The scriptures flowed like a song, soft and melodious, with specks of light rain seemingly scattering into the depths of one’s soul.
Shi Hao was utterly entranced, his wish fulfilled as he listened to the *Song of Six Paths Reincarnation*, a supreme scripture that resonated within his heart.
He immersed himself completely, studying every phrase, comprehending every passage, pondering each line of the scripture at length, silently absorbing its essence.
His brow glowed, a mysterious mark swirling with auspicious light, resonating with that supreme powerhouse. Between them, divine radiance surged in myriad hues, painting the air with dazzling brilliance.
A vast and majestic aura spread—this was the resonance of kindred bloodlines, thundering in this sacred space!
Yet, it was a pity. That peerless expert had long since passed, leaving nothing behind. No matter how hard Shi Hao tried, he could not uncover even a trace of lingering spiritual will.
Shi Hao cast these thoughts aside, no longer dwelling on them, no longer agonizing. He focused solely on the *Song of Six Paths Reincarnation*, silently deciphering its true meaning, grasping its most fundamental mysteries.
It had to be said—this ancient heavenly art was profound and boundless. Even for a prodigy like Shi Hao, gifted by the heavens, it was a constant struggle, forcing him to furrow his brow in deep contemplation.
He had no choice but to memorize the scripture by force. Some passages were too obscure, impossible to fully comprehend in such a short time. They would have to wait for another day.
Shi Hao was stumped. The more he studied, the more intricate and unfathomable it became, its mysteries endless. It was as if mastering it would grant dominion over the stars and all things in the universe.
This was the *Heavenly Art of Six Paths Reincarnation*—and this was only the preliminary stage. Even Shi Hao found it overwhelming.
As the scripture echoed, evolving toward its later stages, he seemed to witness the rise and fall of all things, the cycles of the cosmos, one epoch after another fading into oblivion.
This vision filled him with dread. What kind of power was this? Even heaven and earth decayed, repeating in cycles—truly chilling.
In this world, nothing was eternal. Even existence itself would one day reach its end.
Then, how to evade it? How to escape? Was reincarnation the only way?
At this realization, Shi Hao felt a cold shiver down his spine, his soul trembling. This contradicted his beliefs, clashing with his convictions.
Did reincarnation truly exist? He refused to believe it, insisting only on his own indomitable path forward.
Yet now, he had encountered this legendary heavenly art, one that directly opposed his beliefs. Could he still cultivate it?
The conflict was undeniable. He truly didn’t know whether to continue.
Shi Hao frowned, lost in thought. Lingering like this was no solution. If he missed this opportunity, who knew when the next would come?
*”I must cultivate it. If it contradicts my beliefs, then I shall uncover its secrets—understand the root of its divergence from my convictions and see its true essence!”*
With this resolve, his eyes gleamed once more. He treated this study as a battle, a contest to comprehend its depths.
Only by understanding could he compare, only then could he glimpse the truth.
The scripture’s voice never ceased. Shi Hao’s gaze grew ever more profound as he stood there, listening to the primordial sound of the Dao, deciphering this supreme art.
At this moment, he no longer felt the passage of time. Everything seemed frozen.
He stood like a stone statue, coexisting with heaven and earth, resonating with antiquity, as if he had existed for countless lifetimes.
Later, time itself seemed to twist. Shi Hao experienced a strange sensation—his consciousness awakening, as if he had attained enlightenment in an instant. It was as though he had lived through eternity, witnessing the vicissitudes of life.
Yet in another moment, it felt as if he had only just obtained the *Heavenly Art of Six Paths Reincarnation*, only just begun to comprehend it.
A bizarre and contradictory feeling.
At this moment, he sometimes felt as though he had walked out of antiquity, having forgotten everything. Other times, it was as if he had merely lost himself in thought for a fleeting moment, gazing into the distant future.
He seemed lost, even forgetting himself.
Only after a long while did Shi Hao suddenly shudder, coughing up a mouthful of blood, finally freeing himself from this strange state!
*”Incredible!”* Shi Hao marveled. Was this the power of the *Heavenly Art of Six Paths Reincarnation*?
This was not the end—only the beginning. The more he studied, the more he realized the vastness of this art. No wonder it was called a *”heavenly art”*!
Since ancient times, few techniques had earned such a title, and even fewer were truly worthy of it. Some lineages had arrogantly bestowed the name upon themselves, falling short of its grandeur.
