Chapter 1382: Two Great Concepts
Continuing on, I reached out my hand, but found that the caution of the other party had reached a level I could not guide them past.
But it didn’t matter.
If they wouldn’t come to me, I would go to them.
I felt the cycle of “Sense of Life”… Life is instinct!
Snap—!
With a snap of my fingers, the once mad Unsacred Ones and the Saint who had lost his past…
Their gazes gradually became bewildered, until at a certain moment, they seemed to realize something and moved to stand behind me, as if they were devout believers.
“You! You twisted their faith! This, how could this be possible!”
Even as events unfolded before him, it was as if the other party felt reality had deceived him.
A person’s consciousness can be deceived, enchanted, and likewise can be distorted; but faith should not be established so swiftly!
Even if one were to substitute the skills of an Unsacred One with the memories of a fanatic, that person would still find it difficult to transition directly to the believer stage.
This is something every deity has attempted.
If replacing memories and cognition could transform a fanatic, then the most powerful deity would surely be the Memory Deity.
Yet, unfortunately, while such effects cannot be said to be entirely useless, they can only be described as unsatisfactory.
Moreover, such means of memory replacement are least likely to be realized in the case of strong entities!
Perhaps they could not fathom the concept of “Sense of Life.”
The characteristic of life as instinct manifests as “Life Clone,” but Sense of Life encompasses more than just this interpretation.
Just as Sense of Time involves more than merely the acceleration of subjective time, Sense of Space involves more than just the control of force and the deconstruction of matter.
The foundation of Sense of Life still revolves around the basis of “perception,” and what is perceived becomes the crux of it all.
Everything prior, from the perception of Sense of Space onward, involved perceiving the manipulation of lifeless things; even the five senses observing life only observed the superficial aspects of life. Sense of Time weathering the enemy merely deconstructs the material foundation that sustains life.
Sense of Time transcends to a higher level, transitioning from the “lifeless” to the “living.”
Because “living life” is not an isolated concept, just as the operation of the world is not merely a circulation of matter.
Sense of Life perceives “what constitutes life,” and this indirectly leads to the understandings of “perception is not life” and “how perception shapes life.”
Just like how the “perception of time” can lead to “perceiving stages of time” and “perceiving different temporal states,” the “control” ability that matches with perception grants perception richer forms of expression.
However, there remains a question that troubles me.
If the “Sense of a Perfect Being” corresponds to the extraordinary promotion system, then at the level of the Perfect Being’s five senses, the theoretical upper limit should be extraordinary awareness of Real Time, which is defined as “Extraordinary.”
The birth of the sixth sense brings forth Heart Sense, and Heart Sense evolves into Field Order of the Heart; thus theoretically, the sixth sense can achieve “Holy Realm.”
So why is it that when I reach the seventh sense, eighth sense, or even the ninth sense of “Sense of Life,” I only touch the level of the World Master?
Is it that my exploration of Sense of Time and Sense of Space is still insufficient, leading me to only reach the level of the World Master at the ninth sense?
After deep reflection, I can only attribute this question to the division of extraordinary tiers.
Perhaps there are not merely a “Holy Realm” between “Extraordinary” and “World Master,” but also two other levels corresponding to Sense of Time and Sense of Space.
For example… Basic Perfection and Great Perfection of Field Order.
I explored Sense of Space to shape the Great Perfection of Magic Power, while Great Ordinary Spell helped me perfect Basic Perfection.
But this still feels a bit forced.
I don’t have the ability to add two special and non-universal tiers into the existing system; that would be meaningless for the Void and other extraordinary promotion systems.
I only need to be responsible for the power I have, forcing “coincidences” is merely a delusion of self-awareness. Although the realm of the extraordinary is indeed filled with the aesthetics of coincidence, the extraordinary won’t fool around with people.
Back to this moment.
I had moved very close to the opponent, close enough that if they suddenly turned hostile, they wouldn’t even need to step forward.
“What do you want to do!”
The opponent, gritting their teeth in anger, locked their gaze on me and uttered these words.
