Inside the spiritual sanctuary of the Land of Nowhere, a profound transformation had reached its completion.
Yun Lintian's soul, which had been meditating under the embrace of the World Tree, slowly opened his eyes.
They were the same mismatched eyes—one holding his original color, the other now containing a deep, serene light that was a fusion of all he had learned. But the expression within them was utterly different from Nian Shi's cold arrogance. They were exceptionally calm, a stillness that ran deeper than any ocean, a clarity that saw through the fundamentals of existence.
The grief, the rage, the determination—all were still there, but they were now perfectly integrated, tools to be used rather than passions to rule him. He had fully absorbed the World Tree's aura, the essence of the Creator's soul from Ning Yue, and the ultimate understanding of Creation and Uncreation.
