Outside the Coiling Dragon World, beside a thatched hut, Hongmeng was still dressed as slovenly as ever.
Hongmeng's expression was grim, but his eyes were filled with excitement.
"This outsider really is something!
"He just made a complete mess of the Laws of Fate. I'd only just finished sorting them out and hadn't even caught my breath when he went and stirred up all Four Edicts!
"But that's even better.
"The bigger the commotion he makes, the greater his chances of transcending.
"Come on, someone! I've been lonely for so many years!"
Hongmeng spread his hand and looked at the Four Edicts, which resembled a jumble of scrambled characters, as he spoke.
"What level of world is the Coiling Dragon World, exactly?"
Just as Zhao Nan was wondering whether the Four Edicts were time, a sudden question appeared in his mind.
As soon as the question surfaced, he instantly forgot about whether the Four Edicts were time and focused on the new question.
"That question seems a little beyond me!
"I don't even know how to distinguish between the levels of worlds," Zhao Nan thought.
But just as he had finished pondering that question, another one suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Are the Three Thousand Great Daos present in the Coiling Dragon World?"
After this question appeared, Zhao Nan realized that it was one he couldn't answer either.
The moment the thought crossed Zhao Nan's mind, another new question appeared.
One question after another arose, each leading into yet another. It was as if these questions weren't there for Zhao Nan to solve, but to make him forget something.
Gradually, more and more questions appeared, and Zhao Nan forgot more and more.
Time seemed to pass by hundreds of billions of years, yet also seemed to pass in an