The boundless, mysterious sea was filled with multicolored fireworks. In this moment, everything froze, and vivid, lifelike brilliance permeated the air—splendid and dazzling to the extreme.
This sea seemed like an unreal, magnificent dreamscape.
Its endless mysteries stirred infinite imagination within the heart.
"So that's how it is."
"Yes, that's right. It should be exactly like this."
Andrew Han's consciousness drifted within the sea. Though he was unsure who he was, where he was, or what he was meant to do, heartfelt laments welled up from his soul, as if he instinctively understood countless truths.
"Heaven‑Venerable Path."
"It is said that every Heaven-Venerable's path is utterly unique and cannot be replicated. When the Heaven-Venerable Path has a beginning, one knows it instinctively, as if guided by fate."
Deep within his consciousness, Andrew Han had such a thought.
He did not dwell on it.
After all, here and now, Andrew truly sensed the Heaven-Venerable Path that belonged to him alone.
To know what you know, and admit what you do not—such joy and gratitude upon hearing the Dao is truly worth celebrating. Yet Andrew could not describe it, nor record it. All he could do was linger and wander as long as possible in this mysterious sea, letting the voice of the Dao become ever clearer and more beautiful.
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In truth—
At this moment, Andrew was in a state of Divine Wisdom Self-Awakening.
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To be more precise—
The mysterious sea was, in fact, the boundless blood sea outside—the blood-red ocean surrounding the Nether-Fame Stele!
Andrew's hazy consciousness, by some special means or perspective, was situated inside the limitless blood sea.
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