Qin Sheng's consciousness soared into the sky and entered the Nine Heavens Void, where he once again saw that majestic, supreme Chaos Light.
It possessed infinite vitality, its aura ancient and pure. It existed in the unseen depths, invisible to the material world, even transcending the realm of the spirit.
"A plane having a spirit is both a good thing and a bad thing." Qin Sheng gazed at the Chaos Light and walked toward it.
If the Plane Spirit could forever remain thoughtless and desireless, without emotions, selfishness, or self-awareness, then its existence would benefit the world. In a sense, it granted the world more possibilities for evolution.
Plane Spirits, the Heavenly Dao, and similar existences might guide civilization's progress and the world's ascension at particular times. At the same time, they also restrained all living beings.
However, if things such as Plane Spirits and the Heavenly Dao developed a self, thoughts, and desires, it would most likely become a disaster.
Throughout the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, examples like this were everywhere.
Of course, whether a world possessed a Plane Spirit had no direct connection to how powerful that world was.
As Qin Sheng approached the Chaos Light, it suddenly began to boil before rolling backward.
"Hmph, trying to run?"
Qin Sheng entered the Chaos Light at an even greater speed. At once, he sensed the existence of a will—extremely simple, without the slightest fluctuation of thought.
His gaze pierced through Chaos. Qin Sheng saw a sphere of light rising and falling in Chaos's deepest depths. It pulsed at a fixed rhythm, like a human heartbeat, echoing with the entire world.
This was the Plane Embryo.
Vast, boundless, and immeasurable—when he gazed at the Plane Embryo, it felt as though he were seeing the entire Heavenly Profound Continent.