Eastward Beyond the Pass, No Old Friends

That night, the moon shone bright and the stars were few. Yet in later generations, nearly every history book described that night as "heaven and earth darkened" and "all living beings changed color."

The era in which the Master of Calculation ruled the Myriad Dharma Sect, along with the mathematical system founded upon set theory that symbolized that era, died that very night.

And in the latter half of the night, before the turmoil caused by the lecture had subsided, Wang Qi—the protagonist and central figure of that upheaval—donned a black robe, carried Mi in his arms, and followed another grandmaster through a teleportation array to a tiny branch altar.

This branch altar was extremely small. Its sole resident cultivator was merely in the Primordial Spirit Realm.

The grandmaster who had led Wang Qi here gave a soft sigh, looked at him, and said, "Fellow Wang, I do not understand why those above sent a genius disciple like you on such a mission. But you are among this generation of the Immortal Alliance's likeliest candidates to attain the Free and Unfettered Journey, perhaps even to reach its pinnacle. This time, you must be careful. Do not take too many risks."

This grandmaster was not Liu Yi, whom Wang Qi knew well. Although matters related to Wang Qi were usually handled by Grandmaster Liu, he truly could not come this time—he too was part of the Myriad Dharma Sect, and had unfortunately been gravely injured during Wang Qi's lecture.

Though he was not from the Myriad Dharma Sect, he too had been immersed in the shock of thought brought by that lecture. Thus, he likewise could not understand why the Immortal Alliance would send a talent certain to achieve the Free and Unfettered Journey on such a life-threatening mission.

"Thank you