Red Heart Patrols the Sky - Chapter 1032 - Hongmeng Space

Chapter 1032 - Hongmeng Space

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Chapter 1032 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky" starts with dramatic events: There were no patterns or inscriptions on this stone door.Only the aura of antiquity floated... Discover what happens!

There were no patterns or inscriptions on this stone door.Only the aura of antiquity floated above its heavy texture.

It appeared suddenly, yet it seemed as if it had been standing there for a long time, silently crossing through the ages.

Jiang Wang placed his hand on the stone door, and other than the slightly cool sensation of stone, there were no other special feelings.

Path Origin moved upon it, eliciting no response whatsoever.

At this moment, the small blessed space he was in closely resembled the Mirror World he entered with his flesh body through the Red Mirror.

He could only see a tiny area, with everything beyond it vast and indistinct.

Yet, the Taixu Illusion Realm was much safer than the Red Mirror’s Mirror World.

Within the Red Mirror’s Mirror World, Jiang Wang dared not take a single step beyond.

The few “adventurous” experiences he had were fraught with peril.

However, he had never encountered any danger in the Taixu Illusion Realm.

The premise of joint supervision also greatly ensured the Taixu Illusion Realm’s safety.

So, with a gentle push, the stone door opened—

There was nothing, not even darkness.

Because there had never been light, the concept of darkness had never been born.

Jiang Wang found himself in such an indescribable place.

He could not perceive anything in the world, nor could he sense his own existence.

And in such a state of utter confusion, the first thing to emerge was a voice.

That distant and lofty voice—

[Taixu envoy, Taixu Five Elements Cultivator Dugu Wudi.

You have entered the Hongmeng Space.]

The world of voices…

In a state of knowing nothing and achieving nothing, Jiang Wang’s first reaction to this voice was not to chew over and comprehend its content, but to subconsciously invoke the Dream Order’s sound section, or rather, he used the Sound Transmission Immortal Canon that lacked the presence of Technique Introducer.

To feel, to explore…

Majestic!

Grandiose!

Although the voice was lofty, as if coming from beyond the heavens,

But when he used the Dream Order’s sound section to perceive this voice, it was as if he had brazenly charged into a grand world!

So wonderful, so magnificent, a world that could accommodate endless fantasy.

The voice that had always been distant and indifferent seemed to emit a curious syllable.

This was the last impression left on Jiang Wang, and after that, he lost all consciousness.

In some unknowable location.

Mountain peaks hung inverted in the sky, with clouds and mist swirling back and forth.

Flashes of light moved to and fro, darting around like lightning.

Now and then, a white crane would pass through, undisturbed by the swiftly moving Cultivators, serene and content, its crane calls long and resonant, like the ringing of bells.

Xu Zefu, with his wide sleeves fluttering, stepped through the clouds.

From time to time, gazes as vast as mountains and seas swept down from the suspended peaks.

Xu Zefu did not resist, calmly accepting the “surveillance”.

These gazes all came from the overseers of various top-tier powers.

“The master has returned!”

“Uncle Master!”

The darting lights greeted him briefly, each merely throwing out a quick word, without proper pleasantries.

More flashes simply went about their business, completely ignoring his presence.

Not just ignoring him… Most of the flashes belonged to Cultivators in a hurry, unwilling to stop for a moment.

Xu Zefu didn’t mind.

If someone greeted him, he responded with a smile.

If no one paid him any heed, he continued on his own path.

“Junior Brother, come quickly!” A disheveled female Cultivator suddenly leaped out, grabbing his hand and flying to the side: “You promised you would be at my disposal this month, where did you run off to?

Hurry, hurry!”

Xu Zefu quickly explained: “I was following Master’s orders to…”

“Forget about those trifles!” The female Cultivator interrupted him rudely: “Come help me keep watch, see how this Dao Technique is evolving?”

A flash of light rolled up, and the two of them had disappeared.

Downward through the vast layers of clouds.

It was still cloud upon cloud, wind sweeping wind.

Plunging straight down through the route, one could reach the lowest place of this unknowable land – a place beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

Here was a plain, and beyond the plain was nothingness.

The people living here knew that this nothingness was the boundary.

Upon this plain, there were three stone houses built.

One in front, two behind.

They couldn’t be considered grandiose; they looked quite ordinary.

On the banner hanging from the front stone house were carved the characters for “Ancestral Hall.” These three characters were indeed exquisite, a pity that there were not many who could appreciate them.

There was no one in the three stone houses.

The only person on this plain was sitting cross-legged at the edge of the plain, facing the void.

But he wasn’t looking at the void; his eyes were closed.

This was a cultivator whose age could not be discerned, and his features were equally unclear.

It was unknown how long he had been sitting there, or even if he was truly sitting.

He seemed to have always been there and also as if he could disappear at any moment.

“Uh?”

In between reality and illusion, he uttered a syllable filled with curiosity.

Something interesting had just occurred.

Within that great spectacle of cultivation, a young man had “heard” his voice.

Normally, this would not be a matter to pique one’s curiosity.

The voices that appeared in the Taixu Illusion Realm were all reproductions of his own voice.

Nearly every cultivator who entered the Taixu Illusion Realm could hear his voice.

But this “hearing” was different.

For a being of his level, his motions were in accordance with the law.

Every word and deed could alter all things.

He typically restrained himself in the presence of others and had to suppress his power during interaction.

Otherwise, unpredictable changes could occur.

He restrained himself to protect the present world and others.

At the same time, this also prevented others from glimpsing the possibility of his Dao Principles.

The Taixu Illusion Realm was such a grand spectacle of cultivation.

His consciousness roamed within it without causing any harm to the rest.

But at that moment, a curious “misunderstanding” occurred.

The Hongmeng Space was not fully opened, currently evolving something unique.

The normal replication of his voice continued to occur as usual.

This should not have led to anything.

But that young man, using a method from Ancient Times, retraced the “sound” to its origin.

Simply put… he briefly heard his actual voice.

In a sense, he “heard” a trace of his Dao Principles.

As seeing the Dao character can allow for direct understanding,

His voice could also be regarded as a Dao sound to some extent.

Of course, just like one reason why the Dao characters are hidden is that some are too powerful and can easily “kill” those who see them, leading to more deaths among those who seek.

Given the young man’s strength, it would be impossible for him to hear much—this is why he, such an existence, was surprised.

Such a weak young man managed to grasp that curious “misunderstanding,” truly taking a step closer to the origin of his voice.

Even such a trivial step was a remarkable display of talent.

For some beings, this could be considered an offense, and it wouldn’t be too much to erase him from existence.

But for him…

It did not matter.

He merely uttered a soft “uh,” and other than that, he had no other reaction.

Neither helping nor interfering.

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