Chapter 2088: Chapter 2087: Art of the Supreme — Years
Everything returned to the exact same scene as before.
It was as if that figure had never appeared, and those three steps had never been taken.
But at this moment, Su Han, under the two-hundred-fold enlightenment provided by the Altar of the Divine Dao, achieved a moment of realization.
"The first step: vegetation appears, the world forms."
"The second step: vegetation grows, the world operates."
"The third step: vegetation withers, the world... collapses!"
"The beginning is origin, the middle is operation, and the end is destruction!"
Su Han took a deep breath, his eyes glistening intensely.
"Senior, what is this Art of the Supreme of yours?"
"Is it origin, or is it destruction? Or perhaps... the operation in the middle?"
In the silence, Su Han closed his eyes.
In his mind, those previous three steps remained, endlessly cycling.
Each cycle provided Su Han with a little more enlightenment.
However, if this Art of the Supreme were regarded as a path, each additional realization would add a fork in the road.
Su Han was thinking, contemplating, choosing...
Which path is correct, and which path is wrong?
...
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
But here, Su Han had achieved no results.
Occasionally he would open his eyes, look around at the desolation, his eyes full of bloodshot lines.
This was far more difficult than increasing his cultivation base.
A cultivation base can be built up with resources.
But the Enlightenment of the Dao...
An instant of error can lead someone down a wrong path forever!
Therefore, Su Han must not choose wrong, especially under this two-hundred-fold enlightenment!
The Art of the Supreme, he could do without.
But he couldn’t let this Art of the Supreme lead him down the same dead-end path as in his previous life!
"Origin, operation, destruction..."
"Origin, operation, destruction..."
"Origin, operation, destruction!!!"
These three words were repeatedly murmured by Su Han.
In the end, Su Han’s eyes turned somewhat blood-red, his mind seeming ready to explode.
Until another two months had passed—
One day, when Su Han looked down, he suddenly saw his own palm.
The palm was fair, with many palm lines present, and beneath the corporeal body of the Divine Sea Realm, it seemed transparent, as if one could see through it at a glance.
"Palm..."
Upon seeing his palm, Su Han’s body suddenly shook, stunned on the spot.
Then, in that instant, the thoughts that were previously stuck in a bottleneck in his mind suddenly began to operate rapidly.
"Palm!!!"
"This is a world, isn’t my palm also a world!"
"The appearance of vegetation corresponds to the existence of my palm..."
"The growth of vegetation corresponds to the growth of my palm..."
"The destruction of vegetation corresponds to the collapse of my palm upon my fall!"
"This is my... palm world!"
However, the quickly turning thoughts stopped abruptly here.
Su Han could treat his palm as the world, could treat his body as the world, could treat everything of himself as the world.
But what use is there in treating them as the world?
Still, he was faced with the previous questions, still didn’t understand if this Art of the Supreme was teaching him about origin, operation, or destruction?
It’s like a horn of dilemma; once figured out, he’ll immediately emerge, and if not understood, he’ll never comprehend it.
"Damn it!!!"
Su Han gritted his teeth, with an intensely suppressed emotion rising in his heart, unable to vent.
...
Time continued to pass.
As mentioned by the gigantic figure, there were four supreme techniques in total, each with a time limit of only three months.
And up to this point, Su Han had been contemplating the first Art of the Supreme for eighty-seven days.
Meaning, in three more days, he would fail in understanding this time.
At this moment, Su Han’s struggle was not about the Art of the Supreme but the three words he could never comprehend—
Origin, operation, destruction!
This feeling was like using his Divine Sea Realm cultivation base to compete with a Void Heaven Realm for an item, only for that item to be snatched by the Void Heaven Realm.
Su Han wasn’t torn over what the item was, what use it had, or how many spirit crystals it was worth, but rather... why did he lose to a Void Heaven Realm?
Two-hundred-fold enlightenment, plus experiences from his previous life, Su Han felt he shouldn’t have lost at the first Art of the Supreme!
"The last five layers of the Altar of the Divine Dao require the refining of Sixth Grade Pills, but I shattered them all by using the reverse heavens techniques with Mythical Rank Pills!"
Su Han gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, "I don’t believe it, I refuse to accept defeat at the first Art of the Supreme!"
Thinking of this, Su Han took another deep breath, suppressing all the thoughts in his heart.
However, as the first day of the countdown arrived, that irritable emotion worsened.
The end of the second countdown day left Su Han trembling all over, his eyes blood-red, hair starting to become disheveled, as if going insane.
Until the dawn of the third day, Su Han’s tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
"Only one day left... just one day left!!!"
"But this Art of the Supreme, I still haven’t..."
At this point, Su Han’s voice abruptly stopped!
He suddenly lowered his head, looking toward the desolate ground ahead, with a faint light appearing in his eyes.
"One day..."
"Only one day..."
Murmuring all the while, the three-step change in the world re-emerged in Su Han’s mind.
"Origin, operation, destruction... what does the occurrence of all these events require?"
"It requires a process!"
"And what is this process?"
"It is time! It is age!!!"
At this moment, as Su Han’s shout resonated, the faint light in his eyes immediately became intense.
"So it’s this, so it’s this..."
"What I cared about was always what these three steps were telling me, but I never thought about what I should be comprehending from these steps!"
"What’s the matter with origin? What’s the matter with operation? What’s the matter with destruction?"
"Everything must be formed day after day, year after year through the operation of age."
"Like my palm world, birth is childhood, growth is adulthood, and destruction is old age..."
"From childhood to old age, this is a process, and this process... is age!"
"The occurrence of anything cannot escape age!"
"Using a cultivator’s lifespan to calculate, that would be..."
"A hundred-year origin, a thousand-year operation, a ten-thousand-year destruction!"
