One Void, One Self

All cultivators chase spiritual energy and golden pills, seeking ascension and immortality. Only Chen Yan sees the truth—the world is but a primal void, all things are illusions. The mortal realm is a cage, inner demons are shackles, and the so-called celestial realm is just another layer of delusion. While others build foundations and condense pills, he sheds mortality through the void; while others toil over spiritual power, he sees through attachments; while others vie for opportunities, he attains the Dao through the mind. Condensing Yuan to establish the foundation, tracing the abyss to break illusions, transforming chaos to control domains, grasping the pivot to steal the laws. On the day of returning to the void, he becomes nothingness, invulnerable to all laws, a world unto himself. I do not worship heaven and earth, nor revere immortals and gods, nor pursue immortality. Only amidst myriad illusions do I guard a true self. One day—one void, one self, all paths bow, I am heaven and earth.