From beginning to end, everything had become completely clear.
Familiar mythical creatures, familiar Chinese, familiar Buddhist and Daoist scriptures... all of it was the swirling snow Qin Yi had personally scattered. After several insights into the meaning of that falling snow, it was like seeing words engraved upon Gold Foil—every bit of it was drawn by karma, leading straight to the spiritual platform.
It could be said that Qin Yi had formed this vague conjecture long ago. Ever since he had begun drawing things and recording what he saw and heard, some subconscious part of him had faintly been waiting for this moment.
There was no such thing as a "Dao Fruit" either... A Dao Fruit was the supreme state: the guidance toward the root of creation, deep within the consciousness of those born while bathing in the Dao, within their Fetal Light.
Back then, Rahu had wanted to devour the world's origin and attain supremacy. In essence, it was similar—he had wanted to experience the karmic process of this world going from nothing to something, to "swallow" the experience of Genesis.
But now, they had all experienced that process. They had not "swallowed and absorbed" it; they had personally carried it out once.
And so, the meaning of supremacy entered their hearts. That was the Dao.
Perhaps this did not yet count as true supremacy. Their energy levels had not reached it yet, and they likely still needed a long period of secluded cultivation to digest it. But in terms of comprehension, they had absolutely surpassed the half-step Rahu now claimed, because Rahu definitely had not reached this level.
Once they thoroughly digested it someday, perhaps they would be able to create worlds from nothing without relying on a painted realm.
When one's cultivation reached the level of creating