Walking in the cycle of reincarnation

Chapter 43 Wolf's Gaze

Zhang Nanfeng closed his eyes tightly, drawing the last ray of moonlight into his body.

In an instant, the shackles collapsed.

His mind sank, and his thoughts entered his eyes.

......

A lone wolf walks amidst the pure white surroundings.

This wolf's fur is like solidified snow, and its bones are like ice.

When standing, it resembles a towering mountain range; when lying down, it looks like an iceberg lying in the wilderness. Its four hooves leave no trace in the snow, and its body is pure white and flawless.

As it takes one step, bears bow their heads in their caves. After a while, eagles fold their wings and soar into the clouds.

All beasts held their breath, and all spirits fell silent. The wind and snow dared not howl, and quietly made way. The ice itself seemed to glow, and spread out on the ground.

Reaching the edge of the snowfield, the white wolf suddenly turned around.

With just one glance, the world fell silent, and all living things turned to dust.

As the towering snow-capped peak was about to collapse, the snow waves, half-suspended, froze and did not fall, as if a painting had suddenly stopped, and billions of snowflakes turned into silver stars nailed to the void.

The thousand-mile-long glacier was about to surge forward, with splashing waves, but it stopped flowing, as if sealed in amber, with water droplets suspended in the air and the sound of water ceased.

After a long while, the white wolf looked away, turned and left.

Heaven and earth returned to normal, snow-capped peaks collapsed again, glaciers flowed again, and all beasts ran free once more.

......

The illusory realm gradually faded away.

A soft whisper sounded.

"Where the gaze falls, heaven and earth are imprisoned. All things are frozen in their forms, and all laws are silenced."

"Wolf's Gaze".

Wolf's Gaze...

Good name.

Zhang Nanfeng silently recited the name of the divine power, recalling that astonishing moment in the illusory realm.

Compared to the grandeur of the demon rats spewing strange winds and the poisonous toads swallowing the heavens and earth in the previous life, the scene of the white wolf looking back is indeed not magnificent.

But that kind of oppression, that kind of majesty that silenced heaven and earth and made all things feel ashamed, was far beyond the supernatural powers of the previous two lives.

The supernatural powers of the previous two lives were strong in their destructive force and unpredictability, but they were ultimately external techniques. But the Wolf's Gaze in this life seems... to be closer to some kind of Dao principle.

Zhang Nanfeng's emotions grew increasingly intense.

Now that his supernatural powers are just beginning to awaken, he may only be able to immobilize rabbits and sparrows. But if he cultivates them to perfection, one day, with a mere glance, could he possibly stop a falling star?

Could it even... deny the most impartial... time?

He quickly composed himself and then examined the methods for cultivating supernatural powers.

Deep within each pupil, a faint, eerie light hung, slowly swirling.

Although the two beams of light were dim, they still possessed an unshakeable sense of solidity.

Zhang Nanfeng understood.

This is "Fixed Light," which is the foundation for activating the Wolf's Gaze Divine Power, just like the Wind Breath and Venom in the previous life.

The method of refining light lies in using one's eyesight to observe all things day and night, calming the mind amidst all phenomena. The brighter the light, the more unparalleled the power of the wolf's gaze becomes.

Zhang Nanfeng withdrew from the inner vision within his pupils, his heart surging with countless emotions.

Now that we've finished the main dishes, it's time to try the two side dishes.

He eagerly probed his coccyx with his divine sense.

Inside, the strange wind supernatural power was still there. Contrary to his expectations, it was not greatly diluted due to reincarnation. Instead, it was exactly the same as what he had retained from his previous life.

He originally thought that with this reincarnation and the fusion of the rat-toad bloodline into the wolf's body, the strange wind supernatural power would be severely damaged even if it was not destroyed, at most only able to exhale a breath of turbid air.

Unexpectedly, it stabilized.

Suppressing his joy, he turned his consciousness to the pancreas-like venom gland within his body.

Within the venom glands, a small amount of venom has accumulated, which is the result of the natural accumulation after consuming blood and absorbing moonlight in recent days.