He had to admit one thing: they were indeed panicking.
It is said that the means of the Perfect Witch are terrifying and cruel, bizarre and incomprehensible; if one doesn’t personally face her, it’s impossible to feel that kind of despair!
At this moment, so-called spells, magic, body techniques, divine arts, and even divine power!
All became a joke!
The other party didn’t care about any of these, nor about strength.
As long as one stands before this Perfect Witch, a strong being seems to be structured: power is power, defense is defense, means are means, divine arts are divine arts, and faith is faith…
You might think yourself flawless, but standing here, you are filled with flaws.
They couldn’t even quell their inner emotions; they were lucid to the brink of madness, yet could only watch helplessly as their emotions transformed under another’s control into fear and rage.
They couldn’t even be sure if the thought of defending their inner glory came from their own heart.
Is this… the Perfect Witch?
“To be honest, if it weren’t for your prayer to your deity for this World Core, I wouldn’t even show up, because you are just the sharpening stone for the Perfect Believers, your existence will only hone them stronger.”
“You! You covet my god’s power!” The Saint was both astonished and angry, as if he heard endless blasphemy, even feeling an impulse to return the power right away.
But… the return of power cannot be so easy?
“I covet? You’re only half right; what I mean to express is: you Saints, only the one holding the World Core counts as valuable.”
Once I finished speaking, apart from the Saint I was addressing, the expressions of the other four transformed, and the sudden change left the Saint feeling bewildered.
“You? You… you have betrayed your own faith!?”
He looked incredulously at the last four beside him, the sense of safety that came from having companions by his side vanished in that instant.
Endless fear swirled in his heart.
“What kind of power is this… Perfect Witch! What kind of means are these!”
Finding a thread of “self” in the overwhelming emotions and cognitions, he frantically uttered such a question.
If it were someone else, they would certainly not reveal their means to their opponent.
But his opponent was the Perfect Witch, which is me.
I didn’t mind telling everyone what it was; the unknown is merely a one-time trump card, and I don’t need it to arm myself.
“It’s the ninth sense of a Perfect Being I’m exploring. You should consider yourself lucky to be among the first batch of expendables in my exploration of this power.”
“You don’t think I showed up considering you a rival, do you? I’m not interested in battles where the combat strength disparity is too great.”
After saying this, I waved my hand, dispersing the six former “Saints of Mother Earth.”
Leaving only this Saint before me.
A Saint whose name I still don’t know, although I could easily find out his name and identity through information from the Great Knowledge Tree, I feel it’s fair and unnecessary.
He is not a “rival” worthy of me remembering his name.
“To be honest, the Void does not allow the World Master to act freely; I am quite disappointed. This has caused me to lose many channels of exploration for that level.”
“No, you should be thankful! Otherwise, my deity would have descended here to annihilate you!”
“I wish for nothing more, but many things don’t have an ‘if.'”
I chuckled lightly, shaking my head, mocking his fantasies, before my expression turned serious, my gaze flickering with anticipation: “Come, now I give you an opportunity! Strike at me using the power bestowed upon you by your deity! Strike at me!”
“You… you will regret it!”
His gaze flashed with a hint of confusion. He had never thought I would utter such words.
Seeking death?
At this moment, not just this Saint, but representatives from various forces also thought this Perfect Witch had gone mad.
Within the Void, the occurrences of the World Core are documented, and each appearance of the World Core signifies the conclusion of a major battle or confrontation within the Void.
There has not been a single exception.
Countless talents within the Void have fallen victim to the ambush of the World Core, regardless of how formidable those talents might be, they cannot escape their fate of being torn apart.
One could say the appearance of the World Core is the greatest deterrent of a deity’s faith order.
Compromise has become the final choice for self-preservation.
Facing the World Core in the Holy Realm, even the Nine Monarchs of the Void would declare it a path to self-destruction.
This is the reputation of the “World Core” as a deterrent!
But how could a powerful being like the Perfect Witch seek death?
Yet at this moment, this Saint…
He could not think too much. He even felt a sense of relief that the other party hadn’t seized his deity’s power.
