Listening to Orsaga's words.
Then looking at the ever-changing scenes within the palm he had extended.
Wanwan once again felt how narrow her own vision was.
The last time she had felt this way.
Had been when she first saw Orsaga, when she saw him piloting a Shi Tiankong dozens of meters tall to Wudang Mountain to beat up the grandmaster of the martial world, the hundred-year-old birthday boy—Zhang Sanfeng...
That unimaginably brutal scene.
Had given Wanwan an immensely profound Mental Shock at the time!
Even now, it still felt as vivid as though it had happened yesterday!
The scene before her was no different.
It had already surpassed her understanding somewhat.
After all, she still could not clearly comprehend what exactly planes and worlds were.
Yet the countless threads in Orsaga's palm, each extending straight into distant spacetime beyond her sight, directly revealed to her that the vastness of the worlds lay far beyond her imagination!
Such a fact.
Also told her that there was no end to the limits of power—or at least, that was a fact she had yet to see.
To say nothing else.
Among the different individuals linked by those threads in Orsaga's hand alone, she sensed innumerable powerful beings.
Among them.
There were no lack of those whose mere aura far surpassed hers.
Nor were there any lack of powerful, bizarre Lifeforms whose very forms of life instinctively filled her with discomfort and a strange sensation.
Even.
At the instant her gaze observed their appearances.
Some especially powerful individuals reacted directly across the distant spacetime, beginning to inspect their surroundings and even attempting to trace the karmic connection back to observe her.
This made her instinctively reveal a trace of reverence.
In response.
Orsaga's expression remained unchanged as he calmly withdrew his hand.
Then,