Zhan Feng listened to what Jiang Shu said and thoughtfully remarked:
"It sounds like the air ban effect in spatial arrays, but the principle is completely different."
"That’s right."
Jiang Shu nodded, a slight smile on his face:
"Cultivators rely on the power of Heaven and Earth, while the chanical Clan directly rewrite spatial code."
"The effects of these two are exactly the sa, but it cannot be said to be completely different, the code used by the chanical Clan is precisely what we use as Dao Rhy."
Zhan Yun suddenly interjected: "Brother Jiang, what do you think space really is?"
This question plunged the three into contemplation.
After a mont, Jiang Shu slowly began to speak:
"Space is not a backdrop; it is a living existence."
"It can flow like water, fold like cloth, and freeze like ice."
Above his palm appeared a mass of gray misty flow, gradually forming a complex structure, and he then said, "When I was understanding the Taichu Dao, I felt that space was like a line that I could utilize, seeming as if it could be woven and molded into different shapes to produce varying effects."
Zhan Feng’s eyes flashed with surprise, saying: "There is also a record in our War Alliance’s ancient books."
"The Great Powers of ancient tis called space the heavenly robe, saying that cultivators are rely beggars borrowing the Law, while true strongn can weave the heavenly robe."
As the three discussed deeper, from the nature of space to the cultivation of the Law of Power, their conversation was delightful.
Jiang Shu possessed remarkable talent in Dao cultivation, and these two were not foolish either; they had, through long-term self-seclusion, studied ancient texts and developed their own understanding of space.
Zhan Yun suddenly thought of sothing: "Brother Jiang, you say the chanical Clan can rewrite spatial code, can we perform a reverse decryption? It might be helpful to our cultivation."
Jiang Shu’s eyes lit up.
"What you say makes sense."
"The chanical Clan relies on calculation, we rely on insight, but the Great Dao, despite taking different paths, reaches the sa destination!"
He swiftly sealed with both hands as images from the recent battle erged in the Chaos Thunder Pool.
All three carefully observed the working thods of the chanical Clan’s spatial locking device, trying to understand its principles.
"Look here."
Zhan Feng pointed at a detail in the image,
"These blue beams are actually weaving so sort of net."
After monts of contemplation, Zhan Yun said: "Capturing space like a fishing net catching fish?"
Upon hearing these words, a flash of spirit light illuminated Jiang Shu’s mind, and he imdiately said: "No, more like computing and programming through the chanical Clan’s powerful core!"
"They are redefining the rules of local space!"
At this instant, Jiang Shu’s Taichu Dao Seed suddenly quivered, new patterns erged on its surface.
He felt his understanding of space deepen again.
The Wind Cloud Brothers and Sisters also gained insights upon hearing his words.
Zhan Feng’s Power Dao began to blend with spatial properties, while Zhan Yun’s axe light beca even more elusive.
Zhan Feng muttered to himself: "So, it is like this."
"Space is not a constraint on us, not the strongest law high above, but our companion."
Zhan Yun excitedly waved her fist, her charming face brimming with excitent.
"So it was like this. No wonder I couldn’t comprehend it before; I was too narrow in my thinking."
Combat is a diligent teacher and friend, and among those cultivating the Law of Power, insights into the human body’s mysteries can be discovered during battle, as knowledge is extracted and touched upon, providing so understanding and insights.
Cultivation has never been a solitary journey.
With profound backgrounds and ancestral knowledge, Jiang Shu, a Supre Genius, with cultivation experience from two worlds, the ideas of these three individuals collided and verified each other, making their respective cultivation paths smoother.
The fragnted space of the Deep Space Sea began to tremble rhythmically drawn by their Dao Rhy discourse.
Jiang Shu sat cross-legged on a floating asteroid as the gray convoluted flow around him writhed like a living entity, attracting surrounding spatial fragnts to form a chaotic vortex three feet in front of him.
"Space is like water."
Jiang Shu whispered with his eyes closed, his fingertip gently skimming across the void, leaving a visible ripple,
"But water has a source; where is the origin of space?"
Upon hearing this, Zhan Feng condensed the Power Dao within his palm into a dark golden sphere.
Cracks dense as threads appeared on the sphere’s surface, each crack shimring with spatial law fluctuations, as he spoke: "Our ancient War Alliance texts state that space was ford by the first strand of Dao Rhy when Chaos first opened."
"Power at its extre can shatter the void, borrowing space’s inherent fragility."
Zhan Yun’s giant axe trembled lightly, and the flowing red-gold glow on its blade suddenly split into hundreds of thin threads.
These threads were not stationary, instead they darted around like fish swimming in the void, leaving behind faint spatial fractures wherever they passed.
"I seem to have had so insight!"
With a sudden call, she directed hundreds of threads simultaneously to pierce a single spatial node.
Sii!
After a light sound, the space around that node broke like a shattered mirror, exhibiting spider-web-like cracks.
More peculiarly, these cracks seeped strands of gray misty aura, reminiscent of Jiang Shu’s Taichu Dao Rhy.
Jiang Shu abruptly opened his eyes, his pupils reflecting the chaotic flow of the broken space.
"When Heaven and Earth first opened space existed, whereas the Taichu Law was the initial Law Origin of that opening; while the two may not be directly related, through Taichu Law, space conversion can be gleaned, thereby understanding the Space Law."
He stood tall, the Desolate Star Halberd already in his hand sohow.
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