Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Chapter 968 - 964: Visualization of the Altar

The night was like ink, enveloping Stone Grinding Village in tranquility. The bonfire had long been extinguished; most villagers were in the realm of dreams, with only the occasional barking of dogs and chirping of insects echoing through the mountains.

Shen Siyuan gently pushed open the door of the RV, his movents so quiet they made no sound; he did not wish to disturb the sleeping group.

Xiao Yue, Duoduo, and Dou Dou had been waiting outside the car, the three little ones transford into a faint Yin Wind, shimring under the moonlight.

"Brother, are you heading to the altar?" Xiao Yue asked softly, her eyes carrying a hint of concern.

"Yes, while the night is quiet, I’ll explore the altar’s mysteries again."

Shen Siyuan nodded, advising, "You stay here, look after the RV and the spacecraft, and keep an eye on the village’s happenings. If there’s anything unusual, call in your mind without acting rashly."

"Don’t worry, brother! We’ll safeguard our ho!"

Dou Dou patted her chest in assurance, though a trace of curiosity lay hidden her eyes.

"Should we accompany you? I’m quite capable, you know."

"No need, you are safer here." Shen Siyuan ruffled her hair.

"I’ll go alone; I’ll be back soon."

With that, he leaped forward, his form transforming into a stream of light, swiftly heading towards the altar on the hillside.

The night wind whistled past his ears, the moonlight sprawled over the woodland, outlining the silhouettes of the trees, while far away, Stone Grinding Village appeared to erge in the night like a motionless ancient painting.

Soon enough, Shen Siyuan arrived at the mountainside where the altar lay.

Compared to daylight, the altar at night seed even more mysterious; the Totem Pole glead faintly with a greenish hue under the moonlight, and the beast-faced patterns on the column appeared to co to life, their dark red eye sockets emitting an eerie radiance.

The air around the altar was particularly dense, with an indistinct sense of energy flowing, akin to the breathing of a slumbering giant.

Shen Siyuan landed at the edge of the altar, refraining from approaching imdiately but first releasing Spiritual Power to carefully probe the surrounding environnt.

He discovered that the altar’s energy core was not on the surface but concealed beneath the bluestone slabs, extending through the patterns to the base of the Totem Pole, forming a complex energy circuit.

During the dayti, when activating the altar, he had rely attempted to trigger the surface energy, not touching the core.

"To unravel the secrets of Ti Travel, the rules of this space must be mastered."

Shen Siyuan muttered to himself, his eyes resting on the altar’s bluestone slabs.

The rough patterns crisscrossed, appearing chaotic, yet contained so celestial dharma closely connected to spatial energy.

He attempted once again to trigger the energy using the magnetic field of the Five Elents Primordial Magnetic Sword,

But this ti, the altar remained unresponsive, seemingly plunged into a slumber.

Shen Siyuan furrowed his brow; he realized re energy stimulation was no longer effective, necessitating a more fundantal thod.

Suddenly, he thought of the Contemplation thod.

The essence of Contemplation thod is, in truth, replication; the Sun Observation thod he practiced previously was a form of Contemplation thod.

The safest style of contemplation is the nature of the heavens and earth, sun, moon, and stars.

The most challenging is contemplating birds and beasts, Buddhas, Divines, as they possess their unique Dao resonance, and with slight carelessness, you might be assimilated.

For example, when contemplating a certain Bodhisattva, it’s fine at first, but as contemplation deepens, you transform not into the Bodhisattva, but beco assimilated into part of the Bodhisattva.

So contemplating the altar involves much lesser risk; with this thought, Shen Siyuan hesitated no more.

His Sea of Consciousness, forged through cultivation and tempering, had far surpassed the ordinary; even if risks lingered, he had ans to avert them.

Thus, he sat cross-legged at the center of the altar, closed his eyes, eliminated distractions, and imrsed his spirit completely in a state of emptiness.

First, he expanded his Divine Sense over the altar’s bluestone slabs, ticulously sensing the position, thickness of each slab, and the direction of the patterns.

The cool touch of the slabs, the uneven texture of the patterns, even the residual earthy scent in the slab gaps, all appeared vividly within his Sea of Consciousness.