Zhang Nanfeng lightly touched the gland with his divine sense, triggering the transformation of myriad poisons into supernatural powers and summoning the inherited illusory realm.

The moment the illusory realm opened, it was like a shattered bronze mirror.

The light and shadow were fragmented, pieced together here and there, and could no longer be pieced together to form a complete scene.

Zhang Nanfeng's heart sank immediately.

He could barely make out a few wisps of poisonous miasma drifting by, and even the outline of the poisonous toad was no longer discernible.

Not only is the supernatural power incomplete, but many of the poison transformation methods have also become blurred. Of the original ten, at most only one or two tenths remain.

On the contrary, it is far inferior to that strange wind supernatural power.

It seems that the difference between a toad and a wolf is too great, and their bloodlines and endowments are incompatible. Even the power of the Reincarnation Platform is difficult to fully harmonize them. It is reasonable that they are mixed and diluted to this extent.

So be it.

In this life, Wolf's Gaze is perfect and complete, so he will focus on cultivating it as his main skill, using the Strange Wind Divine Power as a secondary aid. As for the Myriad Poisons Transformation, which he is adept at using... he will have to find another way to master it in the future.

As for fusion...

Zhang Nanfeng pondered for a long time, repeatedly deducing the possibilities, but still could not find any common ground among the three.

There's plenty of time; there's no need to rush.

He decided to put the matter aside for the time being, calm his mind, and withdraw from introspection.

As dusk settled, a pale white light spread across the eastern horizon, while a full moon, barely setting, still hung over the western ridge.

A thought suddenly flashed through Zhang Nanfeng's mind.

If the wolf's gaze can stabilize mountains and rivers, and stop the beasts from moving, then... what if we tried to stabilize the sky...?

Once a thought arises, it spreads like wildfire.

He raised his head and gazed intently at the moon hanging over the western ridge, urging the nascent light within his pupils to focus, and silently chanted:

set.

The moment my gaze met the moonlight, two scalding, stinging pains pierced my pupils.

The pain came on suddenly and intensely, as if something invisible was flowing down his gaze and piercing deep into his pupils.

He suppressed a muffled groan, and his vision first exploded with a ghastly white light, then he was plunged into boundless darkness.

The pain receded quickly like a receding tide, but a dizzying, spinning sensation immediately followed.

The wolf felt as if it had been thrown into a deep, swirling well, its orientation and the universe completely upside down, leaving it weak and shaky.

He gripped the ground tightly, his wolf claws digging deep, carving several furrows into the hard, icy ground.

After a long while, the dizziness that had shaken the earth that day slowly subsided.

Zhang Nanfeng, panting heavily, propped himself up and hurriedly examined his eyes.

Fortunately, his pupils were intact and there were no hidden injuries.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but a heavy gloom settled over his heart.

In a daze, he couldn't help but recall the hunched old man in his dream that night.

Yes, perhaps all the things in this world, including the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and the myriad phenomena, are under the control of deities.

He was merely a young wolf who had just awakened his supernatural powers, yet he foolishly dared to dream of shaking the bright moon with his meager pupil technique. This was far too arrogant and overestimating his own abilities.

Heaven and earth have their own way; we should live in awe... we should live in awe.

Zhang Nanfeng shook the wolf's head to suppress the fear in his heart. As his breathing gradually calmed down, the hunger in his stomach flared up again.

He roused himself and, following the faint scent of the mountains, searched for the other side of the ridge.

Before long, they found a sheltered mountain hollow.

Scattered among the grass were tiny animal droppings, and faint, delicate paw prints marked the snow, clearly indicating a place where wild rabbits often roamed.

Zhang Nanfeng quietly crouched behind a frozen rock, holding his breath and silently lying in wait.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the snow at the cave entrance began to tremble slightly, and a gray-furred wild rabbit cautiously poked its head out, its long ears standing straight up, alertly looking around for any movement.

Zhang Nanfeng was poised to pounce, but his body suddenly stiffened the moment his gaze fell on the rabbit.

He saw it clearly.

Several strands of thread, as thin as hair, were wrapped around the back of the hare, extending outwards into the distance.

What is that...?