Chapter 982: The Sequence of Life; Are You Life?
In just a moment, the extraordinary beings that arrived here had a general understanding of what was happening.
They were aware of the contention surrounding the Ice Snow Throne secret realm.
Not every extraordinary being knew about this matter; at least, before the incident, not everyone was interested in it.
Even those who wanted to use the great Ice Snow Throne as leverage to shake the All Worlds Terminal of the Game World through exchange principles were merely the claims of some extraordinary wizards.
Every force, even a team of two, has some competition and differences, let alone a large extraordinary academy.
As for why the Ancient Ice Remnant clan attracted so many extraordinary beings here indiscriminately…
Of course, it was because the events surrounding the Ancient Ice had consequences that affected all extraordinary beings excluding the Extraordinary Witch!
This naturally drew so many people’s attention.
But it was merely attention; they chose to remain hidden in the void because they did not want to formally step forward regarding this matter.
Once they did, the incident would ascend to an extraordinary level, and it would be easy to implicate themselves.
At present, this matter was only a disturbance arising from the student level, still within an acceptable range.
Even those students who died outside the secret realm were merely students.
What the Main World lacked most were real people.
If an extraordinary being really couldn’t hold back and intervened, it would be just what the Witch hoped for.
After all, upon understanding this secret realm event, they also knew the cause and effect of the conflict.
This incident actually originated from people in their academy invading the secret realm of the Witch Academy.
It would be embarrassing to speak of such matters; if they had succeeded in the invasion, they would have at least shown some effort to maintain their stance.
The tragic deaths of these individuals genuinely made them furious!
Arguing over minor benefits for several days, isn’t that ridiculous?
Although these extraordinary beings did not want to intervene and escalate the incident, they could still involve the students in this matter.
However, those students were still unaware of what had transpired; they only knew that they had lost contact with the people far away in the Wilderness of Qunluosen.
When their mentor contacted them, they realized the seriousness of the situation.
Though they were not entirely clear why a mentor took the initiative to get involved, they understood that since the mentor had intervened, the matter would likely reach a conclusion soon.
According to proximity, the students of Dayrock Elf Academy, closest to this location, were the first to arrive.
This time, the actions of Dayrock Academy’s students regarding the Wilderness were fully under the command of Aphhemia Academy.
The group that hastily arrived was unaware of what had happened until they were ordered to come here.
These elves quickly identified a very representative Aphhemia Forest Elf among the crowd surrounding the core of the secret realm.
They belonged to the Aphhemia Extraordinary Academy and, of course, only listened to their own kind.
However, when they approached, they sensed the atmosphere was quite strange, as if everyone was not busy but merely waiting for something.
“Senior! The academy asked me to come here as quickly as possible. Do you know what’s happening?”
The tall Dayrock Elf at the forefront stepped forward and humbly inquired of this senior elf.
“Oh, no one mentioned it?” The elf addressed turned to the team of eight elves, a strange smile curling at the corners of their mouth.
This smile seemed to mock their naivety.
As soon as they sensed something was wrong, the terrified expressions of the eight would be forever frozen on their faces.
The eight acting simultaneously swiftly dealt with this team, leaving them with no chance to escape.
With the frantic drain of undying, they could only lie down in confusion.
Then, as if nothing had occurred, these beings continued with their own business.
At this moment, the extraordinary elves, who witnessed this scene, could only facepalm; this was the first time they saw such foolish elves meet such a swift end—these guys didn’t even qualify as half-elves!
Indeed, the Dayrock Elves with mixed and lowly bloodlines were astonishingly foolish.
But they had little recourse; at most, they would seek compensation for the deaths of their academy later.
However, this was not what the extraordinary beings truly cared about; they were more concerned with what exactly the Witch Academy was up to.
If they sensed correctly, facing them, hidden within the void, was a truly powerful Extraordinary Witch… or perhaps even a certain academy head.
Surely, it couldn’t be that the Extraordinary Witches were simply killing at random…
If that were the case, did they really think they wouldn’t get angry?
At this moment, the team heading toward the Wilderness of Qunluosen was still arriving continuously.
Meanwhile, the situation within the secret realm remained unclear to most observers.
Among them, only those at the core of the secret realm were on the verge of breaking.
“Is this… the sequence of life?”
Having experienced everything from a first-person perspective and observed from a third-person viewpoint, I had thoroughly realized the things I had previously overlooked.
However, what helped me see through it all was not the Great Knowledge Tree, nor any other means.
It was… Spirit Vision.
When people from the Main World are born, they have a chance to awaken a talent; even when advancing to extraordinary status and severing the earth vein’s ties, they do not need to return this talent.
Spirit Vision did not have any very special traits; it resembled a very ordinary ability that allows one to witness the existence of true light.
When I realized that the world’s consciousness existed in a deeper real light, I made the decision to actively adapt to this talent.
When the script’s guidance actively led my clone consciousness toward the Ancient Ice Remnant royal family, I felt a strong pulse.
It seemed… that it was not I who wanted to meet that world consciousness I despised the most, but rather that the world consciousness, which I was beginning to understand, was guiding me to “Him.”
Since birth, I was endowed with a floating world level of Spirit Vision, and at that moment, it generated its first stir.
I saw before me the king of the Ancient Ice Remnants, laying down a path that reached the heavens, as if it connected to the path it had once walked.
This is the sequence of life.
It followed the path opened by the primordial, issuing the first sound of the Ancient Ice Remnants returning from the void.
A formless will gently connected it to a place I couldn’t see, a place… seemingly beyond the world.
I did not know what that was, but through the perspective of the Ancient Ice, I felt… that it was binding ties locked with itself or that it was the deadlock of the Main World.
