Yermolai had encountered Quanesha long ago in the Thirteenth Universe. However, as she was insignificant back then, he could not even be bothered to look at her. However, ever since the Thirteenth Universe merged with the First Universe, she emerged as a force to be reckoned with and became a terrifying figure. Hence, gradually, she attracted the attention of Yermolai.
Yermolai looked at the spiritual mountain. The more reluctant Quanesha was to speak the truth, the more interested he was.
“I’m going there to have a look. I wonder what’s in there.”
His body flashed, and he flew straight ahead.
“You! Come back!”
Quanesha yelled, urging him to return but to no avail.
At that moment, James was in closed-door meditation in the spiritual mountain. He had set up a Time Formation in his surroundings. Though only three thousand years had passed in the outside world, a long time had passed in the Formation. In the meantime, he comprehended.
This planet should have been destroyed. Yet, Quanesha’s appearance completely changed the planet’s fate, which even transformed it into a powerful world. Things were not as simple as they seemed. That was because Quanesha was a Macrocosm Ancestral God, and a Macrocosm Ancestral God possessed the strength to make such changes.
However, why? Why did the appearance of a powerful figure change the course of history? What sort of unusual changes did her appearance bring to the Heavenly Path? What changes would these changes bring? James contemplated these things.
He believed that he would perhaps find a new cultivation path when he understood everything. As his path was a dead end, he needed to understand the changes in the rules. Although simple on paper, too much was involved.
He immersed himself in comprehension. Countless inscriptions surfaced in his mind. These characters were the Elysian Script, the operating rules of everything on Heaven and Earth. The creation of a new universe was simulated inside his brain and everything including the origin of the universe and a complete Heavenly Path was simulated. Everything began from a ruleless sigil, and the sigil only became profound as it kept changing and reproducing. Profound, ever-changing, and innumerable, the sigil performed a Path in addition to the simulation of the universe. The two had no differences between them.
All of a sudden…
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