Chapter 839: The True Law Of Undeath
The war had officially begun. The conflict between the races, which had raged for a thousand years, was finally approaching its conclusion.
In truth, the outcome had long been decided because of Lin Moyu.
The military base had been successfully completed, Meng Anwen had finished constructing the formations, and the Eternal Great Wall was activated, now firmly guarding the Abyss Gate.
With a secure foothold established, the humans had driven a dagger deep into enemy territory.
All that remained was to push it further and finish the battle.
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Lin Moyu knew the war had begun, but he paid it little attention.
As long as Meng Anwen did not seek him out, there was nothing to worry about.
Even before the war started, he had already compared the strength of both sides.
The humans held the advantage over the Demons, and with human intelligence and ingenuity added to that advantage, victory was virtually assured.
Instead, Lin Moyu remained focused on his small garden.
The grass had grown to the height of a palm, while the frail saplings, though far from healthy, had stubbornly survived.
The entire garden radiated vibrant life.
Spring gradually gave way to autumn. Snow drifted from the sky, and frost spread across the earth.
Beneath the falling snow, the grass slowly withered, its vitality fading away.
Yet Lin Moyu could still sense that beneath the soil, the roots had not withered, quietly nurturing life.
This was the power of life.
Apparent death was not true death.
Within life lurked the chill of death, while within death rested the seed of life.
Life and death opposed one another, yet each contained the other.
Standing beside the garden, Lin Moyu slowly closed his eyes.
A cluster of gray mist appeared at his fingertips.
It seemed saturated with death, yet hidden within was a faint trace of life.
The moment it appeared, the grass and saplings rapidly withered.
Their remaining vitality vanished completely.
The grass rotted first, decaying from blade to root.
Once it had fully decomposed, the saplings followed.
Originally half a meter tall, it quickly shrank, collapsing inward as it withered and rotted away.
The transformation was astonishingly fast.
In less than ten seconds, the garden became a wasteland of decay.
Every trace of life vanished, and a pungent stench spread through the manor.
"Ah..."
A soft gasp rang out before silence returned.
Ning Yiyi covered her mouth, staring at the ruined garden.
She could not comprehend what had happened, but she knew better than to disturb Lin Moyu.
Moments later, Mo Yun, Shu Han, and Mu Xianxian arrived, their faces filled with shock.
Then they witnessed what could be described as a miracle.
The garden, having completed its descent into absolute death, suddenly gave birth to a spark of life.
From the depths of death, a tiny thread of life emerged.
Then it erupted with unstoppable momentum.
It was as though countless years of accumulated life force had been released in a single instant.
At the same time, the gray light at Lin Moyu's fingertips changed.
Once utterly lifeless, it began to pulse like a beating heart.
As vitality surged, the rotten earth transformed into rich, fertile soil.
Fresh grass sprouted from the ground, followed by the reemergence of the saplings.
Within minutes, the grass had grown waist-high, while the saplings transformed into towering trees that rose above Lin Moyu.
Soon, flowers blossomed across the grass, and fruits formed upon the trees' branches.
The fruits ripened and fell, while the flowers withered in turn.
It was the cycle of spring growth and autumn harvest unfolding before his eyes.
Then came decline. The flourishing vegetation gradually withered away once more.
One cycle of life ended, only for another to begin.
The seasons alternated endlessly between prosperity and decay.
Life flowed on without end, eternal and unceasing.
Whenever death reached its absolute limit, new life was born from its depths.
And whenever life ascended to its most brilliant peak, death would inevitably descend once again.
The gray light at Lin Moyu's fingertips underwent the same transformations.
It shifted from utter lifelessness to vibrant vitality, then from vibrant vitality back into decay.
Round after round, the cycle repeated.
At last, the changes ceased.
Life and death merged into one.
The powers fused into a faint gray-white radiance.
It no longer pulsed with the vigor of life, nor did it carry the stillness of death.
Instead, it existed beyond both.
This was the true law of undeath. The complete law of undeath.
It no longer distinguished between life and death; both were contained within it.
With a single thought, Lin Moyu halted the garden's ongoing decay.
Vitality surged forth where no trace of life had existed, and the dying garden began to transform.
A tender sprout broke through the soil, then hundreds of fresh green leaves unfurled.
The land rapidly regained its vitality.
Yet just as life flourished, everything began to wither and rot once more.
The transition was abrupt.
Life could become death in an instant, and death could be halted just as easily to give birth to life again.
There was no longer any need for the passage of an entire cycle.
Everything changed according to Lin Moyu's will.
The cycle of life and death was now under his control.
Within the small garden, vitality gathered once more.
Grass and trees grew vigorously, flourishing with boundless life.
When that vitality reached its absolute peak, the gray-white light in Lin Moyu's hand vanished.
He closed his eyes and sank into deep contemplation, as though slipping into a special state.
The insights he had gained flowed through his mind as he absorbed, refined, and integrated them.
Not far away, Ning Yiyi and the others stood frozen in shock.
It was as if they had witnessed a miracle.
Before today, they could never have imagined that life and death could be transformed into one another so freely.
Only after a long while did the four finally recover from their daze.
Exchanging glances, they quietly retreated.
Lin Moyu was currently immersed in comprehension and could not be disturbed.
Once they were far enough away, they could no longer contain themselves.
"Our husband is incredible. What happened just now was practically a miracle."
"Life and death are both under his control. Is that what law is?"
"It should be, but it feels different from other people's laws."
"It really is different, but Moyu has always been different from everyone else."
The four chatted excitedly, their faces filled with pride.
Lin Moyu was their pride.
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Winter gave way to spring, and the air gradually grew warm.
Lin Moyu remained where he stood for months without moving an inch.
Wind swept across him, rain drenched him, yet he remained completely unmoved.
Finally, half a year later, he opened his eyes.
A sharp gleam flashed within them.
At that moment, his essence, energy, and spirit had all reached their peak.
A faint pressure radiated from him, spreading between heaven and earth.
His soul force flowed freely, enveloping the entire manor.
"I have finally comprehended the law of undeath." Lin Moyu clenched his fists and spoke softly.
Though his voice was calm, it could not hide the excitement in his heart.
More than three years had passed since he first came into contact with laws.
At long last, he had truly comprehended the law of undeath.
Although he had only grasped the surface, he could now wield the law directly.
The feeling was incomparable.
Compared to only making use of the laws embedded within his law arts, the feeling of directly commanding a law was incomparably better.
Unfortunately, he still could not infuse his law arts with the law to increase their power.
The curse imposed by the greater world rune remained, and there was currently no way around it.
Examining his condition, he discovered that his level had unknowingly risen to level 95.
During the six months he spent comprehending the law, the talent tree had continuously supplied him with soul force, steadily increasing his level.
As long as he had not reached the limit of his soul rank, the growth would continue.
His gains extended beyond levels alone.
His soul rank had also broken through the bottleneck at level 96, officially advancing to level 97.
Law comprehension raised the soul rank.
This was the cultivation path followed by the powerhouses of the greater world.
Meanwhile, soul force could be continuously increased through the talent tree.
The two complemented each other perfectly.