Chapter 629: The Formless Myriad Scripture
Ji Liansu came to the chamber at dawn on the thirty-first day.
"You are early," she said. "You have two months remaining."
"I know."
"Then either you have something, or you are about to waste a morning." She took her place by the wall. "Begin."
Leon began with the empty route.
He drew the thread, ran it once around, and let her look. The neutral section took the energy and gave it back exactly as it had received it, and the circulation closed, and nothing anywhere in the room changed.
Then he ran the nine.
Fire, and out. Water, and out. Earth ran heavy and slow and completed. Wind ran fast and completed. Lightning went through the redesigned junctions without touching them. Ice thickened the second stretch and cleared. Light. Darkness. Space, which bent the route by four tenths of a percent and let it come back.
