touchnovel Chapter 51 Great Dao Heavenly Ruins Thunder Talisman
Chapter 51 Great Dao Heavenly Ruins Thunder Talisman
"Thump..."
A clear, profound sound, like the birth of the universe or the creation of heaven and earth, suddenly appeared in Yun'er's mind.
Deep within the mind, in the space of consciousness, which was originally shrouded in mist, it slowly parted under the vibrations of the Dao's clear sound, revealing a clear realm. A talisman connecting heaven and earth suddenly appeared within it, radiating boundless and terrifying world-destroying thunderous power.
Yun'er's divine eye suddenly opened between her brows, within which thunder and lightning raged, giving rise to illusions of birth and death.
Arcs of lightning shot out from the center, flying in all directions. The solar-powered lights were affected, flickering on and off.
A moment later, the divine eye slowly closed, and the lightning arc subsided. Yun'er sat there quietly, her eyes closed, seemingly comprehending the infinite mysteries contained within the talisman.
Suddenly, something new appeared in Cai Xuan's mind—the Great Dao Heavenly Ruins Thunder Talisman.
The Great Dao Heavenly Ruins Thunder Talisman is not a book, scroll, or ancient scripture, but a talisman, a colossal talisman connecting heaven and earth. Its material is neither paper nor silk, neither gold nor jade, but shaped like a void rift, stretching across the void of the sea of consciousness.
The talisman seemed to contain the birth and death of countless worlds, and countless bolts of lightning that remained dormant, silent as the ancient times, yet containing terrifying power capable of shattering the universe.
On the front of the talisman, the patterns are layered upon layered, each layer being a microcosm of the thunder magic of an era.
The outermost layer is the acquired thunder magic.
Purple Mansion Divine Thunder, Five Sacred Mountains True Thunder, Nine Heavens Responding Origin Thunder, Jade Pivot Pure and Subtle Thunder… Hundreds of thunder patterns intertwine and flow, presenting a colorful array of electric light, sometimes as thin as a wisp of silk, sometimes as powerful as dragons and snakes, surging and raging wildly. Each pattern is the ultimate expression of a lineage of thunder magic, and a mortal who obtains even one can become a powerful figure in a region, but on this talisman, it is merely the most superficial layer of dust.
Going inwards, the texture suddenly becomes deep and ancient.
That was innate lightning magic—Primordial Lightning, Chaotic Lightning, Formless Profound Lightning… The lightning was no longer flamboyant, but rather deep and restrained, presenting a dark purple that was almost black. Each flash was accompanied by a resonance with the rules of heaven and earth, as if these lightning patterns themselves represented the fundamental laws of lightning.
By the time the talisman reached its core, it had become formless and shapeless.
It was just a vast, empty void, yet it contained everything.
This is "Tianxu"—the wondrous realm of emptiness and existence of the Great Dao.
There is no thunder in the Heavenly Ruins, because thunder has not yet been born here and will never perish; yet thunder is everywhere in the Heavenly Ruins, because all thunder originates from here and all laws return to this place. Occasionally, a very faint ripple will appear in the void, which is the gestation of a brand new thunder law that has never appeared in the world before.
The patterns on the back of the talisman echo those on the front, yet present a completely different artistic conception.
That is the other side of thunder—still thunder, silent thunder, thunder that vanishes into nothingness before it even has a chance to bloom.
The back pattern appears dull and lifeless, but if one probes it with divine sense, one will feel a desolate power that can bring all things to nothingness, make heaven and earth silent, and transcend birth and death.
The Great Dao Heavenly Ruins Thunder Talisman is less a talisman and more a self-portrait of the Great Dao. It is the entire process of thunder from birth to destruction and rebirth, and the sum of all possibilities of thunder magic in the past, present and future.
The one who obtains this talisman does not possess it, but rather it has found you and believes that you can inherit it.
Once inherited and the secrets of penetrating all thunder are understood, then every move will be enough to summon the thunder of heaven and earth, to create all laws with a single thought, and to annihilate all heavens with a single thought.
