Time passed by inexorably and he didn’t even know how long he had spent running along the path and searching, how much time he had used. Finally, at some moment, he found that path.
The mountain was covered by the lake and didn’t have a peak, didn’t have up or down, thus, it didn’t have any direction, the mountain paths were like a spider’s web, impossible to count, but the mountain had water, a lot of water.
The water on the mountain was not the same as the surrounding lake water in being still, but was endlessly flowing, upon reaching some steep precipice, it would fall. The water would pound upon the lake water, raising up a lot of waves and foam.
The water’s flow, was the actual path.
Chen Chang Sheng found a tiny waterfall, he didn’t pay any attention to the strange scene of water clashing against water that could be seen as he travelled.
He was incredibly concentrated as he climbed, the reverse flow extended above for three thousand miles and he finally arrived at the end of all the waterfalls on the mountain.
That end should more accurately be described as source.
At the end of everything, water fell and rocks jutted.
Upon the pure white stone that covered the entire mountain and its valleys, there was a door.
It was the very door that he had been painstakingly searching for.
He walked up to the door, and, for the first time, he stilled his steps. At this moment his clothing was already in tatters, his face full of water stains, his shoes broken and ankles injured, looking very ragged, unknown as to how long he had been travelling for.
That wasn’t just a simple door, but a grandiose one. In much the same way this wasn’t a stretch of lake, but a suspended lake.
The latter was because the lake had the form of a droplet, the former was because the door is far too immense.
That door was close to a hundred metres tall, its material resembled gold and jade, but upon closer inspection, it resembled common stone, only being a little pale, being very close to the mountain stone that surrounded the place.
The stone door’s surface emanated a dull and gentle light, giving one a benevolent and safe feeling. All who gazed upon it would be captivated and would want to place their palm upon the door immediately, using their strength to push it open.
However, Chen Chang Sheng felt hesitant, because he felt danger.
He already knew what this mountain is, thus, he could also guess as to what this door was.
What was stranger, was that even though he had never come here before, and of this, he was certain – for some unknown reason, the door gave him a feeling of extreme familiarity, as if he had gazed upon the door for a very long time. Approaching from a different angle, it seemed as if this door had been waiting for him for a very long time.
His hesitation, in actuality, had only lasted a very short while.
Danger couldn’t make him stop; in order to continue living, he had already risked his life many times, therefore, what kind of situation can stop him from risking it once again?
His hand landed upon the door and lightly pushed. The door was about a hundred metres tall and from its outer appearance, its thickness should also be rather excessive. Logically speaking, it should be heavy to the point of resembling a city, yet mysteriously, following his light push, the door had opened.
Chen Chang Sheng retracted his hand, cautiously preparing himself.
The stone door slowly opened and countless rays of light spilled out from inside, landing upon his face and body. His eyes were dazzled to the point of making his vision slightly blurry, while his tattered clothing gleamed with an incredible brilliance, as if it had been set ablaze.
Surprising him, the light was not dangerous at all, but was instead filled with a positive energy, instantly making him feel that his injuries had improved considerably.
His fatigue disappeared, making him feel indescribably relaxed; he felt very strong and his control over many things became unconstrained, to the point where he had a feeling that could be described as “free”.
This type of feeling was very pleasant and this type of temptation was very strong. No kind of uncertainty about the future or the threat of danger could suppress that type of longing; Chen Chang Sheng headed into the direction of the doorway.