If a person didn't have a strong will, they wouldn't have realized that they had been lost.
But being lost like that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Maybe they hadn't chosen the path they wanted to take yet. If they followed the mind of the painting and chose a path as their goal, that path might be right for them. They might be able to achieve great things in the future.
But Han Sen was different. He already had his own path. If he allowed himself to be influenced by the mind of the painting, he would destroy his own foundation.
He forced himself to close his eyes. He wanted to get out of the painting, but all kinds of minds were in his head. Han Sen couldn't help but want to keep looking.
Fortunately, Han Sen's will was strong. He suppressed the urge to keep looking at the Ancient Wall. Slowly, his heart calmed down.
"You stopped looking at the Ancient Wall on your first try. You have a good heart," a voice said from not too far away from Han Sen.
Han Sen opened his eyes and looked in the direction the voice had come from. He saw a middle-aged Very High man sitting on a rock. He was looking at Han Sen.
The middle-aged man looked ordinary, but his presence made him difficult to underestimate.
"Are you talking to me?"
Han Sen asked with confusion. He didn't know the man, but Han Sen had been fascinated by the painting. He had kept a distance from Li Keer and Exquisite. Aside from him, there was no one else around.
Li Keer and Exquisite were obviously fascinated by the mind of the Ancient Wall. They couldn't pay attention to anything else. They didn't notice Han Sen, either. They were completely immersed in the Ancient Wall's mind.
The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Aside from you, I don't think anyone else is looking at the Ancient Wall for the first time."
"That's true. After all, geniuses like me are rare," Han Sen said, rubbing his nose.
The middle-aged man was shocked, but his smile grew. He walked down from the rock and stood next to Han Sen. He looked at the Ancient Wall and said, "The Very High can sense everything. Even things as complex as the universe can be sensed. But the Ancient Wall has been here for billions of years, and no one has been able to understand its secrets. Do you know why?"
"I don't know," Han Sen replied straightforwardly. Since he didn't know, there was no need to pretend to know.
The middle-aged man didn't expect Han Sen to give an answer. After hearing Han Sen's answer, he looked at the Ancient Wall and pointed at a spot. He said, "The reason why no one has been able to understand its secrets is because of that."
Han Sen followed the middle-aged man's finger and saw an independent pattern drawn where he was pointing. The pattern was like a vertical eye, but the pupil was like a Yin-Yang Taiji fish.
"Is that the Very High's Very High eye?" Han Sen asked with shock.
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "The whole painting is very weird.
I can't tell what the painting is about, but this particular spot is the Very High's Very High Eye.
Everyone can see this place, but no one can explain why the Very High's Very High eye is drawn here.
No one knows how it relates to the other paintings.
It is a starting point, but no one has been able to figure out the true meaning behind it."
Han Sen looked at the Very High eye and the paintings around it. They were very weird, and he couldn't tell what they were. He couldn't tell what the Very High eye was related to the paintings around it.
The middle-aged man pulled his gaze away from the Ancient Wall. He looked at Han Sen and said, "Although no one has been able to understand the secrets of the painting, it is not as if nothing has happened. The Very High eye on the wall is very special. It is different from the other marks. If you look at it closely, you will learn something."
"How is it different?"
Han Sen did not understand what the middle-aged man meant. Because the mind of the mural was always changing, every stroke was different. So, the difference the middle-aged man was talking about did not seem to have any real meaning.
The middle-aged man sighed and said, "This elder is a genius that is second only to our alpha.
He has practiced the Very High Sense to a very high level.
Everything in the world is in his heart.
That is why he was able to draw a painting like this.
Although there are many minds in this painting, they are all products of the Very High Sense.
They say that the Very High has no emotions, and the Very High has no emotions.
These minds are strong, but they don't contain the elder's emotions.
Only this Very High eye is different.
It contains the elder's own emotions."
"What kind of emotions are they?" Han Sen asked with curiosity.
If the Very High elder could practice the Very High Sense to true god level, he must have been close to achieving Sky and Men Combined with the universe.
Even Exquisite didn't have any emotions. If the elder had practiced the Very High Sense to such a high level, he must have had very little emotions left. He probably didn't even have any emotions left.
Even Han Sen was surprised that the elder had been able to leave behind an emotional mind.
"I can't explain it clearly. You can see for yourself," the middle-aged man said with a laugh.
Han Sen was curious. He wanted to take a closer look at the Very High eye's mind.
Suddenly, Han Sen thought of something. He turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "What is your name?"
Han Sen knew that the middle-aged man didn't practice the Very High Sense. But even if he didn't practice the Very High Sense, there were still many elites among the Very High. After all, any geno art they practiced was the best geno art in the universe. It wasn't necessarily weaker than the Very High Sense.
"Li Zi," the middle-aged man casually answered. He didn't seem to care.
"Thank you for your guidance." Han Sen bowed and looked at the Very High eye mark.
When he looked at it, Han Sen was attracted by the mind in the mark. It was just as Li Zi had said. The mind in the mark was different from the mind in the rest of the picture. It was easy to tell. The mind in the eye was different from the mind in the rest of the picture.
Han Sen stood where he was and didn't move. He looked at the Very High eye mark. He didn't move for a while. He didn't even blink.
After a while, Han Sen's eyes started to tear up. Han Sen just stood where he was. His eyes were wide open. His tears kept falling. They were all over his face. The clothes on his chest were wet, but he still stood where he was. He didn't blink as he looked at the Very High eye mark on the mural.
In the end, it looked like Han Sen's tears had run dry. Two bloody tears began to flow. They were like two bloody streaks across his cheeks.