Creation

The cost of this path was obvious, but it was equally arduous.

To be honest, it was not an impossible path. After all, taking an unconventional approach could also lead to success.

Yet the only problem was that, in this world, so many people wanted to take this path, but very few succeeded.

Even among Buddhist cultivators, who were the most adept at this path, only a handful had ever succeeded.

Because this was simply far too difficult.

Changing the world itself was something nearly impossible to accomplish. More importantly, the wish one made not only had to be possible to fulfill, but one also needed the ability to fulfill it.

The vast majority of people lacked such ability. Even if they did have it, and their wishes received a response from the world and granted them power, there were still exceedingly few who could actually accomplish them.

Over the long course of time, humanity had already explored many paths leading to higher realms. Different doors required different keys to open, but after so many years of effort from those before them, countless doors had already been created and opened.

Few people would ignore those doors and instead try to open a new one.

To many people, such a choice was exceedingly foolish.

Fortunately, Zhu Sha did not care about that.

She surely had her own reasons. Jon did not yet know what those reasons were, but as the mirror quietly sank into the depths of the Azure Deep Sea, he watched the scene within it and suddenly thought of something.

It was not something from this world. Rather, it seemed that certain images had been stored within his memories, but they flashed by in an instant, vanishing before he could grasp them.

He was intensely curious about it, but