That terrifying pillar of light, capable of erasing the very legitimacy of a universe's existence, vanished instantly like snow meeting the blazing sun. Not only did it fail to harm Lin Ye, it was completely purified the moment it touched him.
"This... this is impossible!" Aristothos's voice held shock for the first time. "How can you ignore the power of judgment? This is a conceptual weapon personally devised by the Alliance Supreme Council. In theory, no existence should be able to resist it!"
Lin Ye looked at Aristothos's stunned expression and shook his head, his tone carrying the helplessness of someone instructing a junior.
"Child, there is a fundamental flaw in your theory." Lin Ye's voice was gentle yet firm. "The power of judgment is indeed powerful, but it only works on flawed beings."
He raised the Perfect Creation Scepter, and its golden radiance became even purer.
"A true creator creates perfect beings, and perfect beings naturally have no need to accept any external judgment. To me, your power of judgment is nothing more than a breeze brushing past my face."
This explanation left Aristothos even more bewildered and enraged.
"Perfect beings?" His voice was filled with doubt. "How could perfect beings possibly exist in this world?"
"Indeed, none exist within the scope of your understanding." Lin Ye nodded in acknowledgment. "Because you have never truly created perfection. You only modify, mend, and optimize what already exists. You have never created something truly perfect from pure nothingness."
With that, Lin Ye lightly flicked the Perfect Creation Scepter.
A seemingly gentle wave of golden light spread from the tip of the scepter, surging toward Aristothos at a slow yet unstoppable pace.
Aristothos instinctively tried to resist, but when the golden wave touched his body, he discovered in horror that it carried