Here in the Primordial Ancient Mine, Shi Hao calmed his mind, preparing to cultivate until he fully mastered it.
Shi Hao formed hand seals, mimicking the six supreme experts, each of whom embodied a unique posture—mysterious and unfathomable.
Before obtaining the scripture, attempting to decipher their opening stances had left him with a splitting headache, his mind clouded and unable to grasp anything.
But now, Shi Hao understood. It was as if he had attained sudden enlightenment, carefully observing the six experts’ forms, discerning the supreme mysteries they contained.
*”These are just the opening stances!”*
Shi Hao sighed. Even these six stances were so profound that the more he studied them, the more entranced he became, unable to tear himself away.
**Boom!**
The first stance was completed. In an instant, heaven and earth seemed to split apart, as if a vast and magnificent world had manifested before him.
This was bizarre, startling Shi Hao and shaking his Dao heart. The stance collapsed, and the vision vanished.
*”Isn’t this a method for wielding divine arts? Why does it manifest like this?”* He was puzzled.
Taking a deep breath, he steadied himself and formed the seal again, executing the first stance.
**Boom!**
Once more, space seemed to tear open, as if a new world was being forged!
Within it, mountains and rivers stood in serene beauty, shrouded in immortal mist—a sacred and ethereal realm.
*”This stance is special, brimming with the aura of the heavenly Dao. Is this what the Six Paths Reincarnation is?”* Shi Hao felt a flicker of understanding.
Soon, he abandoned this stance and switched to another’s seal.
The next moment, heaven and earth trembled violently.
A chilling wind howled, black mist billowed, and the surroundings turned sinister, as if the netherworld had descended upon the mortal realm, transforming the area into a land of terror.
Shi Hao understood this stance as well—this was the *Ghost Path*!
He smiled faintly. Was the *Heavenly Art of Six Paths Reincarnation* merely referring to these six paths? There was no reverence in his expression.
Next, he attempted to wield divine arts, channeling six supreme techniques, but something felt missing.
*”Hmm, was my understanding wrong?”* Shi Hao frowned. Did the Six Paths signify something deeper, not just simple concepts like the Heavenly Path or Ghost Path?
His expression turned solemn as he revisited the opening stances, this time with utmost focus, studying all six experts’ forms from start to finish.
*”Fortunately, these are just the opening stances—they can be grasped quickly!”* Shi Hao murmured. Since hearing the supreme scripture, he could cross-reference and comprehend them fully.
The six experts’ stances contained the profound mysteries of the supreme Dao. Though complex, Shi Hao managed to execute them.
*”Huh? There’s another interpretation!”*
Suddenly, Shi Hao was startled. With slight adjustments, the six stances manifested entirely different powers.
In an instant, earth, fire, wind, water… six cycles of creation and destruction took shape, unfolding before him.
*”How can this be?”* This was not the same Six Paths he had initially understood.
Was this another form of the Six Paths Reincarnation?
Shi Hao continued his study, observing and executing the six stances, delving deeper and gaining new insights.
This time, it was entirely different. He seemed to witness a supreme being withering away, flesh and soul turning into fertile soil. Even the greatest existence would one day meet its end.
Yet, the soil was soon absorbed by a towering tree, its nutrients nurturing emerald leaves—a new cycle of life.
The leaves were consumed by a creature, becoming part of it. Over time, this creature grew into another supreme being.
Throughout this process, the essence of life wandered, almost unreal.
Shi Hao was lost in thought. Was this also the Six Paths Reincarnation?
Gradually, as he studied further, he discovered more variations. The Six Paths Reincarnation was not confined to a single form—it was diverse and multifaceted.
Only now did he realize how crucial the ancient texts were, far beyond his initial assumptions.
The Six Paths Reincarnation did not necessarily contradict his beliefs. It had many manifestations, each breathtaking in its own way.
From then on, Shi Hao devoted himself wholeheartedly!
No wonder the six supreme experts’ bodies were needed to manifest this art—nothing else in the world was more fitting. This method was too profound for ordinary cultivators to execute.
A typical practitioner attempting these stances would suffer severe injuries.
Soon, Shi Hao mastered all six opening stances with remarkable ease. He could already envision their staggering power!
**Boom!**
A tremendous roar stirred an extraordinary aura.
Thus, Shi Hao fully comprehended the six stances, his strength surpassing all previous limits, reaching a transcendent level.
In the end—he succeeded!
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