Seiichi scratched his head and asked in bewilderment, "Does this have anything to do with why I can't break through?"
"Didn't you say you wouldn't mind a long explanation and wanted all the details? I'm starting from the beginning." The corners of Xian's mouth lifted slightly as he looked at Seiichi with the hint of a smile.
"Fine, go on!" Seiichi sighed helplessly, picked up a bag of snacks, and started eating.
They had expired, but the taste hadn't changed. Besides, he wasn't worried about getting an upset stomach.
"Crunch, crunch... So this is a small thousand world?" Seiichi swallowed the biscuits in his mouth.
"You're giving this place too much credit. Its rank is a plane, or you could call it a small world. It would have to rise another level to qualify as a small thousand world," Xian explained.
"I see. Still, this is the first time I've heard anything like this." Seiichi smiled.
"Now listen carefully. This is the real reason you can't break through." Xian looked at Seiichi solemnly and continued, "Plane worlds like the Shinobi World are like grains of fine sand in a sea of stars, and the number of creatures living in them is even more astronomical.
"Plane worlds like these are born and destroyed every second. They don't have anything close to the stability of the three thousand worlds.
"Even if they face a life-or-death crisis, the Supreme Dao won't intervene.
"If we don't advance, even I don't know when we might face a world collapse.
"As for all of you, apart from you, who would be unaffected as a plane-level being, not a single person could escape.
"And you would carry the decaying aura of a destroyed world. Other small worlds wouldn't accept you, either. If you forced your way in,