Absolute Resonance - Chapter 1832

Chapter 1829 Formless

Li Luo sat quietly cross-legged before the purple futon, starlight falling, with dust motes dancing within.

Time flowed silently in the stillness.

Unbeknownst to him, a year had passed.

Li Luo seemed to have turned into a withered tree or stone statue, even his breath and heartbeat had completely disappeared.

However, his mind was not so calm; on the contrary, the surging spiritual light, like the violent thunder at the beginning of heaven and earth, was constantly colliding, being born and dying.

Countless images flowed through Li Luo’s mind, his experiences over the past decades, each acquired aspect he had refined since the beginning of the Void Aspect:

Water Aspect, Light Aspect, Wood Aspect, Earth Aspect, Dragon Aspect, Thunder Aspect, Crystal Aspect, Ice Aspect, Wind Aspect, Illusion Aspect, Life Aspect, Death Aspect.

Therefore, he calmed his mind, as if he had traveled back to the moment each aspect of his being was forged, sensing the sublimation within his body.

With each birth of a new aspect, that profound feeling surged into Li Luo’s heart once more, which he savored countless times.

He needed to find the answer to this Myriad Aspects Seed.

He knew the answer lay within it.

The answer to the Tenth Grade!

Like an ascetic, he stumbled through his own memories, lingering at each crucial juncture, trying to find a trace of sublimation and enlightenment.

However, as time passed, even though he was immersed in the profound feelings of the birth of each aspect, he still couldn’t find the answer he sought.

He didn’t know how to break the deadlock.

This path was unimaginably difficult, but that was normal; after all, throughout history, countless Divine Fruit Kings had lost their way here, their paths broken.

No one could reach the path to the Tenth Grade World Supreme.

Even that Sect Master hadn’t succeeded.

But Li Luo still hadn’t given up.

He had a bold idea: since the Myriad Aspects Seed was named after all aspects, perhaps he could create a false world of memories within his mind, where he could continuously alter the aspects he had acquired over the years, eventually gathering all ten thousand aspects.

Although it was a false world of memories created in his mind, his current level of cultivation allowed him to perceive the true essence of each element’s birth within that falsehood.

Perhaps, when he truly gathered all ten thousand elements’ true essences, he would find the answer.

With this thought in mind, he began to act.

Thus, an even longer experiment began.

He immersed himself in the world of memories he created, reversing and altering all the elements forged at that original point in time.

One after another, elements he had never encountered before were born:

the Silver Wolf element, the Gold element, the Poison element, the Divine Tiger element, the Golden-Winged Roc element… … He had seen these elements before but never possessed them, and Li Luo tried them all.

It was like a collector’s obsession.

With each false memory that was born, Li Luo gradually mastered more and more elements’ essences.

Such inconceivable methods could only be achieved by someone at his level, surpassing even the Divine Fruit Heavenly King, but it still exhausted his mind and spirit.

His external body had begun to wither, his gray hair now covering the throne.

Three years had passed unnoticed outside.

But for Li Luo, these three years felt like centuries.

His heart swelled with excitement, for his painstaking efforts were nearing completion of the Ten Thousand Affinities True Essence.

Perhaps the secret of the Ten Thousand Affinities Seed was right before his eyes!

The moment the ten thousandth affinity twisted in his memory, Li Luo seemed to hear countless whispers of affinityes. He awaited the sublimation of the Ten Thousand Affinities Seed within him with anticipation.

But although the Ten Thousand Affinities Seed became brighter and more dazzling than ever before, the sublimation and transformation he had hoped for did not occur.

The light in Li Luo’s eyes dimmed at that moment.

He gazed blankly and disappointedly at the countless false memory worlds he had created around him. He had poured all his power into touching the true essence of the Ten Thousand Affinities Seed, but this was still not the answer.

Li Luo slowly sat down on a reef, surrounded by a surging torrent of memories, many vividly remembered faces flashing by.

Was this path still wrong?

But he didn’t have much time left.

Seven or eight out of ten years had passed.

Li Luo let out a weary sigh; the difficulty of this path exceeded his imagination. No wonder even the sect leader hadn’t reached the end.

Where exactly was the path from the Myriad Manifestations Seed to the Tenth Grade?

