The Nameless

The Nobody

All things came into being here of their own accord; everything was as natural and right.

Including the outcome of this battle.

There could be no surprises.

Ji Jue raised his hand. A thread of Spiritual Substance flowed forth, calmly taking the form of a sword. It entered where there was space with no thickness, effortlessly crushing Fernan's counterattack with a casual stroke.

It was not limited to forging.

When this power was applied in conflict, from the heights of his insight, every consequence and possibility, every change and variation, became vividly clear.

There was no need to exhaust himself by maintaining control at every moment, gripping everything completely. All he had to do was reach out at the proper time and give a gentle push...

And so, all things followed their nature; all things transformed themselves.

It was that simple.

Wasn't so-called Myriad Things Self-Transformation simply this natural state bestowed by Heaven?

As proof of the achievement granted by Embers, the existence of Myriad Things Self-Transformation could even be called a doctrine of results.

Half Heavenly Mandate in my hands, half inevitable. Half the attainment of an artisan, half the natural work of creation.

Before even opening the furnace, he could glance at the materials and know the quality of the final product.

After seeing all possibilities and changes, even accidents and sudden shifts became links that had long been ordained within nature.

"Do you still want to continue, Fernan?"

Ji Jue lowered his eyes, staring at that shattered face without the slightest impatience. "There's enough time. We can do it again, and then again...

Until you give up."

Fernan said nothing more.

He merely fell silent and looked at him. After a long while, his shattered expression twitched. Amid his calmness came a silent sigh, and