The Grand Void realm was bizarre beyond words—whatever the heart imagined became reality. Could it be that the entire Grand Void was actually constructed from divine sense? The Pre-Historic Creators used the Taichu Primal Stone for visualization; perhaps this whole world's true form was just a single Taichu Primal Stone? What laws governed this place? Quinn Shepherd fell deep into thought.
The others all activated the 'Neither Thought Nor Non-Thought' state, forcing their minds into near stillness, refusing to let their heart demons become real. But in doing so, they lost the ability to think at all.
But he refused to practice 'Neither Thought Nor Non-Thought'—his curiosity was too fierce. He wanted to uncover the real truth behind the Grand Void.
Without the power to think, how could anyone find the truth amid all this chaos?
Logan Cross was still locked in combat with his heart demon—Quinn Shepherd—while the officials aboard the ship prepared to steer the ark around them. Logan was clearly no match for the heart demon Quinn; abandoning him now and fleeing this place was the only logical move.
Quinn Shepherd stood dazed, mind racing: Maybe the Grand Void really was a universe imagined by the Pre-Historic Creators—a blank field of thought that seized on the fears in their hearts and made them real.
Fear in the heart was the heart demon lurking in the Dao heart. Just now, he'd thought of the Pre-Historic Creators—most likely because Shu Jun, the Creator, was sealed inside his brow. Shu Jun was his hidden wound, so the Grand Void had conjured up a Creator to haunt him.
Logan Cross’s heart demon was me—because years ago, he lost to me. So when he heard someone ask who was daydreaming, he instinctively suspected me. That’s why his heart demon appeared.
At this realization, Quinn Shepherd instantly sharpened his divine sense, cast aside all stray thoughts, and refused to let his mind wander to any other Heavenly Venerables.
Those Heavenly Venerables were all his heart demons—especially weapons like Venerable Jadecrest, who was a terror beyond compare, the greatest heart demon of all.
Liana Flowersoul replied, “I trained under Sovereign Hao, mastering eighteen throne techniques and forging my own divine art from them.”
Quinn’s eyes widened. “Eighteen throne techniques? You’re impressive!”
Elaina Cloud strolled over, smiling. “To fuse eighteen throne techniques—that’s practically the Grand Court art. Liana, you’re remarkable, a young Heavenly Venerable in your own right! If you reach the throne realm, you’ll have eighteen celestial palaces—your cultivation will be ten times deeper than most!”
Liana Flowersoul laughed, “You’re not bad yourself, Elaina. You could rival any young Heavenly Venerable. Whose disciple are you?”
Elaina Cloud hooked Quinn’s arm, giggling, “Of course I’m Shepherd Heavenly Venerable’s disciple! He trained me himself.”
Quinn groaned inwardly as the two women exchanged loaded glances, each probing for clues about the other’s true identity as a Heavenly Venerable.
The Ten Sovereigns seemed to know each other well, but in truth, their ranks were a tangled mess. Ancient God Heavenly Emperor, Empress, and Lady Yuanmu were among them—but who was who, no one could say for certain.
These two women deserve a good scolding! Quinn thought.
The world-ark sailed deeper into the Grand Void. Soon, it pierced the halo and entered a tranquil starfield—a river of stars stretching in silence.
The world-ark glided beneath the star river; reaching out, the crew could almost touch the dust-like stars.
“Is this the Grand Void?” someone asked, reaching for the stars.
“Don’t touch!”
Logan Cross quickly stopped him. “That’s a divine art—an imagined power. Touch it, and it’ll explode!”
Everyone’s heart skipped—they hurriedly steered the world-ark farther from the star river.
Quinn studied the star river, mind racing: This divine art… it’s Senior Brother Wei Sui Feng’s! He’s been here? Is there anywhere he hasn’t gone? Wait—doesn’t the Grand Void only manifest heart demons? How did Senior Brother use it to create a divine art?