This is the Great Dao Heavenly Ruins Thunder Talisman—the mother of all thunderbolts, the origin of all laws, and the source of the Dao.
Cai Xuan sensed the description of the Great Dao Heavenly Ruins Thunder Talisman and was shocked. He had never imagined that such a profound thing existed in the world. But why were Xi'er and Yun'er able to receive the inheritance from the book, while he could not?
Cai Xuan was puzzled and, not believing in superstition, picked up the General Record of the Universe Scriptures again and started to look through it. It was still the same as before, quiet and unchanged.
It seems this thing really doesn't like me!
What can they do if they don't like me? I can still learn the techniques, can't I?
Cai Xuan flipped through the book a few times, then handed it to his third sister: "Shu'er, come and take a look." He wanted to see if this newborn little one could also inherit something from it.
Shu'er obediently took the book and gently opened it.
In an instant, the light reappeared, and strange phenomena arose everywhere!
Above the pages, a vast and boundless starry sky soars into the sky, with countless stars twinkling and countless galaxies flowing through it. Each star emits a soft light, and each galaxy contains a mysterious power.
In the starry sky, a celestial ladder formed from starlight slowly descended.
At the end of the heavenly ladder lies an ancient scripture radiating a dreamlike glow.
The ancient scripture opened automatically, revealing pages without a single word, only star charts—scenes seen by ancient people gazing at the stars, testaments to how they condensed the mysteries of the stars into Tao and passed them down to future generations.
The starlight, like a river, poured down from the starry sky and seeped into Shu'er's brow.
Shu'er's body instantly glowed with a faint starlight, and tiny specks of light shimmered in her hair, as if she were wearing the entire starry sky on her head.
After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, and the galaxy in her pupils was reversed, incredibly deep, as if it could see through the boundaries of time and space.
A moment later, the starlight dissipated, and Cai Xuan had another cultivation technique in his mind—the "Star River Dream Weaving Scripture".
This technique encompasses all things in the world within the Milky Way, defining all joys and sorrows as a dream of destiny. Those who cultivate this technique reflect the stars with their hearts, weave a net with their dreams, see reality within illusion, and grasp illusion within reality.
Those who have cultivated the Star River Dream Weaving Scripture are no longer simple practitioners, but "dream weavers" who stand high above the starry river.
Her enemies will fall into the dream cage he has woven; her beloved family and friends will rest in peace in the eternal dream he has constructed.
What a fine tradition!
Cai Xuan sighed inwardly, took the General Record of the Universe Scripture from Shu'er's hand, and handed it to his fourth sister, "Xin'er, come and take a look." He wanted to see what kind of cultivation technique this little one could inherit from the book. As for whether she would actually obtain a cultivation technique, he no longer thought about that.
Seeing the strange phenomena her older sisters observed while flipping through the book, Xin'er had been waiting impatiently for a long time. She took the book and immediately opened it.
"boom--"
A burst of flame leaped out of the book and shot into the sky!
In an instant, the entire wooden house was enveloped in crimson flames. These flames were no ordinary fire, but rather formed from the most primordial laws of fire in the universe, their temperature astonishingly high, yet they ignited nothing. These flames seemed to possess a certain sentience, knowing what should burn and what should not.
On the pages of the book, the phantom of an old man in a fiery red Taoist robe emerged, sitting cross-legged in the void, his hands forming a mudra, and his mouth chanting incantations.
With each recitation, a fiery rune flew from his mouth, arranging and combining in the void to form a profound scripture. These runes were not static, but burning and pulsating; each rune was like a tiny flame, radiating intense light.
After the old man finished reciting the last line, the illusory figure vanished.
All the fire runes converged into a torrent that entered Xin'er's brow.
Suddenly, a layer of crimson flames ignited around Xin'er's body, her hair fluttering like burning flames. Her eyes also turned a lava-like crimson gold, flames surging in her pupils as if they could burn everything in the world to ashes.
A moment later, the flames subsided, and Xin'er returned to normal.
But her demeanor was completely different from before, now possessing a fiery, inviolable majesty, as if she could transform into a sea of fire at any moment, burning away all the evil in the world.