A god's wisdom—the part that could be glimpsed among the vast amount of information.
So this was the essence of the ritual?
After hearing Teresa's explanation, Fu Qian nodded slightly.
He had to admit, it was fairly close to his own guess. This thing originated from the influence of certain higher beings.
And by performing certain special acts, one could receive gifts related to Supernatural Power.
If that was the case, was a demigod's Promotion Ritual based on a similar concept?
He still felt there was some difference. It probably wasn't that simple.
Just as he was pondering this, the temperature around them plummeted.
Looking up, Fu Qian found that everything around them had once again been enveloped in white. The world stretched out in a vast expanse of snow.
Teresa had already gotten to her feet.
"All right, now you've got the answer you wanted."
"Now let's begin. I'm going to enjoy this very much..."
She let out a string of eerie laughter, frost surging around her.
The woman certainly seemed to have a sadistic streak.
"Don't rush. I have one more question."
Despite the impending attack, Fu Qian waved his hand again, signaling her to be patient.
"You used the word 'glimpse' just now. I'm curious: for people like you, who understand the essence of things, how does this glimpsing work?"
Fu Qian's second question left Teresa silent, as if she found it rather difficult to answer.
After a long while, she finally looked up and replied to Fu Qian coldly.
"Revelations are uncontrollable—"
"That contradicts what you said earlier."
Fu Qian immediately refuted her.
"According to what you just said, people like Shang Shiming, who know nothing, were taught some of the knowledge about rituals by you. So how could that be uncontrollable?"
"Why are you