When those words were spoken, Qin An and Emperor Xuanwu both turned to Zhou Lingyu, a trace of contemplation in their eyes.
Qin An did not let the silence last long. "If you have a way, tell us now."
This was no time to drag things out. If they could quickly add the strength of other worlds to their own, it would be a tremendous help. It might even eliminate the crisis threatening their world.
That made this matter extremely important to Qin An and Emperor Xuanwu.
And if Zhou Lingyu truly knew how to quickly add the strength of other worlds to theirs, then they had a new path to consider.
Zhou Lingyu knew this was no time to keep them in suspense. She said quickly, "You both mentioned demons and False Gods. They exist in many, many worlds. I can't speak for demons, but False Gods exist everywhere."
"As long as people can imagine, False Gods will continue to exist. Brutal worlds, and worlds on the brink of extinction, actually give rise to many of them."
Qin An's brows drew tight as he considered her words. He thought there might be something to them.
Imagination was the root of a False God's birth. For a False God to exist and grow strong, it needed powerful imagination. The stronger that imagination, the more formidable the False God.
When was a person's imagination at its most powerful?
At the very limit, imagination could become boundless.
That limit might be the limit of life, or the limit of death. It might even be the flash of thought that erupted at the moment of greatest danger.
Before the Heavenly Demon World and those Fragmented Worlds were destroyed, the imagination of all living beings must have reached its peak.
It was therefore entirely