Chapter 630: Chapter 248: Touching the Stars

This world is neither a sphere nor a flat plane, but a massive, irregularly twisted curved surface.

The Chuirizhou Continent is located at the pinnacle of this curve, the place closest to the starry sky.

To the west, it faces the Immortal Continent, to the east, it connects with the Changsheng Continent, to the north it overlooks the Buddhist Holy Land Miaomu Continent, and to the south, it borders the Taiyi Continent, known for cultivating Divine Techniques and Methods.

Among the Twelve Northern Continents, Chuirizhou ranks lower in terms of overall strength, on par with the Wangyue Continent and Ji Continent. Its landmass is not large, approximately one-third of a Changsheng Continent, even smaller than the expanded Little South Continent. Its greatest claim to fame is being "closest to the heavens."

"What’s fun about Chuirizhou anyway?"

An An squatted on the terrace of the Immortal Palace, carried by the Dharma Dragon, looking at the turbulent layers of clouds and the faintly emerging silhouette of Chuirizhou.

Chuirizhou looks like a massive mountain range cut off at the waist.

"Do you think I’m going there to play?" Fan Wubing skimmed through records about Chuirizhou given by Jiang Sha.

The records from Jiang Sha were mostly historical secrets that were rarely circulated in the market.

"Are you going to cause destruction?!" An An’s eyes lit up.

Fan Wubing closed the book, "An An, have you ever killed anyone?"

"Of course, I have!" An An raised her head.

"How many?"

"A hundred... a thousand, anyway, a lot!"

"Why did you kill them?"

"Does a Demon Cultivator need a reason to kill?"

Fan Wubing rolled his eyes, "Yeah right, you haven’t killed anyone. You go on about causing destruction all day."

"Do you think I wouldn’t dare!" An An felt underestimated, raised her shoulders, puffed her cheeks, and glared at Fan Wubing, "With my skills, killing someone is easy, I just think it’s unnecessary!" she said disdainfully, "Meaningless killing is the lowest behavior. As a Great Demon, of course one should overthrow justice and reverse order!"

Fan Wubing chuckled, "Do you know what justice is, what order is? Or rather, do you know what you’re doing?"

"Of course I know." An An’s gaze drifted.

"Tell me about it?"

Under Fan Wubing’s unwavering gaze, An An couldn’t find a word to say and snapped, "Why should I tell you everything!"

Fan Wubing shrugged and didn’t press further, "Alright then, I won’t judge whether what you’re doing is right or wrong, I just hope you understand what you’re doing."

"Hmph."

An An pursed her lips and didn’t continue talking.

She held a small carving knife, carefully carving a piece of redwood rhizome.

Half a day later, they arrived at Chuirizhou.

The terrain of Chuirizhou is very high; moving it to the Immortal Continent would make it an endlessly tall mountain. This isn’t just a geographical feature, but also due to the influence of a special space structure. If space is likened to surging seawater, then Chuirizhou is the crest of the wave.

According to the records from Jiang Sha,

during the cosmic battle fifteen thousand years ago, the sky people from the starry sky descended upon the world from Chuirizhou.

This was the frontline of the cosmic battle, the entire continent was a battlefield. It’s indeed true that Chuirizhou is most suitable for sensing the Power of Circulation. The invasion by the sky people made this continent more susceptible to the pull of the Power of Circulation. Rare natural disasters elsewhere—empty shocks—are quite common here.

Fan Wubing, controlling the Dharma Dragon, encountered a small empty shock as soon as he flew into Chuirizhou.

The mighty power operating in circulation, like a giant invisible hand, frantically squeezed, kneaded, and tore at this space, like squeezing a sponge. The rumbling sound of the empty shock was more awe-inspiring than thunder, as if it resonated in one’s heart, startling An An who was focused on carving wood.

"What’s happening?!"

She stood up, wood shavings rustling to the ground.

Fan Wubing said calmly, "Just an empty shock, don’t make a big deal out of it."

He raised his hand and operated the Circulation Dao. All the Power of Circulation within the range of the empty shock immediately stabilized, and the space’s self-repair capability quickly restored everything to its original state. Then, he looked up at the sky. The sky seen elsewhere was azure blue, but here it was a deep blue, almost black-blue. A giant red sun hung in the sky.

This was the scene he had seen when using the Supreme Dharma Orbiting Device to explore that divine thunder in the "Seven Luminaries Thunder Control Skill."

He released his spirit to fully experience this scene.

Every strand of the Power of Circulation lingering above the sky swirled in his Circulation Dao. The entire starry sky became like a massive vortex, slowly rotating with him as the center. Only that red sun, symbolizing the Eternal Dao, remained unmoving. The Power of Circulation pulled the world, rotating around the eternal sun.

Fan Wubing was immersed in this infinitely fascinating experience. Like an observer of the world, he did not participate, unaffected, merely witnessing all that transpired within.

Who knows how much time passed before he slowly opened his eyes, only to see An An standing in front of him, setting up an easel, painting with brush and ink directed at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Painting."

"Painting me?"

An An dabbed her brush, her lips stained with some vermilion, "You suddenly froze like that for half the day, I got bored."

Fan Wubing approached to take a look, exclaiming in surprise, "You painted so well?"

In the painting, he was vividly rendered, with both form and spirit captured exquisitely, though the brushwork seemed somewhat casual, as if not formally trained in painting. Yet, this imparted a sense of a master’s style.

An An hummed, "Of course. In my Immortal Palace, Sister Jiang’s portraits were all painted by me."