"Surprised?" Yun Heng took a sip of tea.
Li Wei nodded.
She couldn't make heads or tails of something so profound.
But no matter how she thought about it, "See True Self" and "No Self" seemed like opposite concepts.
Why did proving the Dao rely on "See True Self," while becoming stronger required "No Self"?
Yun Heng set down his cloud cup, leaned crookedly against the edge of the table, and looked at Li Wei with a beaming smile.
"It's too complicated, and I'm too lazy to explain it. Let me give you a somewhat inappropriate example."
Li Wei widened her eyes. "Please, go ahead!"
Yun Heng spoke unhurriedly. "Some ordinary people can erupt with tremendous strength under a massive crisis, reaching levels no weaker than a Quasi-Martial Artist's, or even a First Order Martial Artist's."
"Have you ever heard of something like that?"
Li Wei nodded again.
In her previous life, she had indeed heard of quite a few similar cases, such as the mother who lifted a car with her bare hands to save her child.
Yun Heng continued, "Normally, to prevent injuries, the brain places restrictions on the body's strength."
"But at the brink of life and death, that protective mechanism is lifted."
Li Wei suddenly understood.
"You mean that after proving the Dao and becoming a Martial Immortal, 'I' instead restricted my own strength?"
Yun Heng nodded with a faint smile. "'No Self,' or you could call it 'Sitting in Oblivion.' The name doesn't matter. It's all the same thing."
"It's all for the sake of becoming one with the 'Dao,' attaining great freedom and great carefree ease."
"A Martial Immortal's strength depends on the distance from the 'Dao.' It depends on the progress of 'No Self.'"
Li Wei's eyes rolled, and she became gossip-hungry.
"What's