Chapter 498

Lu Cang gazed afar, and now he could see things very far away, even beyond past and future.

Yet he still could not see the box he had once placed here.

Lu Cang fell silent for a long time, then finally fixed his gaze on the ground beneath his feet.

Could it be that the box is somewhere within this void?

He had never been there before; he wasn't even sure he could reach it.

For everyone, this place is merely a void—if you say it exists, then it exists; if you say it does not exist, then it is nothing.

Everything is defined by human will.

Lu Cang naturally believed that something existed within this void; he gently knelt and extended his hand into the ground.

In that instant, his hand seemed to vanish; Lu Cang swiftly pulled it back, and it appeared unchanged.

When they walked upon this land, they never felt this way.

He hadn't expected that merely placing his hand inside would be like this.

If so, then there must be a space within this void.

Lu Cang made up his mind and stepped directly into that void.

The instant he stepped in, all his senses were amplified—he could see things normally invisible and hear sounds normally inaudible.

In the next second, he felt he had seen nothing at all, only darkness.

This sensation was truly strange.

Lu Cang remained in this state for a while, until he felt a faint warmth in his palm.

He slowly opened his eyes; now he could see things.

The scene before him had changed—it was no longer darkness.

He felt this place resembled glass cast into form, yet the material was clearly not glass—it felt soft to the touch, yet extraordinarily solid.

To test it, Lu Cang punched directly forward; his punch was strong enough to destroy many things.

But when his fist struck the soft barrier, all force was absorbed, as if nothing had ever happened.

Lu Cang now seemed to understand what was inside that box.

Perhaps it sealed such power?

A power capable of devouring all that exists, turning all that is into nothing, and all that is not into something.

All of this must have been created by that box—now it seemed he could not retrieve the box anymore.

Lu Cang sat down, slightly troubled, pondering how to move this space away.

Attacking would certainly be useless.

He carefully recalled the scene when he had placed the box here—why had he placed it in this location?

And why had he fallen into slumber after placing the box here?

As distant memories gradually awoke, Lu Cang finally saw it.

The box had contained a space; at that time, the space had not yet formed, so he had casually placed it here, letting the space settle in this spot.

But after all these years, the space had gradually broken free from the box's seal—this is the place Lu Cang now stood in.

What needed to be done next became much simpler.

He only needed to find the box and reopen the seal to reseal this space once more.

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Then this space would be under his control.

Perhaps part of his own power was also locked within this space?

As Lu Cang rose to search for the box, he suddenly had this thought.

Lu Cang walked through this space for an unknown length of time; the passage of time here seemed meaningless.

To Lu Cang now, time was merely a string of numbers—he himself was merely a concept, not truly existing.

Near the edge of this space, Lu Cang saw a blade of grass; though it did not resemble a box, he knew this was the very box he had placed here.

The box's material was utterly ordinary; only its seal was powerful.

Now, the seal he had set long ago had scattered—otherwise, this space could not have broken free from part of the seal.

Lu Cang gently extended his hand, bit his index finger, and placed it upon the blade of grass.

His blood dripped onto the grass; what had been a tender sprout instantly surged upward, growing into a towering tree.

Centered on this tree, the previously soft space slowly contracted, shrinking inward until confined entirely within the tree's boundaries—now the contraction slowed.

Lu Cang did not rush; he waited as the space slowly shrank.

Eventually, the entire space was fully absorbed into the tree.

The tree itself changed at that moment—a large hollow appeared in its trunk.

Inside the hollow was a void, just like the void outside.

Lu Cang knew this was an entrance and exit—the space now resided within the tree.

All he needed to do now was take the tree as the box and carry it away.

As for the tree, Lu Cang waved his hand lightly, and it instantly transferred to his territory.

The instant the tree landed, the previously vanished space instantly expanded—though its range was limited to the tree alone.

After arriving on his territory, the tree gradually changed; what had been a tiny sapling had now grown enormous.

It seemed to be continuously absorbing the power of this place and growing at an astonishing speed.

Even as Lu Cang watched, the tree had already produced some fruit.

Each fruit was transparent; he could not yet tell what it was.

Originally, Lu Cang had no intention of paying further attention to the tree—until he saw the fruit, and then he began to examine it closely.