The Primordial Record novel Chapter 952

Chapter 952 New Understanding

Rowan had not forgotten that the consciousness he had used when he met Caine had been carefully doctored to reveal only what he wanted the Great Betrayer to see, but this was before he knew of Spirit Emanations and the possibility that Caine was not truly searching through only his memories but his Spirit also.

Caine had said a puzzling passage, pulled from Rowan's previous life on earth and he had taken it as nonsense, a method to throw him off his game due to the reveal that he was aware that Rowan was a Transmigrator.

"It goes like this: … a stone was cut from a mountain—but not by human hands. The stone struck the feet, completely shattering the iron and clay. Then the iron, the clay, the bronze, the silver, and the gold were crushed and blown away without a trace, like husks of wheat at threshing time. But the stone became a tremendous mountain that covered the entire earth."

For a brief moment, Rowan almost went crazy with panic, but with a force of will that had been borne from handling various terrifying situations and triumphing over every single one of them, he placed his mind at ease, something that was not easy but he had to simply force himself to adapt. Whatever changes that had already occurred inside his dimension would not be solved by sheer panic, and he would rather learn more about Spirit Emanations from Old Man Seed.

Caine was a profound deceiver and he could make anyone believe in the lies he weaves, but there was nothing that could hide his surprise at the end when Rowan had won. He was missing a crucial piece of the puzzle here and only a cool analytical mind would solve it.

"Focus Romion!" the harsh voice of the old man added a bit more light to Rowan's eyes and threw the last of the haze that burdened his consciousness, "Don't allow your mind to be burdened by mistakes of the past, there is an opportunity for you to make great progress in the future, focus on that and don't make the oversight of dwelling on past errors that you have no way of understanding and focus on the test before you. Do not waste my teachings by dwelling on a past that could easily be corrected by the actions of the present."

Rowan nodded in acknowledgment, all of his lesser consciousness pillars were channeled into unraveling the mysteries of Caine's disappearance inside his dimension, while he focused on this battle in the past which signified the end of an Era, and the beginning of a new one.

The goal was to learn as much as he could and use this new knowledge to leverage the abilities he had, pushing them all to greater heights and correcting the flaws inside his body. Learning from the mistakes of the past, Rowan did not focus on everything as he had become used to, he chose to disregard the sight that made use of his consciousness, and channeled his mind into his fleshy body, using the vision of the Primordial Ouroboros Serpents.

Rowan had become used to using his consciousness to perceive the world and had unconsciously disregarded the eyes of his body, in many ways, he was still adapting to the process of creating a prime consciousness pillar, and singling out his perception to one stream of focus.

As a hive mind, having a singular vision was not in its nature, and using his consciousness sight he could focus on many events at once but if he used his fleshy sight it was the opposite.

The creation of a single powerful consciousness pillar was to combat this event and create a balance inside his consciousness, but at the time he did this while in the frozen waste, he had not even considered the issue of balance.

This time he disregarded his consciousness and after more than a thousand years since he recreated his fleshy body, he began using the eyes of the Primordial Ouroboros. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

The first thing he did was to shut off his entire perception, not focusing on his dimension and the myriad of stimulations inside of it but shutting it off entirely, pulling out his eyes from the entirety of his dimension and leaving him in complete darkness and silence, like a mortal who had placed themselves in a sensory deprivation tank. His sense of self, almost vanishing.