The words of the Leader of Tongtian struck Fuxi like a sudden thunderclap, instantly causing a fine layer of sweat to bead upon their foreheads. Ordinarily, a situation so glaringly obvious could never have escaped their notice, yet for reasons unknown, a reckless surge of heroic defiance had welled within them, as if they could stem the tide of an entire world by sheer individual will. Mighty though the two of them were, in the face of a rapidly advancing Chaos World, they were nothing more than mantises trying to stop a chariot with their bare arms.
At that moment, a tangled knot of tension and unease made them realize how naive and reckless their impulse had been. Confronted with the immediate crisis, they needed to reassess the situation and find a safer, more reliable solution. After all, raw courage and determination alone could not alter reality; only calm reflection and rational action could break the deadlock. Thus, Tongtian and Fuxi began racking their brains for a way to meet this unprecedented challenge.
"The clear mind is like still water, and clear water is the heart. No breeze stirs the surface, and the ripples remain calm. Sitting alone among deep bamboos, I whistle long and play the zither. Entering meditation and stillness, the poisonous dragon vanishes without a trace. My heart has no apertures, and the Heavenly Dao rewards diligence. My righteousness is awe-inspiring, striking terror into ghosts and demons. My passion overflows, and heaven and earth yiel…
Chapter 120