A Discussion

As the Collectors explained, they watched the Shuntian Sect Master's reactions closely.

Otherwise, cramming everything into his head at once might drive him mad. It was extremely difficult to make someone whose worldview was still limited to a flat earth beneath a round sky understand what the universe was.

In the end, the explanation concluded smoothly, and the Shuntian Sect Master did not go mad.

The Collectors did not care how much the Shuntian Sect Master understood afterward. It was enough for this native to gain a basic concept.

"Do you know why I made you learn all this?" a Collector asked.

"Shangling does not know. Please enlighten me, Great Venerable God Titanium Pillar."

Having learned the true nature of the Amoebas and understood their boundless power, the Shuntian Sect Master regarded the Amoebas as a race that had reached the realm of gods. Even his form of address had changed.

Although the Collectors repeatedly denied having the slightest connection to gods, the Shuntian Sect Master refused to change how he addressed them.

If they were not gods, then how could they accomplish things that only gods could do?

Moreover, the Collectors' ever-changing abilities perfectly matched the Shuntian Sect's image of gods as formless and shapeless. In the past, only Heaven had been formless and shapeless. Now there were also the Amoebas' Collectors.

"I told you, I'm not some Great Venerable God..."

"I made you understand these things because I hope your race can produce several representatives who correctly understand our intentions and act according to our instructions."

"Now that you understand, it is time for you to wake up."

The Shuntian Sect Master froze at first. Just as he was about to say something, the ground beneath his feet vanished. He suddenly fell, plunging headfirst into a large pool