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Chapter 1142 Vast Sea Star



Chapter 1142 Vast Sea Star

The Illusory Realm of Reincarnation.

Han Hai Xing.

Deep blue is the only background color of this world.

Yu Shuheng's consciousness was like a lone boat, floating in the boundless sea. He was surrounded by gentle yet heavy water pressure, as if he were being gently lifted by an invisible hand, as comfortable as a baby in a cradle.

He could clearly feel the water flowing over his skin, carrying a salty and astringent scent, yet strangely without any coldness. Instead, it felt like a mother's embrace, warm and soft, soothing his slightly weary soul after passing through the first nine trials of the Reincarnation Illusion.

As far as the eye can see, there is an endless ocean planet, like a dazzling sapphire set in the vast universe.

In the clear seawater, countless creatures swim freely, like a magnificent and colorful painting.

The palm-sized clownfish flicks its colorful tail fins, like a graceful dancer, weaving among the brightly colored corals, emitting delicate chirps that sound like heavenly music.

The silvery electric eel, like a flowing lightning bolt, flashes across the shadows of the deep sea at an astonishing speed, its tail spraying up a string of tiny sparks, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

Further away, the seaweed stretches out like a green forest floating in the water, its long, wide leaves swaying with the waves. Sunlight, refracted through the seawater, casts dappled shadows among the seaweed, creating a dreamlike, flowing spectacle.

Yu Shuheng closed his eyes, immersing his mind completely in the vast and boundless sea.

His divine sense spread out silently, like a gentle spring breeze, as if it wanted to merge with the entire ocean.

Without any deliberate effort or coercion, he simply allowed his consciousness to enter a state of extreme relaxation and near-ethereal tranquility, like an observer quietly watching all the creatures in this mysterious world.

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a crystal-clear fish egg.

The fish egg hung from a swaying seaweed, trembling slightly, as if conveying some faint yet firm signal to the outside world.

Through the thin eggshell, you can clearly see the tiny embryo inside, tightly curled up, its heart beating faintly, like the smallest but most precious rhythm in the universe—this is the hopeful restlessness at the beginning of life!

Immediately afterwards, Yu Shuheng turned his gaze to a spot not far away.

A weathered old sea turtle was slowly and laboriously paddling its limbs, gradually sinking towards the bottom of the deep sea.

The marks of time have been mercilessly etched on its hard shell, and the barnacles that once clung to it have now withered and died.

However, when it finally reached the seabed, it appeared remarkably peaceful and at ease.

Its sturdy limbs gradually stretched out, and finally it quietly settled in a narrow crevice of a coral reef.

As time passed, the residual heat inside the sea turtle's body gradually dissipated. At the same time, its body began to slowly decompose and decay, releasing a continuous stream of nutrients, like a small "ecosystem" that silently nourished the surrounding microbial communities that were invisible to the naked eye, providing them with the material basis for survival and reproduction.

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In this vast ocean world, life and death alternate in an endless cycle.

Every new beginning is accompanied by the passing away of the old.

And every death also gives birth to the seeds of new life.

This unchanging law is like a grand and magnificent symphony, playing the eternal melody of nature.

Yu Shuheng's gaze was gradually drawn to a strange halo of light in front of him.

It was a swarm of glowing jellyfish that rotated slowly and eternally, like a dazzling galaxy in the night sky.

Hundreds of millions of tiny jellyfish, like scattered stars, have bells that glow with a soft, shimmering blue light. Their tentacles are as delicate as silk, and they stretch and sway in the seawater, drawing graceful arcs, as if they were a magnificent symphony composed by nature.

In the very center of this jellyfish swarm stands a mother jellyfish as large as a mountain.

It is almost completely transparent, with a canopy a thousand feet in diameter, resembling an inverted glass dome. It emits a faint white light, which is not dazzling but carries an inviolable holiness and solemnity, as if it were the most precious treasure in the universe.

What shook Yu Shuheng the most was the millions of slender tentacles floating beneath the bell of the mother jellyfish, which danced in the sea like agile snakes.

At the end of each tentacle, a "life light egg" the size of a pigeon egg is curled up and wrapped around it.

Those luminous eggs were entirely white, their interiors shimmering with iridescent light, reflecting countless scenes:

Inside some light eggs, a seed sprouts from the soil, grows into a towering tree in the wind and rain, and withers and dies over the years, just like the cycle of life.

Some of the light eggs contain a group of fish that grow from fry to adults, reproduce, and eventually return to dust, just like the birth, aging, sickness and death of all things in the world.

In some of the light eggs, the faint image of a human infant crying could be seen, its eyes filled with innocent purity, just like the innocence and naivety of someone newly born into the world...

The entire jellyfish colony was shrouded in absolute silence.

There was not a ripple.

There was not a sound.

It's as if time itself has slowed down here.

Only the tentacles of the mother jellyfish swayed slowly and rhythmically, each sway like a grand and solemn silent ritual about the cycle of life.

Yu Shuheng's soul involuntarily moved closer to the mother jellyfish.

He could sense an extremely rich aura of the Great Dao of Life emanating from those life-bearing light eggs. The aura was gentle yet powerful, as if it contained the true meaning of birth, aging, sickness, and death for all living beings in the world.

As he looked at those luminous eggs, a thought suddenly occurred to him—this was not creation, but ferrying!

It does not give birth to new life out of thin air, but rather acts like a mysterious sovereign, controlling the transformation of life forms and the "deep-sea reincarnation" of the soul.

Yu Shuheng's divine sense stirred slightly, and the records in the inheritance jade slip flashed through his mind:

Those beings who embark on the path of enlightenment are like abandoned orphans, unlike mortals who can enter the hall of reincarnation after death.

These beings, after death, are like candles flickering in the wind, their souls scattered and their cultivation dissipating like fireworks across the heavens and earth, nourishing all things in the world.

Only those whose souls are as pure as crystal, or whose wills are as strong as a rock, will not have their fragmented souls completely obliterated like dust, but will instead have various opportunities...

For example, in this vast ocean planet, these fragments seem to be guided by an invisible hand, while the tentacles of the mother jellyfish act like guiding boats, tightly capturing these drifting, helpless fragments of souls, gently wrapping them with the power of their own life essence, and condensing them into eggs that shine with the light of life.


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