"Brother Feng, whenever you use light transmission, why do you make those strange gestures every time? Is there a special meaning?"

Feng Yi felt embarrassed. He had performed the Third Rhythm many times in front of Zi Yu, and it seemed she had noticed for quite some time now. "It's just my habit, no special meaning."

"Hmm… It's quite suspicious, you know." Zi Yu's eyes were full of doubt.

Feng Yi reluctantly lowered his hand from his brow, and while his thoughts flipped, the rhythm was silently executed...

At that moment, laws that surpass time and everything froze the material operations, presenting a dilapidated scene in Feng Yi's pupils.

With realization or without, with existence or loss; there is ink but not nirvana, nirvana ends with ink; extremes affirm opposites, yin and yang reverse; grass and trees form the universe, I am the stream and river; the heart follows where the mind goes; the Dao births one and two, myriad things through the heavens; the third law, destroys the grand thousand—transcend.

The power of transcendence pulses, and the fixed scene was instantly replaced by a hazy purple.

Feng Yi appeared in a pure observational state from a third perspective, which was suddenly replaced by him and Zi Yu...

"We've arrived."

The dreamy, pale purple sky did not interrupt Zi Yu's thoughts; she could now be sure that Feng Yi did not use light transmission to arrive here.

At this moment, Zi Yu's gaze remained fixed on the concept of light transmission.

"But, but, Brother Feng hasn't used light transmission at all, Zi Yu saw it, you know."

Feng Yi was now embarrassed, "Well, it seems I can't hide it from you after all."

"What was that move just now?"

"Ah! It's what I once mentioned as transcendence power. It's certainly not a secret, even if I told people, few would believe it." Feng Yi had no intention of concealing it, especially since Zi Yu had seen him use it.

He wasn't a Mental Ability User, yet he once transformed into an 'angel' in front of Zi Yu on a snowy mountain, so it's natural to suspect him.

Moreover, revealing the secret to Zi Yu could inspire her determination to a certain extent. In fact, Feng Yi had long planned it, realizing that defeating Feng Luo within a brief period, even months, was virtually impossible. Therefore, bringing Zi Yu to train in higher dimensions was part of his plan. Since she'd learn about it sooner or later, whether he said it sooner or later didn't matter.

So, under questioning, Feng Yi decided to broadly disclose the laws he grasped to Zi Yu.

When the shock exceeded imagination, Zi Yu listened and her emotions couldn't calm down for a long time...

She wasn't a kid, and even hearing this from Feng Yi's mouth was hard to believe.

Zi Yu's expression showed unprecedented seriousness, "But, even if it's Brother Feng..."

"You don't believe it, right?"

"Hmm. Can you show me the higher dimensions?"

"Many aspects of higher dimensions are beyond human comprehension. However, this may assist your future training, so I'll show you."

"Really!!"

"Of course, but your consciousness can only remain in 8 dimensions; in 9 dimensions, you won't retain your current thinking consciousness. In other words, in the ninth dimension, you would be like an object in my eyes; you probably understand what I mean."

"I understand."

"Then let's go."

In the next moment, they simultaneously transformed into cosmic particles, directly switching dimensions. Zi Yu seemed to discover that her very existence was part of the universe, existing within structures which many languages cannot describe, including time, space, power, speed rules.

This starry ocean space was unstable, like mirror ripples, existing within temporal planar cracks. Zi Yu seemed able to control all her mental ions, yet appeared adrift within a vast ocean, each wave slicing her newly formed consciousness as if an abrupt mental gap occurred. Even the consciousness she intended to convey to Feng Yi was expressed halfway only to forget the latter half.

Through transcendence power, Feng Yi forcibly locked this space, causing the fleeting consciousness fragments of Zi Yu to reassemble: "Where is this place?"

"The eighth dimension." Feng Yi responded likewise with consciousness, explaining: "Human thinking can comprehend up to the eighth dimension. In the ninth dimension, your existing self will be obliterated. I forcefully suppress this space with transcendence power. Let alone 9999 dimensions, even Mo Ying will become sluggish when reaching the 11th dimension. Any low-level life in the 11th dimension might be sensed by original dimension beings; whether you're perceived depends on their subjective behavior."