The Myriad Manifestations Seed was blocked.

Then what exactly were the Myriad Manifestations Seeds?

What were they?

Li Luo’s eyes were blank, his gaze scattered as he stared at the torrent of his memories. After sitting there for an unknown amount of time, a memory image flashed before his eyes, and in an instant, it was as if a ray of light had torn through the fog. Li Luo

abruptly stood up from the memory reef.

In this torrent of memories, he repeatedly immersed himself in the nodes formed by the attributes, trying to sense the essence of the Myriad Manifestations Seed at the birth of the attributes, to find the final answer.

But it seemed that from the very beginning, he had overlooked a crucial node.

That point was something his own consciousness never wanted to relive, so he naturally forgot it, even after examining his memories countless times, he never paid attention to it.

It was a natural escape.

But sometimes, the answer might lie in the act of escape.

Li Luo took a deep breath, stepped forward, and entered the torrent of memories.

In the next instant, time and space seemed to shift, and Li Luo’s vision suddenly changed.

A vibrant, energetic cheering roared in from all directions, invigorating him.

Li Luo looked down at his hands, which appeared exceptionally immature and exuded an extremely weak feeling—a feeling he had forgotten for a very long time.

He slowly raised his head, and what came into view were many extremely young faces of boys and girls.

They were all wearing the same clothes—the uniforms of Nanfeng Academy.

This was… Nanfeng Academy!

A surge of emotion welled up in Li Luo’s heart. His gaze involuntarily drifted to the crowd, where a slender, graceful figure stood at the very front. She wore a well-fitting academy uniform, which hugged her exquisitely shaped, budding figure. Beneath the uniform skirt were her long, straight legs, perfectly fitted. But what truly captivated the eye was the fact that these already slender legs were covered in smooth, snow-white stockings, which shimmered with a luminous glow under the warm sunlight.

This further accentuated the perfect advantage of her long legs, drawing all eyes.

That was… Lü Qing’er.

But now, she was the beautiful, lively girl from Nanfeng Academy. Her eyes always held a bright, intelligent smile, and occasionally, her gaze would linger on the young man on the stage.

At these moments, a faint blush would appear on her delicate, flower-like face, before she would casually look away.

This time, however, Lü Qing’er noticed that Li Luo was staring straight at her, which made her heart skip a beat. She wondered if she’d been discovered.

Her delicate earlobes burned slightly, but she bravely returned his gaze.

She then saw Li Luo seem to inexplicably laugh. “

What’s so strange about this guy?”

the girl thought, puzzled.

Li Luo then turned his gaze to another familiar figure—Yu Lang. However, this time, he exuded an air of arrogance, laughing and joking around the crowd, radiating a

dissolute aura    .

There were also Zhao Kuo and other faces.

These people, once familiar from his youth, had gradually faded from his memory.

“Li Luo, it’s your turn for the test.”

At this moment, an aged voice, tinged with anticipation, rang out.

Li Luo turned his head and saw himself standing on a stone platform. In the center of the platform was a golden bronze mirror, about ten feet tall, its reflection shimmering and dazzling.

Beside the mirror stood three figures.

That was… the old dean of Nanfeng Academy, Wei Sha.

The two beside him were his former instructors, Lin Feng from the first academy and Xu Shanyue from the second.

They were all looking at him with anticipation.

This was… a compatibility test!

Li Luo gazed at the golden bronze mirror. This was Nanfeng Academy’s first compatibility test. All students would have their compatibility determined at this moment, officially beginning their cultivation of compatibility power.

At this time, Li Luo, due to his extraordinary talent in compatibility, was the top student of his grade at Nanfeng Academy.

However, Li Luo knew that after today’s compatibility test, he, the number one, would fall into a trough.

Even Lin Feng, the instructor who had previously been so kind to him, would likely demote him to the second academy.

A strange light flickered across Li Luo’s youthful face as he surveyed the audience below. Many students from Nanfeng Academy were watching him with curiosity and anticipation.

Clearly, everyone wanted to know what level of compatibility he, the number one student of Nanfeng Academy and the young master of Luo Lan Mansion, would awaken.

“Li Luo, come forward and touch the mirror,” Elder Dean Wei Sha said gently.