Likewise, he firmly believed that no one below any deity could withstand the power of the World Master!
It had never happened in the Void!
Just as extraordinary beings cannot kill the extraordinary, the Holy Realm cannot face divine power.
His opponent.
This is a truth imprinted in the hearts of the vast majority, an absolutely unshakable truth!
From confusion to a suddenly offered counterattack, it only took a moment of distraction.
He urged the World Core, just like before, fully believing that the other would perish with the eruption of the World Core.
This was not the first time he had been granted the power of the World Core by a deity to eradicate heresy and conquer other races.
Those opponents each time met a gruesome end under divine might.
No exceptions!
This time as well, it would not be different!
“Give me… die!”
He held the World Core in his hand; its existence made it the most dangerous weapon within the entire Void. Any powerful being struck by it would be torn apart by the world’s great power. No one could resist its strength, nor could any order withstand the world’s impact. This is the disparity of power levels.
Until…
Zzzt—!
The expected death did not arrive as anticipated.
His fatal strike was blocked at that moment.
Blocked!
At this moment, his absolute faith in divine power even shook his belief in the deity.
How could it be blocked? How could it be blocked so easily!
The eruption of the World Core’s power stabilized.
It was only at this moment that he could see how I had blocked this seemingly unavoidable strike.
It was a near-spherical creation, resembling a lump of light yellow earth.
He recognized what it was.
This is the most common “material” in the Void.
“World Prim… this is impossible! Even World Prim would turn to dust under my god’s great power!”
Tsk… boring.
I lightly clicked my tongue, looking at the Saint before me, feeling that he was somewhat useless.
World Prim is the most resilient material in the entire Void, existing alongside the endless Void as a foundation.
Theoretically, the World Master, having control over the world, possesses the ability to transform World Prim to a “limited” extent.
Yet this Saint hadn’t even transformed or dissipated a shred of World Prim.
Of course, if this were just an ordinary lump of World Prim, it would indeed crumble into dust as he described.
World Prim dust.
But what I hold is not that.
For the level of the World Master, I have divided my exploration into two directions.
One is above the order of Sense of Life, and the other is “shaping,” mastering the power to convert World Prim, and not just a specific authority, but the authority of free transformation!
Because this relates to my two great concepts:
Sense of Life pertains to the new derivation of the talent for Awakening of a Perfect Being.
World Prim pertains to the “omnipotence” conjecture of “power able to do anything.”
I needed a powerful being that could “thoroughly” kill me, so I approached the Primordial Witch, but unfortunately, she didn’t agree.
I stirred chaos in the Human Cultivation Trial Ruins so ostentatiously, yet no force was foolish.
Only this Saint got caught up in my plans.
Fortunately, he had entered a scenario where he could receive the blessing of the World Core from his deity.
I guess that Mother Earth deity was also deceived?
But what does that have to do with me?
I looked somewhat regretfully at the “World Prim Embryo” in my hand, the experiment combining the powers of my Great Knowledge Tree utilizing “life” and “extraordinary” to pry open “existence,” has thus far yielded only this single result.
In this regard, I consider it another desperate gamble at a different level.
The brand new “World Prim Embryo” has been deepened to a level I cannot observe, unless my Sense of Life can be completely perfected, otherwise this World Prim Embryo has reached a level I cannot touch.
No observation means no perception, no perception means no interference, and no interference means it cannot be used by me.
The secrets of World Prim have been touched by my power; it was only in that moment of touching that the power slipped out of my “observation,” thus falling into an “unknown state.”
However, this does not mean I cannot act; any “existence” wishing to utilize it cannot bypass “restructuring,” and the simplest way to achieve observational restructuring is to find a way to “destroy.”
Clearly… the World Core cannot be destroyed.
The experiment of the World Prim Embryo has fallen into the barrier of an “unknown state.” If the barrier of World Prim Embryo cannot be broken, it cannot reveal the vitality of life as I designed.
Moreover, it cannot activate my Sense of Life to obtain the qualification to command (utilize) World Prim!
