touched that crystal."

The surface of the crystal exhibits temperature changes, as if it is adapting to him.

After reading the letter, Ling Feng put it back on the table: "That means that space is accepting him, and the temperature change of the crystal is responding to his existence in its own way."

Qian Renxue said, "After he confirms that the crystal has fully accepted him, he should be able to have a more in-depth contact with it."

Ling Feng said, "By then, the boy should be able to perceive the true structure of that space more clearly."

In the evening, Tang San came over and sat for a while.

Jin Chen told him the general contents of the letter.

After listening, Tang San remained silent for a while: "The temperature change means that the crystal is alive, or at least has the ability to react."

Ling Feng said, "Once he becomes more familiar with the behavior of that crystal, he should be able to judge its reaction patterns more accurately."

After practicing his mist technique, Chen Yuan listened to the contents of the letter once more.

He thought for a moment: "The crystal is adapting to him."

Just as the fog adapts to my control methods, it takes time to establish a stable connection.

Ling Feng nodded: "That's true."

He's already heading in that direction.

Chen Yuan cleared the fog: "Then he will succeed."

The letter from the boy in Haifeng City arrived in Wuhun Capital five days later in the afternoon.

Jin Chen was pruning a newly moved orchid in the yard. The scissors were on the stone table. The letter had been delivered directly to the yard by someone from the post station.

He put down the scissors, wiped his hands on his robe, opened the envelope, took out the letter, read it for a while, and then looked up and said, "He went in again yesterday, and this time he stood in front of the crystal for even longer."

He said he could feel the temperature changes on the crystal surface becoming regular: it started warm, then slowly cooled, and then warmed again, like a cyclical pattern.

He put down the letter. "He also said that at the moment the temperature cooled down, he could feel some kind of change happening inside the crystal, as if something was moving from the inside out, but had not yet fully reached the surface."

Ling Feng walked out from under the corridor: "The periodic temperature changes indicate that the state of the crystal is rhythmic."

Qian Renxue also came out of the house: "Did he try to touch the crystal when the temperature got cold?"

Jin Chen looked down at the letter again: "He said he tried it once."

As the temperature cooled, he reached out and touched the surface of the crystal. This time, it felt softer than before, as if the surface was becoming thinner.

Chen Yuan stood in the corner of the courtyard, holding a weather vane in his hand: "A thinner surface, that might mean the crystals are opening some kind of channel, and the surface barrier will thin out at the moment the temperature cools down."

Tang San sat on the stone bench, looking at the letter in Jin Chen's hand: "If he can touch it for a longer time when the temperature gets cooler next time, he should be able to see what the inside of the crystal looks like."

Jin Chen folded the letter and put it back in the envelope: "He's already planning the next one."

He said he planned to stay longer as the temperature dropped to see if anything inside would become visible.

The next evening, the boy walked into that passage again.

He walked up to the crystal, stood about a step away from it, and waited until the temperature started to cool down before reaching out and touching the surface of the crystal with his fingertips.

The touch was softer than before; he could feel his fingertips slowly traversing the surface, stopping after passing through without continuing forward.

But his fingertips could already feel the temperature inside the crystal, which was cooler than the surface, as if a continuous temperature was seeping out from deep within.

Chapter 379 Patterns

He withdrew his hand, not in a hurry to try again, and retreated back the way he came, all the way to the beach.

He walked back to the hut, pushed open the door, sat down at the table, picked up a pen and wrote a few lines on a piece of paper, then folded it and put it in an envelope, intending to send it to the post station early the next morning.

Jin Chen received a reply the next day at noon.

He sat on the stone bench and opened the letter: "He said that when the temperature was getting cooler, he touched the crystal, his fingertips went through the surface, and he felt the temperature inside."

The internal temperature is cooler than the surface temperature, as if it is seeping out from deep within.

He didn't venture any deeper, and withdrew after sensing the internal temperature.