The reason behind everything
What kind of eyes are these?
Youlun trembled inwardly.
He saw endless Platinum holy light flowing from the depths of his pupils, like the rising sun breaking through Chaos, like eternal holy light washing away the dust.
Majestic, Holiness, clear, untouched by any dust, devoid of any mundane nature, yet containing the vastness and grandeur of creation.
It seemed that his gaze startled the majestic "Angel," for the gaze of those Platinum Sacred Eyes turned toward him.
He commands respect without anger, and his wisdom is self-evident without being seen.
It was as if the entire world's Order, laws, life and death, good and evil were condensed in those holy eyes.
It carries no emotion, yet possesses Supreme scrutiny, as if it has existed since the beginning of creation, overlooking all living beings and piercing their souls.
Before those eyes, all humility and insignificance have nowhere to hide, and all falsehood and hypocrisy melt away.
But in that instant when those Platinum eyes lit up, his wisp of consciousness also regained form under that gaze.
It is Youlun's physique, his appearance when he was young.
His eyes instantly turned black and gold.
This is the color of his original black eyes combined with his Platinum Eyes.
"I'm alive again?!"
Youlun was startled, but quickly understood.
In this mysterious dimension, it seems to be Sovereign by consciousness.
He stretched slightly, looking down once more at the enormous Thirty-Six-Winged Angel, and at those Platinum Sacred Eyes that held no emotion.
I don't know why.
Faced with such a terrifying presence, he felt not the slightest fear, but rather an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
It's like, he is "me".
But as soon as the idea crossed his mind, he was amused by it.
Such an existence has Transcendence the realm of gods, even Transcendence the realm of that mysterious and unknown great God Above Gods, reaching a level that is fundamentally beyond his comprehension.
How could it be him?
But just as he hesitated...
A dignified yet gentle voice rang in his ear.
"Youlun, you're right, I am you."
Youlun looked up in surprise, towards the source of the sound.
A hazy figure of light and shadow appeared before him, its holy Platinum eyes smiling as it spoke to him.
"You..."
He looked at the hazy, radiant figure, then looked down.
The colossal, thirty-six-winged Angel still stood, its Platinum eyes remaining as cold as ever.
"What on earth is going on?!"
He turned to look at the hazy, radiant figure before him, who claimed to be himself, and he was no longer nervous.
Because both the hazy, radiant figure before him and the colossal thirty-six-winged Angel below him felt an unparalleled sense of familiarity.
He asked, with a hint of seeking advice.
"What is going on?"
I'll explain it to you slowly.
Jiang Yuu looked at him gently, at her own consciousness emerging like a wisp of wind.
so far.
This consciousness, having reincarnated four times, is essentially a different person, except for a slight connection with the original body.
He had developed a personality and temperament distinct from Jiang Yuu's, which solidified a certain decision in Jiang Yuu's mind.
He looked at Youlun and spoke.
"My name is Jiang Yuu, and I come from the Blue Star in the Multiverse."
"Me too!"
Youlun spoke instinctively.
"Yes, you are too."
Jiang Yuu smiled.
"But I have another name, Yuliel."
"People call me Lord of Heaven, Lord of Angel, God, King of the Gods, Lord of the Multiverse, and Creator of the Sacred River Heavenly Land!"
"The Creator?!"
Youlun was startled.
"How did you become the Creator?"
That's a long story.
Jiang Yuu briefly described how he fought his way to the top, and then came to the world of True Nothingness.
"But as far as I know, there is no Creator in the entire Sacred River Heavenly Land!"
Youlun asked, puzzled.
"Hehe."
"Then tell me, where does the Sacred River Heavenly Land come from?"
"The world was born of light!"
Youlun answered without hesitation.
"This is the consensus and inherited knowledge of all living beings, races, civilizations, and even the church."
"Yes, this is everything I want them to see."
Jiang Yuu smiled.
"What's the meaning?"
Youlun frowned.
"Are we all wrong?"
"They did nothing wrong; I'm the one who prevented them from seeing the truth. I created all of this, and then I personally severed everything in this world that was about me."
Jiang Yuu You spoke leisurely.
Why do this?
Youlun asked again.
"Because I want to Transcendence!"
Jiang Yuu's figure, blurred by light and shadow, became serious and solemn.
"Transcendence, however, means severing all anchors on the Sacred River Heavenly Land, and transcending it with the essence and will of creation!"
"Transcendence?!"
This one word seemed to strike a chord deep within Youlun.
He seemed to have guessed what he was.
So, what am I?
"The God Above Gods Moweidina is a partial substitute for my divine identity."
"And you are a wisp of my consciousness descended to earth, becoming my substitute as a mortal."
"Thus, I can Transcendence both gods and mortals by crossing the Sacred River Heavenly Land!"
Jiang Yuu You spoke slowly.
"So, I am merely a wisp of consciousness that you separated to Transcendence and complete your part as a mortal."
Youlun finally understood everything.
No wonder.
He possessed the golden finger of rebirth, experiencing all the mortal identities of serf, commoner, nobleman, and King.
Despite being a mortal, he accomplished what even gods could not.
The essence of all this is because his true form, Jiang Yuu, is the Creator of this Land of Being.
"So, I am you, but you are not me."
Youlun chuckled softly and quickly accepted this reality.
He is only a part of Jiang Yuu.
"So, instead of simply retrieving me upon my death, you preserved the independent consciousness I've developed over the years. What are you trying to do?"
"Logically speaking, your Path of Transcendence has already been completed."