Was it not the root of disaster, but a savior?
The legendary multiplicity of interpretations was brought to life in this moment.
In the blink of an eye, Fu Qian had come up with two completely different theories about the masterpiece before him.
Not only that, he even recalled another rather artistic object he had seen earlier—the Piled Object above the point of impact in this place's earliest Etched Wisdom.
Back then, it had been hard to make sense of those strange shapes. But now, with this storm before him, they suddenly seemed incredibly familiar.
The position was right, the subject was right, though the lines were a little crude...
As if a child had roughly doodled the outline of a storm.
See? Hang even a master's booger in an art gallery, and it was bound to have some meaning worth interpreting.
With so many elements suddenly falling into place, Fu Qian couldn't help but marvel.
Come to think of it, he and whales seemed to have a connection in the Sea of Ashes.
He vaguely remembered that the key trait required for his promotion to Second Order had been kept safe by a solar-powered whale.
From that perspective, if he gave the scene the benefit of the doubt, it looked more like a whale had sacrificed itself to block the storm, shattering itself in the process.
The point where the two intersected was considered the beginning of the world and the end of the supernatural.
The implications behind that were rather extraordinary.
This was more than just a Divine creature or a Higher Being. At the very least, it was on the level of a world-pillar, a being that could hold up the heavens with one hand.
Even through his own perceptive radar, its rank was absurdly high. It