"So miraculous, what about the 12th dimension?"

"In the 12th dimension, you'll be unable to understand my words, even the consciousness I deliver to you."

"There's such a wondrous high space, what is the 22nd dimension like?"

Alas, she directly jumped 10 dimensions. Feng Yi conveyed with consciousness: "In the 22nd dimension, you and I will be unable to communicate."

"What about the 32nd dimension?"

"When reaching the 32nd dimension, hmm, you will become a fragment in my memory, absent from this world, from a microscopic perspective."

"I'm starting to understand, what's the concept of the 42nd dimension?"

"In the 42nd dimension, every second equates to the exponential cosmic natural destruction time, rendering this universe meaningless."

"Then what about the 52nd dimension?"

For this curious soul, Feng Yi answered exhaustively: "In the so-called extremes of the 52nd dimension, death ceases to exist; you'll control everything imaginable or unimaginable. I can't explain further; you can't comprehend this level yet."

"So fascinating, what is the 62nd dimension like?"

"Hehe, the only explanation I can offer is that upon reaching the 62nd dimension, everything loses meaning. Humanity's known concepts and physical laws falter in the space of the 62nd dimension, lacking physical structures. Using human terms, an expanse beyond your understanding of cosmic space. Even if you inquire further, even in the infinite power of the 999 dimensions, what I can convey only falls within what you can comprehend. A human brain cannot store more knowledge; of course, absorbing this doesn't drive you mad—that's merely a fictional scenario. But retaining a supreme-dimensional scrap of information is impossible. For instance, today your goal is recording a brief history of civilization; your brain would struggle to keep even one stroke of that history, even if humans unlocked 100% of the brain potential, the result remains unchanged, unless our genes undergo a revolutionary change."

Feng Yi's statement shattered Zi Yu's understanding, "So, there are not just 11 dimensions!"

"The universe's 11 dimensions merely reflect human ignorance. We often speak of 11 dimensions but lack solid evidence. However, placing yourself in the fourth dimension, its organized intelligence determines the universe has 1024 dimensions; fifth-dimensional creatures will calculate spatial operational cycles after extending the base, using the rough constant pi method. Extending further, the 11 dimensions are simply inherent consciousness barriers of 3-dimensional creatures. To see farther, we must break these barriers. You're a smart girl but lack proactive exploration. If you can innovate as I instruct, then that's spiritual growth."

"Zi Yu understands. Let's go back, Brother Feng."

She smiled contentedly, suddenly comprehending the meaning behind Feng Yi's words. Knowing more people still requires step-by-step progress, it's impossible to gain weight overnight, similar to catching the moon in a mirror with no practical value.

——

Above the Immortal Mountain, misty rain lingered, and travelers crowded along the path.

Feng Yi decided to enter through the main gate; barging in disrespectfully was impolite. He was usually carefree, yet as half a mentor to Zi Yu, he would now pay heed to his image.

Jade Clear Sect was externally sealed, so upon arrival at the main gate, Feng Yi spoke to an outer disciple about his intentions, asking for a report, then discreetly slipped him a bill.

The disciple thanked him repeatedly, quickly contacting Jade Clear Sect's inner gate. Through layers of transmission, the hall master conveyed the news to Wu Tian.

This marked Feng Yi's first visit to Jade Clear Sect since his rebirth. His identity was too unique; Wu Tian was delighted upon hearing, "Quick, please come, wait, did he say anything else?"

"Reporting to the sect leader, Feng Yi claims to bring someone for training and visits, not wishing to cause disturbances. Also, he mentioned that the recluse, Lasso, might also visit soon…"

"Lasso!?" Wu Tian sprang from his chair, completely missing the hall master's later words.

Recluse Lasso, praised as the sole prophet in the world, roamed the nations his entire life, leaving footprints everywhere globally. Lasso had been silent for over ten years, rumored deceased. His last visit to Jade Clear Sect was 18 years ago; why suddenly...

What is Lasso's relation to Feng Yi? How does he know about Lasso's arrival?

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