Following this, he expanded his mind to encompass the entire altar. The height, diater of the Totem Pole, the depth, and intricacy of every mark on the column, the particulars of each beast-faced pattern, were all perceived and recorded one by one.

His Sea of Consciousness had beco akin to a grand canvas, where every subtle detail of the altar was precisely portrayed with no omission.

Yet, this was far from sufficient.

Shen Siyuan took a deep breath, activating his remaining Spiritual Power to its fullest, and pierced through the bluestone slabs, reaching the energy core below.

Instantly, a vast and ancient energy surged into his perception, embodying so sort of rule, so complex it seed akin to the Heavenly Book.

His Sea of Consciousness oscillated intensely, as though battered by a storm.

Clenching his teeth, he endured the stinging pain from his Sea of Consciousness, capturing and sorting the energy fluctuations and law fragnts.

He witnessed the trajectory of so energy flowing within the patterns, like the celestial river in the heavens, following so mysterious rhythm.

Ti and space intertwined, forming an invisible web over the entire Alternate Space.

He began replicating all of this within his Sea of Consciousness.

Starting with the physical structure of the altar, the arrangent of the bluestone slabs, the form of the Totem Pole, all impeccably replicated.

Then the trajectory of energy flow was simulated within his Sea of Consciousness, reviving the replicated altar.

Shen Siyuan dedicated all his mind and spirit to this, akin to seeking order within the vast cosmos, piecing together fragnts one by one.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, brilliance adorned the entirety, countless talismans shimred, seemingly enacting the universe’s birth and the formation of ti and space.

After an unknown duration, a fine layer of sweat surfaced on Shen Siyuan’s forehead, his complexion grew pale.

Yet the light in his eyes intensified, for within his Sea of Consciousness, a "Sea of Consciousness Altar" identical to the real one had taken shape.

This Sea of Consciousness Altar not only possessed a physical form but encompassed the sa energy cycle and certain rules, establishing a mystical resonance with the real altar.

"Buzz~"

The Sea of Consciousness Altar emitted a low hum, subsequently, the real altar trembled, the beast-faced pattern on the Totem Pole flared with red light, an invisible force spread outward from the altar.

However, this ti, Shen Siyuan was not swept away by the force; instead, he felt connected to the entire Alternate Space.

He could distinctly perceive every corner of the space, every tree in the woodland, every house in the village, even the villagers’ breaths and heartbeats.

He attempted to channel the energy of the Sea of Consciousness Altar.

In the next instant, the direction of energy flow around the altar changed, and the originally chaotic ti-space fluctuations beca stabilized.

With a slight shift in thought, a wild rabbit in the distant woodland suddenly halted, looked around warily, seemingly sensing an invisible gaze.

"Success!" Shen Siyuan’s eyes glead with a hint of joy.

He succeeded! Through the Contemplation thod, he not only grasped the altar’s secret but also control over the rules of this Alternate Space.

Now, he could freely regulate the switch of Ti Travel and identify the exit of the space, enabling him to take everyone along and leave.

He stood, walked to the Totem Pole, and gently touched the column onboard.

This ti, he did not feel the cold stony sensation but a warmth of energy, resonating with the altar in his Sea of Consciousness.

He sensed that the existence of this Alternate Space and the Ti Travel was all due to this Totem Pole on the altar; they were like the "stabilizing force" in the river of ti.

It was the anchor point of ti, rendering ti capable of traveling back.

Indeed, Shen Siyuan guessed right, accounting for Shen Siyuan’s activation of Ti Travel earlier today, there had been four reversals total.

Yet every ti, ti moved forward, which is why the first batch of natives never appeared after Ti Travel.

Shen Siyuan, with a single thought, slowly circulated the energy of the Sea of Consciousness Altar.

He wished to find where the exit of this space lay.

Imdiately, a complete spatial map unfurled within his Sea of Consciousness, clearly marking the boundaries of the space and points of weak energy.

He found, the space’s exit was located at Tunnel number one in Qinling, coinciding with the entrance they ca through, yet it required specific energy fluctuations to open.