Wang Qi stared at the entangled figures, constantly calculating in his mind.
In the heavens, a brilliant golden light clashed crazily with a dark demonic light, intertwining like two serpents locked in combat. But upon closer inspection, the golden light was gradually dimming.
The fierce confrontation of fist against fist, foot against foot, was drawing to a close. The disparities in physical bodies, in realms, and in experience were not sothing that mana could compensate for. The End of Fortune Kind Ability could shatter and eradicate spells, and the Killing Destiny was most suited for destroying physical bodies.
Sulfur-based creatures, Banished Immortals from the Nascent Soul Stage, and Divine Separation Stage Cultivators, every punch and kick possessed the trendous force to shake mountains and halt rivers. Even the re remnants of this force could shatter city walls. Yet, in the midst of battle, they did not stir even a slight breeze. Odder still, their figures were sotis clear and sotis blurry, their movents sotis swift and sotis sluggish.
This was the power of ti, the might of the Cosmic Light Technique.
And this was also the power that, monts later, Wang Qi would have to face.
This was part of Feng Luoyi's plan, Wang Qi had to be here, relying on thods other than the Heart Demon Curse to battle Lu Wan and slay this Banished Immortal!
Wang Qi understood that Feng Luoyi didn't truly wish to kill Lu Wan. Otherwise, the Heart Demon Curse would be the fastest thod. But…
"An excellent subject for experintation," Wang Qi felt the shifts in space and ti around him, sensing changes in gravity, his eyes brimming with eagerness to try.
"The power of ti isn't to be feared, one only needs to touch its essence, then even a Qi Cultivation Stage Cultivator can make use of it sowhat," Feng Luoyi's words undeniably opened new avenues of thought for Wang Qi.
The close-at-hand Heart Demon Curse Network, the distant Ten Thousand Immortals True Mirror at Leiyang, two potent systems were performing calculations at unimaginable speeds. Jarvis, as the bridge between Wang Qi's consciousness and the computing system, was enduring considerable pressure. Had it been anyone else, their consciousness would have long been overwheld by the data stream. But not Wang Qi; his body's mana was in frenzied circulation. Magic Foundation, brain, soul—every computable unit in his body was being utilized. Neurons trembled wildly, only kept alive by the protection of the Life Fla.
Feynman diagrams, Lorentz manifolds, Hilbert Space, Einstein field equations, quantum gravity, virtual ti, historical summation, and even the unverified string theory—countless mathematical models, both existing and not yet revealed in this world, were running through Wang Qi's mind, compared against his personal spellcasting experiences and the phenona before him.
Suddenly, a surge of green light caused the River of Ti to ripple. Wang Qi noticed that the surrounding gravitational anomalies had already subsided.
Then, a black light crashed into the ground, dust billowing. A tall figure holding a head walked up to Wang Qi.
Lu Wan no longer looked human at this point. His body began showing asymtrical features, his face mutating, pupils contracting, and the whites of his eyes enlarging.
Being a sulfur-based organism, he thrived better under strong ultraviolet radiation. Thus, the planet where Lu Wan's previous life took place might have had a thinner atmosphere or been closer to the sun. This caused their pupils to be much smaller than those of the Shenzhou People Clan.
Lu Wan looked at Wang Qi and sneered, "Ready for the second round?"
This was his nature, the nature of a sulfur-based creature. Battle and killing were more aligned with his temperant.
"Very well," Wang Qi stepped forward, and at the sa ti, the surrounding gravity began to exhibit anomalies.
…
While Wang Qi was engaged in frantic calculations and self-improvent, Zhao Qingfeng was doing sothing similar.
He was a marine creature, his ho planet had no land, covered entirely by ocean. The Great Sun near his planet shone brighter than Shenzhou's sun, causing fierce evaporation of sea water, and the whole planet was covered with thick clouds. Most of the heat was reflected by the rain clouds, allowing the planet to thrive.
Therefore, the intelligent beings on this planet did not worship the Great Sun or the stars—simply because they couldn't see them.
But they excelled in other areas.
Marine creatures often possess sonar capabilities, as water is a better dium for chanical waves than air. In the ocean, sound waves could travel farther and last longer. This race's ancestors had learned early on to use ocean currents as a ans of long-distance communication.
Spirit Sense was transmitted through ocean currents, creating connections between "people." Thus, in the sonar system, the first Divine Tao erged on their planet. They were a race that started from Divine Tao, a species that evolved from within Divine Tao.
Even the Holy Infant Sect, Shenzhou's foremost Divine Tao sect, was nothing more than average in front of Zhao Qingfeng. With incomplete mories, the magic of the Holy Infant Sect did indeed seem intriguing. However, he had already started to rectify its various flaws.
Moreover, he planned to take it a step further.
"Rongrong, let ask you, in your last life, were you from the Wind People of the Heavenly Gang World?"
Shu Rongrong bowed her head, "Master, I really can't rember… but… but… I think I used to be like this in my previous life."
Behind Shu Rongrong, a Dharma appeared. Normally, crafting such a powerful Divine Skill as a Dharma would require years of refinent and also a strong spirit akin to Martial Arts Fist Intent. But astoundingly, Shu Rongrong conjured one in the blink of an eye.
And what was even more astonishing was the appearance of the Dharma.
