Outrageous! Your cute plant spirits are more powerful than dragon spirits?

Qin Wen frowned slightly.

His furrowed brows seemed to carry endless confusion and contemplation.

He tried hard to recall everything that had just happened.

But the jumble of thoughts in his mind caused him immense distress.

Those images kept flashing through his mind, but he couldn't piece together a clear answer.

Qin Wen slowly raised his hand, and a power of rules slowly emerged.

The evolution of the world, the cycle of life and death, the fading of memories...

Everything seemed to contain endless mysteries.

However, this power was fleeting, disappearing in an instant.

"What exactly is going on?"

Qin Wen muttered to himself, his voice filled with confusion and helplessness.

He seemed to understand everything.

But I can't believe it's real.

But if it's fake.

Why does everything feel so real!

Qin Wen's mind wandered over those vibrant planets, his gaze filled with complex emotions.

Looking at those newly born, bright-eyed lives, he felt a strange sensation.

It was a feeling that was both familiar and strange.

It was as if he had some kind of mysterious connection with one of these lives.

This feeling made him fall into deep thought.

He tried to find some clues from his own memories and from the words spoken by all sorts of living beings.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find the answer to the question.

It felt like being caught in a huge mystery!

"This is your path!"

At this moment, Di Xin quietly appeared in Qin Wen's sight.

The long black robe fluttered in the wind, adding to the air of mystery.

"Because of your thoughts, your ideas."

"It makes you believe that only by killing the creatures here can you obtain the world's essence from the slain."

Di Xin's voice was steady and powerful, each word striking Qin Wen's heart like a heavy hammer.

"But that has never been the rule of this world."

His eyes revealed a profound wisdom.

He slightly raised his chin and began to explain in a meaningful way.

"Proving the Way through killing, proving the Way through humanity, proving the Way through enlightenment..."

“Countless paths have appeared in this world.”

"So-called enlightenment and awakening are not simply about walking the path you have chosen."

"Where does this road lead? How do we proceed? When will it end?"

Di Xin's profound words made Qin Wen fall into deep thought.

But Emperor Xin did not give Qin Wen time to think.

He continued, "As the saying goes, one can never earn wealth beyond one's own understanding."

"The same applies to those who seek the Way!"

"How great are his pursuits? How big are his goals? What kind of powerful beings have he encountered?"

"His growth potential is limited."

"And on the way, all roads lead to Rome!"

"Perhaps it is killing, it is taking."

"Or maybe..."

"When one thought arises, all things arise!"

"With a single thought, all things perish!"

Di Xin spoke eloquently, and every word he uttered was full of profound meaning.

only......

"People can never earn wealth beyond their own understanding."

All roads lead to Rome.

These words...

Could it really be something that 'Di Xin' could say?

Compared to 'Di Xin'.

Qin Wen suddenly felt that these words were a combination of his own thoughts!

He was suddenly startled by this thought of his own.

Staring wide-eyed at Di Xin in astonishment, a strange, indescribable feeling welled up inside him.

Could Emperor Xin truly have a deep understanding of his own heart?

Or......

"This world is fake!"

Qin Wen stared intently at Di Xin, his determined gaze filled with a strong desire for an answer.

He wanted to get an answer from Di Xin.

An answer that could resolve the doubts in his heart.

Di Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Qin Wen with a complicated expression.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "Truth and falsehood, falsehood and truth, why bother distinguishing them so clearly?"

"This world may seem real to you, but it may be completely different to others."

What you think is false, others see as true.

What you consider true may be false to others.

"Why bother caring so much about what's true and what's false?"

"Fellow Daoist, you seem to have fallen into a daze once again."

Qin Wen remained silent.

He smiled, his aura steady and firm.

Followed by.

A shocking scene happened.

The world began to collapse like a phantom bubble.

The sky instantly lost its luster, the earth began to crack, and stars fell like shooting stars...

Huge cracks began to appear in countless places, cracks that seemed to be swallowing the entire world.

Everything was crumbling at an alarming rate, like an unstoppable disaster.

Qin Wen remained expressionless, his demeanor as still as a statue, devoid of any emotion.

The world collapsed, flames erupted, and countless lives were cried out.

When all living beings die, the origin of the world returns to oneself.

but.

None of this caused Qin Wen's emotions to fluctuate in the slightest.

He stared intently at Di Xin, his eyes filled with deep contemplation and determination!

Whether it's true or false is really not important.

"If I say it's true, then it's true!"

"I say it's fake, so it's fake!"

Qin Wen's voice was steady and powerful, as if proclaiming an undeniable truth.

Every word spoken causes inexplicable changes in the world.

It may either return to its original state or collapse.

He possesses an inexplicably powerful sense of control!

As soon as the words were spoken.

The whole world was like a mirror, with a constant "click, click" sound.

Countless fragments flew out, refracting strange light.

Each fragment is like a microcosm of a world!

Qin Wen himself also disappeared into the fragments.

The place that once existed is now nothing but emptiness, as if he had never set foot there.

After a while.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and everything returned to calm.

The air seemed to have stopped flowing; there wasn't a sound.

Only endless silence enveloped this space.

Di Xin still stood there, dressed in a black robe.

His figure was like a phantom, ethereal and elusive.

It can be seen, but cannot be touched or felt to have any real existence.

It was as if he were just a phantom existing in one's imagination.

His eyes were fixed on a piece of shard.

His focused expression made it seem as if only this one fragment remained in the world.

The fragment floated silently in the void.

One corner has faded, and that faded part seems to contain the vicissitudes and stories of the past.

A complex emotion flickered in Di Xin's eyes.

There are doubts, there are thoughts, there are worries...

After a long time, he sighed.

His eyes revealed an unprecedented determination.

Followed by.

Dao City, Yu Xiaotian... countless things and countless figures appeared once again.

It was as if time had reversed, and everything had returned to how it was before.

The city walls of Daocheng still stand majestically.

The old man was still sitting on the stone bench by the street.

The young men, carrying greatswords, busily moved between the various shops.

Children laughed and played in the streets, their clear laughter echoing in the air.

"The world is fake..."

"It's true!"

"Humans... are the same!"