Spread before the spacecraft were corpses stretching for several light-years, shattered continents, broken magical artifacts of every size, and countless unidentifiable fragments tumbling through space. The wreckage of spacecraft was the most conspicuous.
Wang Guowen guided the spacecraft through the debris, silently surveying everything.
From time to time, they saw the bodies of Yanhuang People silently tumbling through the cold void.
Yet the spacecraft did not stop. It continued forward. There were still signals ahead! Compared to those already dead, the living mattered more.
As they drew closer, they detected more signals, most of them communications and command signals between spacecraft.
The war was still ongoing. Yanhuang Bloodline survivors still remained here. This time, they were very close, their location locked at around one light-year away.
The spacecraft accelerated. Its powerful hull smashed through the corpses along its path. By the time it reached its destination, bodies had lined the entire way.
What, exactly, did war bring to life?
Inside the spacecraft, Wang Guowen silently watched the corpses flash past outside, thinking of what he had recently learned from the Heavenly Sin True Master.
Harvesting through war was merely one method used by the supreme powers. More often, they simply... reduced the number of lives. To be precise, the two goals were the same.
The more lives there were, the more information they created. The total information created over one person's lifetime might be no less than that of an entire planet. The conditions on some desolate planets, for instance, might be fully described in a report of only a few hundred pages. But a human life produced far more information than that.
With enough information, it would gradually transform into an Information Field, then create worlds, ultimately causing the current world to continuously expand.
Once the world expanded, even