An Qingyu fell silent for a moment. "Beyond the Gate of Truth lies, naturally, 'truth'..."
"What exactly is 'truth'?"
"The essence of how the world operates is 'truth.' From microscopic physics to the movement of celestial bodies, everything is made up of countless overlapping 'truths.'" An Qingyu pointed at the void before him.
"Why is there wind in this world? Because wind is the manifestation of moving air. Then why does air move? One of the main reasons is that solar radiation heats the Earth's surface, causing warm air to rise and cold air to sink, thus creating airflow.
"Why does warm air rise? Because it is less dense, has more energy, and its molecules are farther apart. Why does heat increase the distance between molecules? That is because..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Qiye cut off the endless stream of "whys" and spoke thoughtfully. "What you mean is that the world operates because of countless combined and layered 'truths'?"
"Yes. Humanity calls the portion of truth it has already grasped 'science,' but that is merely a drop in the ocean. The full scope of truth is nearly infinite, like the microscopic world—no matter how deeply one explores, there is always smaller matter.
"The truths contained within the cause of wind are already nearly infinite. Then what about the operation of the entire Earth? What about the universe? Beyond this world, how does everything operate?"
An Qingyu paused before continuing. "No one can ever fully control true 'truth.' This endless knowledge would overwhelm the cognition of every living being. That is why, once someone glimpses truth, they fall into madness, undergo drastic changes in temperament, or even explode and die outright.
"The gods are no exception."
"Even so, 'truth' still makes many beings covet it, because even glimpsing and understanding one