Actually, Andrew Han had long suspected that the Graywhite Aura was connected to destiny. Things that had endured hardship or undergone many changes tended to contain Graywhite Aura.
Now, at last, he could be sure.
For example, antiques and relics that had survived the passage of time often possessed fluctuations, and thus carried a trace of Graywhite Aura.
For example, ancient weapons from battlefields in Huaguo were even rarer than ordinary antiques, because these items were tied to martial power and used to fight Demons and Specters. After drifting through chaos and strange twists of fate, they would generate a strand of Graywhite Aura.
"So the Graywhite Aura is the power of destiny!"
"Perhaps it is a trace of destiny, similar in concept to the marks of time. But for some reason, I can see it, touch it, and even absorb it."
Andrew Han stood at the entrance of the residential district, lost in thought.
The bright moon hung in the sky; passersby at the gate dotted the tranquil Riverford night, and occasionally a few kittens and puppies wandered by.
Woof woof.
A small dog even barked at Andrew Han twice.
Andrew paid it no mind. Though he understood in his heart, he grew more puzzled: "If the marks of time can be seen in the wrinkles of the elderly, the decay of matter, or the great changes of the world..."
"Then what counts as a trace of destiny?"
"This is just an illusory concept, nonexistent in science and only present in philosophy. It's not something humans can even imagine, yet I can see it, touch it, and even merge it into my body?"
Even someone as strong as Andrew Han felt a chill in his heart.
No wonder the Graywhite Aura could strengthen the body and Inspiration without limit. With such an absurd origin, it must have unimaginable effects.
"Forget it."
"With my current understanding, even if I guessed right, I probably couldn't truly comprehend it." Andrew gave up on overthinking, pressed his hand to his temple, and closed his eyes to sense his Inspiration.
His Inspiration, vast and towering, was crystal clear to him.
Every movement in all directions was revealed in minute detail.
He could sense even the smallest changes around him.
Inside the Red Flag LA, the radio broadcast sounded.
Andrew Han focused on driving toward Jiangnan City and Southland University, but the news made him frown, sensing the global situation was growing ever more unpredictable, as if dark clouds were gathering over the world.
"Hmm."
"Today is August 31st. According to Li Ming's warning, either by the end of this year or next summer, Law Realm experts will return."
Andrew gently turned the steering wheel and overtook a truck.
After passing four or five trucks in a row, he kept pondering the current situation: "If Demons and Specters decide to break the stalemate and disrupt the balance, Sinovera will be at a disadvantage."
After worrying for a moment, Andrew shook his head and smiled wryly.
His own martial strength was still not enough; only Law Realm power could truly influence such turbulent times.
But for now—
His top priority was to quickly find the turning point in his life and complete the final piece of Inspiration’s sublimation. Next was to calm his mind, reflect deeply, clear his heart and thoughts, and let his martial strength and spirit keep pace.
"Completing the crystallization of Inspiration is absolutely crucial."
"Steady accumulation and grounding myself in life are just as necessary." Andrew gripped the steering wheel with his left hand, slowly clenching his right fist as if holding a vast, indescribable power.
Accumulation is not stagnation, but gathering and storing strength!
When the final moment comes, there will be boundless power!
"Don’t rush. I must not be impatient."
"In a year and a half of martial practice, my mindset was restless and anxious, always worrying about Lucy, always wanting to grow stronger as fast as possible, hoping to solve everything, and dreading the disasters of my past-life memories."
But now, those worries had faded, and life was fulfilling.
The Mu Clan was already destroyed, Mu Sam—the last survivor—was crushed with a single palm… Lucy could grow up carefree, his parents were deeply gratified, and he himself had found an inexplicable bond through both his past and present lives.
That’s enough!
This was all Andrew had ever wished for in this life!