Gazing at the new world, Edwin's mind worked at peak efficiency.
The Beyonder Characteristics of this world were, in essence, manifestations of rules—the source code underlying the universe.
They resembled the innate spiritual treasures born of the Great Dao in the Infinite World: precious, powerful, yet filled with mysteries that defied analysis.
Sequence 9 through Sequence 1 were like the macroscopic physical properties of water molecules, which could be studied through heating, freezing, and pressurization.
But Sequence 0, that singular, supreme characteristic, reached directly into the hydrogen and oxygen atoms that made up those molecules.
Without the appropriate tools, any research would only scratch the surface.
At his current level, he could not directly analyze such fundamental power from nothing.
He could either wait for his "self" in the Infinite World to advance further, entering the realm known as "immortal," and let that leap in cultivation expand his perspective.
Or he could build himself a microscope.
And the authority of "civilization" was his microscope.
As though sensing the threat posed by the Giant of Light, the mutated monster George III had become let out a silent roar.
It was not sound, but a pure attack command directed at the rules themselves.
A thick tentacle lashed down.
Before that tentacle, space and time were as fragile as a sheet of paper.
Matter, energy, space, time—all the fundamental elements that constituted the world were plunged into a frenzy of chaos beneath that tentacle.
This was the authority of the "Black Emperor," the brute force that distorted order and overturned rules.
He could forcibly rewrite the ironclad law of "one plus one equals two" into "one plus one equals a fish."
This was the power of a True God, a might mortals could neither comprehend nor even imagine.
High in the Astral World,