"I am my own 'True God.' My spirit and flesh are both foundations that carry the intangible concept of the 'True God,' while the divinity condensed from the 'True God' is used to communicate with 'nothingness,' binding the existence of the 'True God' with 'nothingness,' the opposite of 'reality,' and maintaining the True God's immortality..."
A sharp gleam flashed in Baili Qingfeng's eyes.
Although he vaguely felt that something seemed wrong.
But exactly what was wrong, he could not say.
He faintly sensed that all concepts outside of "I" belonged to the realm of the "True God," while the True God originated from the spiritual world, and the spiritual world was controlled by thought, so...
I am the True God, the True God is nothingness, and nothingness is nonexistence.
And precisely because it did not exist, it could project the meaning of the concept of existence.
I think, therefore I am?
As long as I retained the ability to think, constantly filling in the blanks in my mind, allowing the "True God" formed from my thoughts to communicate with nothingness, and then using nothingness to project reality, I could become immortal and indestructible.
My power was exhausted?
That only meant I had entered a state of "nothingness." Communicating with the "True God" would make it manifest again.
My flesh was shattered?
That also only meant I had entered a state of "nothingness." Communicating with the "True God" would reshape it.
"Although there seem to be some problems, the theory is at least correct. Reality and illusion... existence and extinction... positive matter and antimatter... Only theories such as these can form a stable universe..."
After saying this, Baili Qingfeng quickly cast some minor problems to the back of his mind.
The emergence of this unprecedented, peerless divine ability naturally came with