Once “I” advanced to extraordinary, I became free, for the primordial Ancient Ice belonged to the void.
And “I”… remained the Ancient Ice… so who is Yang Yuelan?
Also me.
Am I an independent consciousness?
No… not at all.
It’s like roleplaying; objectively I am the Ancient Ice, but my cognition is Yang Yuelan, which is self.
The continuation of will is not the division of consciousness.
Would anyone argue with themselves because the role they play is not themselves?
No.
Only in a state of over-seriousness would they.
At this moment, I finally understood what the concept of race is—that is what I see… the sequence of life.
A race is unique and unchangeable, a distinct path—that is… the concept of race.
And what is spoken of in the void about race division, not acknowledging ancestry, etc., is all division of the conscious subject of life; it is a survival framework of life in the void, not a separation within the sequence of race.
When I realized this, I also thoroughly understood the hard condition for foolish dreams to become life.
Foolish dreams lack an anchor, opening up a sequence of life for them!
Foolish dreams cannot simply become catgirls, nor can they become any elf or angel… they can only become foolish dreams.
Before life becomes life, theoretically, there is no concept of race engraved within, so it can have infinite possibilities.
Just like the soul material that cycles within the world, it can become a member of any life sequence in this world.
But foolish dreams are different; they are a group of dream consciousness lost in the Primordial Dream, becoming foolish dreams with the help of sacred objects, finally inscribing a non-existent “sequence of life”—foolish dreams.
The power of the sacred object inscribed the concept of “creating life,” and they cannot be compatible with any existing life sequences.
But this is impossible; without sacred objects, they wouldn’t even have the possibility to become foolish dreams, but with the sacred objects, they were birthed with this slight possibility.
Thus, fate had long written the cost for foolish dreams to become life from the very beginning.
But it also indicated a path to heaven.
If it were before, I would be confused about how to make foolish dreams become life, how to take actions in the unknowable life sequence.
But now I understand.
The sacred object, the sacred object of foolish dreams, once illuminated by great wisdom, would become the carving knife inscribing the life sequence of foolish dreams, knocking out the path to heaven belonging to foolish dreams on the unknowable sequence!
Once I grasped this, I no longer delayed.
On the contrary, both my true self and my Self of the Ancient Ice closed their eyes.
The king of the Ancient Ice Remnants seemed to fall silent at that moment, but I…
Suddenly opened my eyes!
The floating world level of Spirit Vision at that moment seemed to touch the formless boundary.
Everything before my eyes was no longer limited to the secret realm; all returned to its most essential state.
The energy and order, rules and fortune, laws and principles that could not be seen were presented in an indescribable way to my sight.
That great hand that connected the life sequence of the Ancient Ice Remnants began to gradually take shape from abstraction… what kind of hand was that?
I cannot describe it; it was as if a shattered concept penetrated its essence.
And I felt like I was trapped in a closed room, everything I touched was an insurmountable barrier.
I clearly sensed that this was not my limit… but the limit of talent.
The floating world level of Spirit Vision separated me from the concept of that hand…
“After the floating world… what was it… the void had not taken a wrong name… so this is… the real world…?”
When my will, with all its heart, aimed to break this separating boundary… I felt my vision shatter, and everything before my eyes lost focus.
As if reality were a photograph, it faded in visible time, losing its original color.
Black and white completely elucidated the meaning of all colors, forming a brand new world.
Until I… suddenly intruded.
I felt like a mischievous kitten falling unconsciously from the ceiling, and beneath the concept of falling, my heart surged with unguarded fear.
In the inverted view, I saw—a figure.
She was so shattered… so ethereal… so fragile.
[You finally came.]
A grand voice… even just listening felt destined, echoing in my ears.
It was not just a voice, but the way I recognized it… was heard… then understood.
The last time I heard this voice… was when she wanted to embrace me as her child.
“You are… the consciousness of the Main World!”
I strained to speak, wanting to ask the question my heart already had the answer to.
Was it so easy to see her..? Without using a summoning spell, without using a fortune seed as an anchor to the curse coin, and without using the racial fortune of the Ancient Ice Remnants as anchoring means.
Merely… Spirit Vision?
The floating world—no, it was the Spirit Vision at the level of the real world that allowed me to finally see
this towering figure.
Even without the constraints of the earth vein’s seal, I felt from the bottom of my heart
an acceptance I had never experienced before.
[To be precise… it is the Main World consciousness as you perceive it.]
At this moment, that voice no longer bore that heavy distant tone, as if even the tone possessed humanity, so casually as if we could chat about mundane topics…
“What I perceive…”
I repeated that phrase, seemingly understanding much; language and expression… are skills mastered by life, so it means that everything I saw and heard is not the true concept itself, but the concept I understand could be the consciousness of the world… one form of understanding.
No wonder this sentence’s precision had a hint of my own way of speaking.
“So… communication is merely a form, precisely because I personified world consciousness, what I referred to as seeing, resonating as communication within my own understanding.”
[Yes.]
“Will you answer all the questions I pose?”
[Yes, including those I don’t know, I will also say I don’t know.]
“Do you have any sense of humor?”
[I do not, but you do.]
“Ha… haha… this is truly interesting.”
[The Spirit Vision at the level of the real world hasn’t left you much time; I hope you cherish it.]
“Are you reminding me?”
[You are reminding yourself; you noticed you were wasting time. I provided the answer, just that.]
“I see… this is how I feel in conversation? Just like talking to my subconscious clone…”
[You have wasted some time again; you should have a very important question you want to ask.]
“Right! Exactly~ I indeed have a question about a special obsession I want to ask you. ‘My heart rolled for a moment before I finally spoke: ‘The question is… are you life?’”
