Within the Desire Realm, Li Qi chose to stop. He shifted into the "normal form" he was accustomed to—that was, looking just like an ordinary person. Unless one was above the fourth rank, there was absolutely no way to distinguish him from a mortal.
This stood in stark contrast to how he had deliberately flaunted his might and displayed his appearance before.
"Are they deliberately ignoring me?" Li Qi, now in his normal form, floated through the void with one hand propping up his chin.
This felt like a transfer student kicking open the classroom door, only for everyone to ignore him. He was being given the cold shoulder, isolated.
Looking around, although the Desire Realm was said to be fantastical and dazzling, to a third-rank cultivator, well...
It was really only so-so. One could even say that the entire Desire Realm was not all that different from the real world outside. Though the Desire Realm possessed no so-called "laws of physics," the "will" of all living beings made this place "pretend that it had laws of physics."
That was right—pretend.
Since everyone believed there ought to be laws of physics here, there truly were.
Likewise, in every other respect, this place was identical to the outside world. It was, in the truest sense, "the sum of all realities," perfectly replicating every ecology of the normal worlds beyond.
The only difference was... every existence above the fourth rank belonged to the Demonic Path.
Naturally. This was the Demonic Path's home ground.
Yet this also proved something from another angle: for these great Dao Lineages, replicating a real universe did not seem especially difficult.
The only thing that could not be replicated was an existence possessing reality.
And upon reaching the third rank, one possessed not merely reality, but even uniqueness.