Benjamin followed that faint connection, "moving" through the sea of pure white light.
There was no distance, no direction.
He merely kept adjusting the information structure around himself, bringing himself ever "closer" to the target.
Subtle changes began to appear in the white radiance around him.
Not changes in color, but in its "texture."
The originally uniform, gentle sea of light gradually began to pulse faintly.
Like a heartbeat, yet also like breathing.
Then Benjamin saw it.
A Native.
It floated not far in front of Benjamin, completely different from what he had seen through the Black Giant Priest's vision—this was a kind of "reality" that could not be described with words.
Its form remained abstract: a condensed mass of light, its edges shedding fine strands of radiance.
But now that Benjamin was seeing it with his own eyes, he could clearly sense its internal structure.
The outer layer consisted of pure energy, temporarily formed from the four major elements evenly distributed throughout the surroundings.
At its core was a highly condensed mass of information.
That information writhed, split, and recombined like a living thing, constantly issuing commands to the outer energy.
The outer energy changed shape according to those commands, sometimes contracting, sometimes expanding, as if breathing.
Benjamin's expression turned strange.
"This thing..."
He could not help muttering under his breath.
Because its structure was practically identical to his God of Light Transformation.
The essence of the God of Light Transformation was to construct a body from specific energy, with the core consciousness controlling everything.
External energy was the shell, internal information was the soul—weren't these Natives simply born as "God of Light Transformation" lifeforms? The difference was that his God of Light Transformation required active maintenance, while these Natives were naturally like this.
That Native seemed to sense