Su Jingxing, who was listening to the conversation, perked up when he heard the words “Hong Meng”.
Hong Meng?
Is this a coincidence, or...
“He’s indeed a Freed One!”
Another voice sounded.
As light flickered, a few figures walked out from the stone pillars.
“A Freed One, there’s no doubt about it. What I’m curious about now is, what kind of Freed One is this new friend?”
The person who spoke was an old man with white hair and a beard. He spoke grinningly as he walked towards Su Jingxing.
“Young friend, did you take the path of divine martial arts, spiritual martial arts, or soul?”
“The first.” Su Jingxing remained calm and asked, “Is there such a thing as soul freeing?”
“That’s right. Attaining freedom using divine martial arts and spiritual martial arts were created by that fellow, Rong Wu.”
After recovering from his shock, the man who had regained his composure continued, “Rong Wu is a spiritual martial artist. You might not know his name, but you should know about the technique he created, becoming one with the universe.”
“Yes.” Su Jingxing nodded. “This was the path I took.”
“That’s it then.” The old man with white hair and beard smiled and said, “You used Rong Wu’s technique. Although that fellow is gone, I didn’t expect anyone to really succeed with it.”
“Haha, us humans ought to flourish.” A burly man laughed out loud.
“As for mental freeing, it was created by Hong Meng,” the man continued, explaining to Su Jingxing, “Hong Meng’s mental freeing is very interesting. It focuses on the transformation of the mind. One might not advance even a single step for countless years, but might also succeed in comprehending it overnight and achieve detachment.”
“But before that, no one had succeeded in either Rong Wu’s or Hong Meng’s techniques.
“I see.” Su Jingxing was enlightened and thanked them. “Thank you for your clarification, seniors.”
“Haha, there’s no need to call us Senior. We’re all friends. You can just address us by our names.”
The old man smiled brightly. “Take me for example. My name is Lan Tong.”
“My name is Wan Xiu. I’m from the Stone race,” said the burly man who was more than three meters tall.
“I am Ming Shiwei,” said the middle-aged man with a smile.
“Fang Feiyun,” the burly man continued.
“Xian Men.”
“Tao Shen.”
“Zai Ling.”
“Cang Nie.”
The others introduced themselves.
“Su Jingxing!”
For the first time, Su Jingxing used his real name.
This was because everyone was either in the Immortal realm or the ninth-realm.
They could sense immediately whether it was his real name or not.
He might not be exposed immediately for using an alias, but clearly, they would not open their hearts to him.
To be able to come to the end of the world, and as part of the human race,
there was really no need to play tricks.
“So it’s Little Su.”
Ming Shiwei said with a smile. “It’s really surprising that you were able to succeed with the freeing technique.”
“There’s no need for that. Which one of us didn’t reach this level by accident?” retorted Fang Feiyun.
“Alright, you’re right.” Ming Shiwei was speechless.
“Haha,” said Lan Tong with a smile. “No matter what, now that you’ve successfully transcended, the human race will have another helping hand.”
“That’s right. That fellow, Mo Gang, provoked us a few days ago and almost launched an attack. Now that we have Little Su, let’s see if it dares to come again. On the path concerning the physical body, a Freed One is undoubtedly the strongest existence!” Wan Xiu said excitedly.
“It’s naturally my honor to be able to help you brothers.” Su Jingxing smiled in agreement. “I’m just a little curious. Can I meet that friend called Hong Meng?”
“You want to know what’s going on with his mental freeing technique, right?” asked Fang Feiyun.
“You can say that.” Su Jingxing didn’t hide anything. “It’s mainly because I want to see Hong Meng, mm, he himself. I wonder if he’s here?”
“See Hong Meng?” Ming Shiwei pondered. “Are you sure?”
“Of course.” Su Jingxing nodded. “Why? Is there a problem?”
“There’s no problem,” said Lan Tong in a low voice. “It’s just that Hong Meng is not here. Or rather, Hong Meng has never been here. He has always been in his universe.”
“Brother Lan Tong, please elaborate.” Su Jingxing bowed.
“There’s no need for that.” Lan Tong waved his hand and shared, “The deeds of Hong Meng have been circulating in the chaos, but he has always stayed in his own universe. It’s not that he doesn’t want to come out, but he can’t because he’s dead. Of course, it can also be said that he’s not dead.
“He has fused into his own universe!”
“Fused into his own universe?” Su Jingxing was puzzled. “Become one with the universe like me?”
“No.” Ming Shiwei continued and shook his head. “Yours is free and independent. Hong Meng’s isn’t. Because he was ambushed by the Void Divine Being when his mental freeing was ongoing, resulting in a failure. He had no choice but to disintegrate himself and fuse himself into his own universe.
“It’s clearly wrong to say that Hong Meng is dead because the his universe is still operating and has sealed the Door of Chaos. We can’t even enter, let alone Void Divine Being.
“But it’s not right to say that the Hong Meng isn’t dead. After fusing with the universe and losing oneself, even though he’ll always exist as long as his universe remains, is that still Hong Meng?”
Su Jingxing remained silent.
Although it was unbelievable, there was no doubt that the Hong Meng they were talking about was the supreme big shot in the legends of Earth.
The Hong Meng Universe was the universe Su Jingxing was in before he transmigrated.
Su Jingxing had always wondered why he suddenly transmigrated.
Now that he thought about it, it was most likely related to Hong Meng.