Li Qi was suddenly stumped by a single question from Jing Wuzhen.
If the world was void, then there was no need to change anything at all. Whenever one wanted change, one could change it at any time. This was true for oneself, and even more so for a first-rank.
Then what, exactly, was this war for?
If everything was illusory, what meaning did action have?
He sank into deep thought.
Jing Wuzhen immediately fell silent.
She realized that Li Qi before her had once again entered a state of "enlightenment." It seemed that one sentence from her had sparked his inspiration again, sending him into contemplation.
Jing Wuzhen could not help but smile bitterly.
Over the past ten years, she had seen Li Qi enter this state nearly once every few months, and every bout of contemplation brought him a corresponding new breakthrough.
Whether in spells, Dao Lineage, or cultivation, it was always the same.
Truly terrifying. Cultivation, to someone like him, was simply like...
She did not know what it was like. Jing Wuzhen could no longer find an adjective for it. She could only say... the direct-line geniuses of great Dao Lineages were terrifying. Even though Jing Wuzhen herself had some renown within martial arts, she found that compared to Li Qi's cultivation speed, hers was nothing more than a turtle crawling.
At this pace, even third rank seemed "within easy reach."
It was truly difficult to imagine. That was third rank—among the great Dao Lineages, they were already considered part of the decision-making level, great beings capable of truly deciding the fate of the universe.
Even under Heaven, they were absolute peak figures, terrifying great powers capable of judging all living beings, transcending karma and the mortal world, mysterious might wandering above the dust of the