"This is the end."
Ekhatol appeared once again.
This time, the reset was completely different from before. He hadn't appeared at any place he'd been before.
Instead, he had appeared somewhere he had never been.
And yet the tree before him felt strangely familiar to Lu Cang.
It wasn't just familiar.
It was exactly like the one in his sea of consciousness.
"The Tree of Wisdom."
The legendary origin of all spiritual life.
"The spirituality of every living thing in the world originates from the Tree of Wisdom."
"You really haven't changed." Ekhatol sounded surprised.
"What is it supposed to be like when someone arrives here?"
"Normally, nothing should exist," Ekhatol said.
"You as you are now shouldn't exist. You have to wait for the Tree of Wisdom to grant you a spark of spirituality before you can be born."
"This is the very beginning of a person's timeline."
"But here you are, standing in this place as a complete person—as a Class-changer who has already completed his class change."
"You really are something special."
Lu Cang looked around, sweeping his gaze and senses in every direction.
But what he saw wasn't entirely real.
He could make out traces of damage and concealment in the space all around him.
The space looked harmonious and whole.
In truth, it was riddled with holes.
With Deepest Truth, Lu Cang could see things he shouldn't have been able to.
"Ekhatol."
"This is the real Tree of Wisdom, right?"
Ekhatol replied, "What else would it be?"
"Uh, okay. Maybe I shouldn't have put it so definitively."
"You know I haven't been out of that place in a very long time."
"I'm purely a theoretician."
"In theory, once you reach the starting point of a person's existence, you can stand before the Tree of Wisdom