Abyssal Demon of the Myriad Realms
Chapter 1147

Broken Cup War

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As for—

Would anyone else try to advance to the level of the Abyss Prince while retaining the identity of a human, thereby sharing or competing with the Master of Humanity for the concept of humanity?

That was entirely impossible.

Because there was no chance of success.

Beings of that level—

Their very selves were already the ultimate manifestation of some concept.

Humans, gods, demons... such factors were merely additional things to them.

Unless they themselves were the existence that symbolized that group.

Otherwise—

To beings of that kind—

Identities such as human, god, demon... were, at most, accessories they could put on and take off at will.

A certain XX among humans—

Could be part of them and could enjoy a portion of their authority.

But—

No matter what—

It could only ever be an exceedingly insignificant part of their vast whole.

It could not truly represent all of them.

The relationship between the two—

Was like a grain of sand and a desert.

Though a tiny grain of golden sand could represent a part of the boundless desert, it could never truly represent everything within it.

Likewise—

Since the concept of humanity that they controlled was negligible to themselves—

The same was more or less true for the Master of Humanity.

As the original source and ultimate endpoint of the relevant concept, the being who controlled the concept of humanity—

The concepts of humanity touched upon by other beings were merely peripheral twigs and leaves to the Master of Humanity, not even a fraction of nine oxen and a single hair.

Therefore, the concepts of humanity controlled by those others could not possibly affect the Master of Humanity.

Even if they could freely create humans within the domains they controlled...

Or, to put it even more directly—

The

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