Toys and Malice

"Fang Qing! Fang Qing!"

Fervent cheers surged toward him as Fang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, adapting to the blinding white light.

"This is a different kind of white. Rather than light that appears white in my eyes, it would be more accurate to say that it directly defines the concept of white."

Though he had not ascended a billion and eighty thousand times in succession like Long Ao, he had still experienced many worlds with different laws.

Ordinary white light was merely image information produced by specific energy fluctuations in mortal eyes. To different creatures and powerful cultivators of different realms, the same energy fluctuation could appear in different colors.

Whether mortal or profoundly cultivated immortal, everyone could only observe a portion of the phenomena presented by things, never their complete form.

Yet the white light here was different. No matter what world a being came from, even a blind person with no concept of color or a cave creature without visual organs, as long as they could receive this information, they would certainly consider it white.

Everyone shared the exact same understanding of it.

Fang Qing even had an absurd intuition that perhaps even ignorant, insensate stones would regard this thing as white.

"A power beyond mortal imagination, directly establishing the concept of white."

"It has already penetrated the most fundamental origins of all things. This may be true attainment of the Dao, far surpassing even the Great Emperor Realm that rules the Three Realms."

Recalling the many strange objects he had seen in that classically decorated shop earlier, he now had a rough outline of the world he was in.

It was a terrifying new world. The Three Realms, Six Paths, and Myriad Worlds where he had once lived were likely nothing more than toy boxes here.