Li Luo gazed at the smooth golden bronze mirror, its surface reflecting his youthful figure. He knew this was his most painful memory, the place where he had fallen into the abyss.

But ultimately, he did not back down. Instead, he slowly stepped forward, calmly extending his palm to touch the mirror.

The next moment, light flowed across the mirror, and everyone craned their necks in anticipation.

A few breaths later, the expectation in their eyes turned to astonishment.

The mirror showed no astrological signs whatsoever.

The mirror gradually dimmed.

The clamor and excitement in the square gradually subsided, replaced by countless malicious snickers.

Dean Wei Sha stared at the bronze mirror in utter astonishment. After a long while, he said to Li Luo with a complex expression, “Li Luo, no astrological signs have been born in your physiognomy palace. You are… an empty astrological palace.”

As Dean Wei Sha’s judgment fell, the snickers from below could no longer be concealed and spread.

Those gazes that had initially admired Li Luo’s talent in physiognomy vanished, replaced by condescending mockery.

Everyone understood what the lack of astrological signs meant.

Regardless of Li Luo’s background, his inability to cultivate physiognomy meant he was destined to be a useless waste, unable to rise to prominence.

Waves of laughter flooded Li Luo’s ears.

He remembered again the devastating blow that once proud youth had suffered at this very moment.

Li Luo looked down at the audience. He saw only a few people who weren’t laughing. He even saw Lü Qing’er angrily berating those around her like a little lion, and Yu Lang and Zhao Kuo, jokingly shoving and cursing at the loudest students, causing a commotion.

But back then, he hadn’t seemed to be in the mood to witness this scene.

Li Luo suddenly laughed.

Emptiness.

So, from the very beginning, he had been closest to that answer.

Emptiness, also known as formlessness.

Nothingness is not emptiness, nothingness is omnipresent, nothingness is not nothingness, nothingness is everything.

So, the path from the Myriad Forms Seed to the Tenth Grade wasn’t Myriad Forms.

It was…

Formlessness.

At this moment, Li Luo finally understood why it was the Formless Holy Sect, not the Myriad Forms Holy Sect.

His memories began to shatter.

Li Luo’s mind returned to the Super Form Palace within his body.

He gazed at the magnificent temple at the center of the palace, a manifestation of the pseudo-tenth-grade “Void Mist Aspect.”

Since he sought “Formlessness,” a tangible form could not exist within his body.

Li Luo chuckled, his laughter carrying a sense of nonchalance and decisiveness. He bowed respectfully to the “Void Mist Aspect,” saying, “Please, Your Excellency, offer sacrifice to Nothingness.”

The temple trembled slightly, as if a sentient voice were asking if he was certain.

Once the “Void Mist Aspect” returned to Nothingness, there was no possibility of its return.

Li Luo would forever lose this pseudo-tenth-grade “Void Mist Aspect.”

To discard a pseudo-tenth-grade aspect—such a choice would be difficult even for a Divine Fruit Heavenly King; it required immense courage.

But Li Luo resolutely bowed again.

Because a pseudo-tenth-grade aspect couldn’t change the outcome, its presence or absence made little difference.

As Li Luo performed the salute, the temple began to rumble, its silvery-white light spilling out as boundless spiritual energy dissipated. The next moment, the divine tower began to collapse, and the ethereal mist vanished.

Long afterward, when the last wisp of silvery-white light disappeared from the temple

, the temple vanished, and with it, the supreme power vanished completely.

An indescribable sense of weakness filled every corner of his body.

Li Luo gazed at the temple, empty as the birthplace of the world. As the ethereal mist vanished, he seemed to faintly touch upon something peculiar:

Formlessness.

At this moment, Li Luo opened his eyes, which had been closed for years.

His gaze was fixed ahead, on a purple futon, where a figure sat quietly, unseen by anyone.

It was a woman, seemingly existing there since ancient times, though unseen by anyone.

Li Luo looked at her, a smile appearing on his face.

The woman wore a mask, and beneath it, her eyes quietly observed Li Luo, a hint of approval flowing within them.

She seemed to chuckle softly, her voice ethereal, as if from ancient times.

“Li Luo, you did it.”

(End of Chapter)