The instant Raphael saw his other self, he understood.
So the so-called Cultivator World was the Western Continent!
He had yet to recover his memories of Sefirah, because those memories were deadly-in the most literal sense.
Otherwise, he would have connected the various sects' "secret realms" to Sefirah at once.
Still, Raphael had roughly "recalled" the battle between God Almighty and the Lord of the Mysteries during the First Epoch, and that the Lord of the Mysteries had sealed the Western Continent.
Previously, Raphael simply hadn't thought along those lines. Now, once the two Raphaels looked at each other, they-
Or rather, he immediately understood. No wonder everything in the Cultivator World felt so familiar. It had once been Asia!
Raphael had been born there and grown up there. But after the Original Creator awakened once, even he found the place unfamiliar.
Although the scenes before the two of them were separated by an entire ocean, with his other self even on the opposite side of the Earth, in an abstract sense, only a wall stood between them now.
Everything before them seemed to be a struggle between the Lord of the Mysteries and God Almighty.
The Lord of the Mysteries' power lay deep beneath Langya Mountain, while God Almighty's power lay deep beneath Backlund.
The dense gray fog represented the Lord of the Mysteries, while the illusory pool of infinite colors represented God Almighty.
They seemed intent on invading each other's side, yet had fallen into a stalemate.
On the Northern Continent, the White Jade Orb said to the voice that sounded holy, "You look rather pale."
Raphael looked at the illusory pool of infinite colors. Buddy, tell me, does it have a face? Where is its face?
The holy, solemn voice said, "But I still hold the advantage.