Two months ago, in the Holy See of Truth's Institute of Holy Texts.
Urbien's figure slowly floated in midair. His hands kept on disappearing and reappearing as if he had entered deep into an unknown world.
Fang Xingjian sat before him, looked at his actions, and said calmly, "The appearance of flames completely changed the history of mankind, as well as the way humans battle.
From then on, the development of mankind was a history of war from beginning to end.
Bronze weapons, armored horses, steam engines, internal combustion engines... Each time there was a revolution in science and technology, it would lead to a drastic change in warfare.
"Firearms almost completely eliminated cold weapons, tanks could easily massacre infantrymen, fighter aircrafts changed the way battles were fought, and the appearance of guided missiles expanded the battlefield to encompass the entire planet...
"It's the same in Miracle World. Light speed movement, cloning into thoughts, Sudden Inspiration, Spatial Translocation... Each time there was an advancement in technology, it would lead to a revolution in the way battles were fought, and those who were left behind... were almost unable to retaliate at all."
Urbien continued, "It's the same for tier six Divine level experts' Spatial Translocation. Experts who have grasped Spatial Translocation have an absolute advantage in battle, while opponents who haven't grasped Spatial Translocation will be unable to retaliate at all. "If one wishes to surpass them, they'll need to completely change the rules of battle, using an unprecedented technology to dominate the battle. It's just like light speed movement, Sudden Inspiration, and Spatial Translocation."
As he spoke, Urbien's arms disappeared completely. Even his body started to enter a state where it seemed like it would gradually disappear.
"During this one month, we've gathered all the great arts from the various sects and factions in the world, as well as all the knowledge we've grasped, as well as a portion of the profoundness of the 13 demonic gods' powers. We've gathered almost all the power systems in this world, and we've finally achieved something..."
As he spoke, Urbien's body suddenly disappeared completely. Fang Xingjian's gaze flickered, and his martial will rose up, sweeping out in all directions like waves. However, even when he probed to the ends of space-time, he was still unable to discover any trace of Urbien's existence.
However, Fang Xingjian did not seem to have any doubts about this. He just sat there, and there seemed to be countless thoughts flashing through his eyes. He did not move at all, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Three days later, the Immortal Child appeared before Fang Xingjian. With a point of his finger, a beam of light drilled into Fang Xingjian's mind.
"This is the information you asked me to find. It's a summary of all the information about space and time collected by the Holy See of Truth. There are even notes written by several popes."
The Immortal Child said, "But what do you want them for? Every cultivator felt different, saw different things, and had a different understanding of heaven and earth. In fact, what these people saw was only a part of the truth. If you read them now, they might not help you. Instead, they might become a hindrance. "
As he spoke, the Immortal Child looked around and asked, "By the way, where is Urbien? My White Emperor Zenith Sword is still with him. "
Fang Xingjian said lightly, "He's right here."
"He's right here?" The Immortal Child sent out his martial will, but he could not find any traces of Urbien. He sighed helplessly and continued to ask, "Then how are the results?"
"We've discovered some new paths, but we have different understandings of them. He's currently roaming in the gaps between space-time in search of the essence of his existence …" Fang Xingjian paused for a moment before saying, "And I'm thinking of ways to re-observe this world and see the truth of this world."
"Can you speak like a human?" The Immortal Child shrugged. "Forget it, I'm leaving. You guys can do whatever you want." Ten days ago, the Immortal Child had completely given up on cultivating together with Fang Xingjian, Urbien, and the others.
Although they had shared all their knowledge and secret manuals, their rate of improvement made the Immortal Child feel inferior.
He did not know when it had started, but he could no longer understand what Urbien was saying. As for Fang Xingjian, he had no idea what he was cultivating either.
Therefore, he decided to back out and cultivate the knowledge he had obtained by himself.
Watching as the Immortal Child left, Fang Xingjian closed his eyes. The entire world seemed to have sunk into darkness.
'What the eyes see isn't reality.
'What the ears hear isn't reality …
'Even what one's martial will senses isn't reality either.
'What is reality?
"Everything we see is nothing more than the photons our eyes receive reflected from the outside world. After the photons pass through a series of changes in energy and momentum on the retina. 'Based on these changes, the brain forms a so-called image. 'What is the truth of the world? 'Momentum and energy are the essence of this world. 'Our five senses, our emotions, and even our consciousness are just countless changes in momentum and energy. 'And the source of their changes …'
Fang Xingjian lifted his head and looked toward the sky above his head. His eyes were filled with indifference, as if he could see through countless void spaces and see the ends of the universe.
He lifted his finger gently, and a large tree in the distance suddenly shattered without any warning, turning into ashes.
…
Just as the Quanji seven people were sweeping through the Imperial Capital and slowly gaining the upper hand, Fang Xingjian was still sitting in the small courtyard he had been in two months ago.
"After three months of hard work, I've finally improved," Fang Xingjian looked at the small courtyard in front of him and said as if he was talking to himself.
"I've cut off the source, jumped out of the picture, and reached the essence." Urbien's voice rang out in his mind, "Brother Fang, your sword arts have reached the peak of perfection."
Fang Xingjian replied, "This is also the result of our exchanges. However, it's only my sword that has achieved this. It's not me who has achieved this.
"Despite this, I've already surpassed all the famous sword artists in this world since ancient times," Fang Xingjian said calmly. "The vastness of the universe surpasses everyone's imagination. Beyond space-time, it's still space-time. What we can observe now is merely a portion of the truth. "To be able to observe more of the truth through a portion of the truth means that we're already on the path toward the truth."
Just then, Fang Xingjian frowned slightly. "Regarding the matter in the Imperial Capital … I'll make a trip there." With that, he stood up.
"It's a pity that I'm still one step away. I'm still not at full strength."
"It's fine. This world still has the seventh, eighth, and ninth tier of the Divine level. They'll give us sufficient opportunities."
"Then I'll be right back."
…
At this moment, the black sword lotus exploded on Fatso's head, gradually crushing his entire upper body.
Faced with this attack that ignored the turbid flows and his Heavenly Secrets Shifting Art, a hint of panic flashed in Fatso's will.
Simultaneously, the other five people let out explosive bellows and attacked Fang Xingjian at the same time.
Under Fang Xingjian's gaze, all the images, light waves, and sound waves disappeared one after another.
In his eyes, there were only changes to energy and momentum left. His will seemed to have leaped to an extremely high place, looking down on the entire world.
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