A jellyfish. Apart from the strange organ similar to a central nervous system within its body, it was indistinguishable from the jellyfish of Shenzhou.
Could she really be a Jellyfish Demon? Shu Rongrong felt puzzled.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingfeng nodded. "Indeed, you really have the typical look of the Wind People."
This kind of "jellyfish," or jellyfish-like creature, was actually the main form of intelligent life on gaseous planets in the Heavenly Gang World.
Similar to Lu Wan's species, Shu Rongrong in her previous life was not carbon-based either. She was an amino-based creature. The gaseous planets were filled with hydrogen and helium, while trace amounts of thane, water vapor, ammonia, and silicon compounds provided everything necessary for the tabolism of amino-based creatures.
This species initially fed on lightning. The perpetual storms seen everywhere on gaseous planets were the best sustenance for these creatures. At the dawn of their evolution, these life beings had already mastered powerful Thunder Laws.
"If you are from the Wind People, then you must be familiar with fate, aren't you?" Zhao Qingfeng said with a slight smile, "I ask for your teachings—teach ."
It was not a request, but a command.
The "Wind People"—the aerial jellyfish of the gaseous planets—had a unique understanding of fate. The atmosphere was a complex chaos system, so chaotic that it was nearly unpredictable. Neither in Shenzhou nor on Earth was there a model that could accurately represent the atmosphere; "Weather forecasts" were just vague predictions based on data recorded day after day.
For these "Wind People," weather forecasting was crucial to the survival of their tribes. If they couldn't find the correct directions in the atmospheric circulation of the air's information, the entire tribe could potentially crash into the deadliest areas—like extre storms where winds exceeded the speed of sound, spanning an area large enough to contain several terrestrial planets, coming from the central nuclear fusion of the planet...
Not to ntion, the larger and more gravitationally intense gaseous planets were more prone to attracting asteroid impacts.
Aside from the life beings of multi-star systems, they were the ones who most longed to master their fate. They not only mastered the postnatal Wind Dao and Thunder Dao but also specialized in the innate Dao of fate.
Shu Rongrong dared not disobey; from behind, her Dharma touched lightly, pressing against Zhao Qingfeng's forehead.
It was a race's millennia of resistance and lant toward fate.
The efficiency of this tentacle's data transfer had reached hundreds of TB per second. A normal person's nerves and even their soul could not bear such a huge volu of information, let alone the new anings produced after the arrangent and combination of this information. However, Zhao Qingfeng not only endured it but also understood it.
"Very good, very good!" Zhao Qingfeng's arms vibrated, and his divine body transford once more. At the sa ti, all the civilians in Divine Capital afflicted with the Heart Demon Curse felt the squeeze coming from inside their brains. They clutched their foreheads and scread in madness.
Zhao Qingfeng was plundering their brains' computing power!
Inside the Grotto Heaven, Zhao Qingfeng laughed heartily: "Finally... it is about to be accomplished!"
This was the Innate Dao he had just mastered before his Transcend Tribulation! Who would have thought that in this lifeti, he would achieve it directly!
His perception spread across the entire city, combined with the outstanding computing power and the Immortal-level comprehension he had just gained from Shu Rongrong, allowed him to grasp a lot imdiately. The past, present, and future of the entire city were under his control.
He frowned, "Lu Wan is in trouble. Rongrong, go help him."
...
As spiritual energy surged, a powerful force perated the area, forcing the "Illusion River," which shouldn't have existed, to manifest. As a Nascent Soul Cultivator, Lu Wan had unleashed all his mana. His combat power mysteriously surged, dressing the river, belonging neither to this shore nor the other, neither in the middle. It was all about power. This was his signature as an Immortal who had stepped out of the river, residing in his own identity, a great achievent of "My fate is mine to command." He had demonstrated the Dao with power, stepping out of the river by virtue of strength alone. With this ability alone, no mortal cultivator should pose a threat to him.
But alas, his opponent understood "space-ti" even better!
"Do you really think you're a four-dinsional being? Pah, you've just created a curled up space," Wang Qi's eyes flickered with black and white brilliance, calculating everything around him, quickly substituting and calculating incomprehensible formulas and mathematical models to his peers.
He was not lacking in ti for computation. In his own realm of ti and space, he had plenty of ti to prepare his spells. At levels Wang Qi couldn't observe, on a scale smaller than atoms, small-scale gravitational tides ford by gravitons were rapidly erging, and the perfectly circular closed strings were becoming distorted.
Thus, at "the sa ti point," this small battlefield saw "three ti axes" erge, three fras of reference.
Lu Wan's, Wang Qi's, and that of the planet Shenzhou.
Lu Wan was familiar with this kind of "struggle across the River of Ti." Black mana waves swept out at the speed of light, interweaving with the Light Speed Sword Qi that Wang Qi had condensed using Heavenly Song.
The cultivators' battle was twisted into a gunfighting duel. Only the absolute speed of light, a cosmic standard, could attack across fras of reference. Even Immortals couldn't make their thoughts keep up with light. Neither could see the other's attack; they could only rely on the explosions behind them and atmospheric disturbances to judge the "trajectory" and then dodge in anticipation.
In the invisible domain, the speed-of-light attacks crisscrossed.
There was no sound, as these chanical waves carried by the atmosphere couldn't surpass the limitations of the reference fra. But in the silence, both could feel each other's raw killing intent.
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