jdhmnovel Chapter 113 Eyes of Time
Chapter 113 Eyes of Time
When Xinghan was pondering these words, it was as if a bolt of lightning illuminated the depths of his soul.
"In spring, everything comes back to life, and old trees sprout new green buds, which is a sign of vitality. However, behind this vitality lies the cruel law of nature - the strong prey on the weak. Only the strongest branches can enjoy the most abundant sunlight, while the weak ones can only retreat and make way for the strong. This is the murderous intent hidden in the vitality."
Thinking of this, Xinghan felt that an idea to subvert tradition had formed in his mind.
"Look at the old tree on a hot summer day, with its lush branches and leaves, providing a cool shade for passers-by. However, whenever a storm hits, these lush branches and leaves can become a burden. They rub against each other, produce sparks, and even cause fires, threatening the survival of the entire tree. At this time, the branches and leaves that seem to give vitality may also hide the murderous intent of destroying themselves."
"In the blink of an eye, the autumn wind blows and leaves fall. Each fallen leaf is a farewell to life, the disappearance of vitality, and the manifestation of killing intent. However, it is these fallen leaves that turn into nutrients in the soil, nourishing the roots of the trees and accumulating strength for the new life of the next year. They continue life in another form, transforming killing intent into new vitality."
Xinghan's gaze gradually became profound, and his thoughts flew freely between the stars and the universe.
The philosophy in this sentence, like the morning bell and evening drum, not only shook his soul, but also inspired him to think in new ways about the use of spiritual power.
"As for the severe cold of winter, everything seems to have returned to silence, and there seems to be only murderous intent in the dead silence. However, it is this seemingly desperate cold that allows trees to recuperate, reduce energy consumption, and prepare for the spring's resurgence. In the dead silence, the strongest vitality is actually nurtured, waiting for the right time to erupt like a volcano."
"Life sometimes contains murderous intent. And murderous intent... can also be transformed into life."
This sentence echoed repeatedly in Xinghan's mind, and he began to realize that spiritual power, as the most primitive power between heaven and earth, is not fixed in nature, but can be transformed and reshaped according to the will and wisdom of the user.
Xinghan recalled his previous battles with enemies. Those seemingly fierce attacks often contained huge amounts of energy. But if he could skillfully guide and transform that energy, wouldn't it become a powerful weapon for his counterattack? Thinking of this, he felt an unprecedented excitement and excitement.
“Therefore, vitality and killing are not two completely opposite sides, but interdependent and mutually transformable. Just like the ups and downs, challenges and opportunities in life, they together constitute our colorful experiences, making us hover on the edge of life and death, but also cherishing every rebirth and growth.” Xinghan’s gaze gradually became firm. He knew that only by deeply understanding and accepting this law could he go further and more steadily on the road ahead.
However, is it possible to do this...?
How can this be done in such a short time?
Xinghan's heart was like a surging tide, stirring up the dual rhythms of giving up and persisting. His eyes sometimes drooped, as if he was looking for a way out of his heavy thoughts; sometimes he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the distant and mysterious void, where all his unfulfilled dreams and desires seemed to be hidden.
"Give up..." A weak voice sounded in his heart, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness.
But then, another voice, like the brightest star in the night sky, penetrated all the haze and hesitation:
"No! This idea is too tempting. It is like an irresistible magnetic force that tightly absorbs my soul and makes me unable to let go."
But at that decisive moment, an unyielding fire burned in his eyes.
"Give up? Humph, in my Xinghan's dictionary, that word is just dust in the wind, which will be blown away by the slightest breeze!"
The corners of his mouth drew an unruly and confident arc, and there seemed to be flames dancing in his deep eyes.
It flashes with a light of determination and indomitable spirit, illuminating the dim space around it.
It is not just a response to external challenges, but also a roar and declaration of war against one's own limits deep in one's heart.
And that thought, the idea that excited him at the moment, bloomed brilliantly in his mind.
Just like the brightest star in the night sky, it penetrates the shackles of darkness and exudes an irresistible charm.
It is not just an idea, but also a beacon of his soul, guiding him through the fog and pursuing the unknown miracle.
Xinghan had a hunch that this idea would become a key that could open any lock.
Xinghan concentrated his mind and smiled quietly under the enemy's attack. He felt the resonance of the power of the stars.
The powerful resonance made him open his mouth unconsciously.
"Eye of Time, wake up!"
……
Xinghan's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to contain a tremendous amount of power.
It shook the air around it, as if issuing the most direct challenge to fate.
This is not just a simple call, but also the awakening of the power deep in his heart and his infinite trust and expectation in his own potential.
However, when these words came out of his mouth, a hint of doubt flashed in Xinghan's eyes.
Eye of Time?
This name was like a sudden storm that caught him off guard and left him in a trance for a moment.
He quickly searched his memory, but found that he had never clearly named this power.
He knew what he wanted to do, but he never thought of calling it that.
Weird! Interesting.
At this moment, a warm and familiar power surged from his heart and quickly spread throughout his body.
He suddenly realized that the name had been deeply rooted in his soul for a long time, but was only truly awakened at this moment.
"Freeze this endless moment! Eye of Time! Activate!" Xinghan suddenly opened his eyes, which seemed to contain the secrets of the universe. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. The world around him became slow and blurry, everything was quiet, but he remained awake and energetic.
As the words “Eye of Time” echoed, the dormant power in his body seemed to be activated by an invisible force and began to surge within him.
At that moment, Xinghan seemed to be shrouded by a mysterious force, and his consciousness merged with the flow of time.
He was no longer the mortal bound by time, but became the king of time, able to manipulate the hourglass of time at will.
He waved his hand lightly, and time began to flow and stagnate in his hands. The whole world seemed to tremble with his will.
"Strange! It turns out I can really do it!"
An indescribable excitement and pride surged in Xinghan's heart.
He felt this unprecedented power.
"Oh, I'm awesome too, right?"
He knew this was his chance.
At this moment, he has proved himself and surpassed himself.
"I can definitely do it." Xinghan smiled slightly, and saw the sign of success in this space and time when the flow of the void had stopped.