Chapter 907: Tyrant Dominating Reality

Li Qi raised his hand and pulled La Qi out of the high-dimensional space.

He silently observed La Qi's entire life, as well as everything that happened to the Manifold Race, all of which he saw with his own eyes.

La Qi was not a happy Manifold Race member.

His entire life was wasted on ethereal matters.

He seemed to be controlled by his own fantasies, forced into a fresh, strange state, as if his spirit uncontrollably detached from his Physical Body to wander everywhere, searching for a host, but always searching in vain, with nowhere to belong.

However, he was also fortunate.

Because, in this distant land, he finally entered a shell; to use a hackneyed phrase, he found his home here.

He was fortunate enough to witness a transcendent, great existence, who at least told him what he had been seeking his entire life.

It let him know that he had already obtained what he pursued, at least in part.

He could say he died without regrets; he created a world and saw how beautiful his creation was, and then, with feelings of pride and disdain, he hid this world, not telling any other Manifold Race members, even if it meant losing his worldly reputation.

La Qi's lifelong wish had been to leave his name in history, but now he actively locked the new world he discovered within his mind, disdaining to tell other vulgar people.

Because those things were in the past; he wanted more, something newer.

He lived to an age unimaginable to ordinary people; by this age, most people would have long fallen into the rut of life, but La Qi unhesitatingly abandoned everything and set off to the ends of the earth, to a new world.

When he was dragged away by that unknown existence, he stared blankly at the gradually disappearing, never-to-be-seen-again high-energy region; Li Qi perceived his feelings, and clearly, this act contained a certain heroic spirit, and his Spirit Soul and thoughts possessed great, fearless courage.

La Qi was obsessed; he eagerly wanted to create something never before seen, or to witness something unprecedented; this passion kept him from resting for a moment, his heart always surging.

This passion drove him to dedicate his life, compelled him to abandon everything, forcing him to rush about, never finding a moment of peace.

He was like a pilgrim who journeyed his whole life, always longing for a Holy Land, the thought that dominated his mind showing him no pity.

There are some people in the world who crave to find truth, their demands are so strong that to achieve this goal, they would not hesitate to completely overturn everything in their lives, even their very existence.

La Qi was such a person; for people like him, many Manifold Race members felt pity from the bottom of their hearts.

How pitiful! He lost everything and ultimately gained nothing; what he obtained was nothing more than some self-satisfaction, some pathetic conclusions that could not be applied to reality.

Yes, they could not be applied to reality; these conclusions seemed profound but could not be transformed into techniques or Divine Ability to change the world, because the information Li Qi gave him was simply not applicable in high-dimensional space, and he himself could not make the changes, so those things were actually meaningless to him.

Therefore, La Qi appeared confused; although he understood that it was something extraordinary, a different world, he simply could not apply it to reality.

They were meaningless drawings, formulas that could not be converted into practical use.

He was an idle loafer, preferring to curl up and wait for death rather than earn money to eat, but who could have known that ninety thousand generations later, one day the whole world would recognize him as a great Genius? He even broke through the limit of lifespan, bringing good news to all Manifold Race members.

Frankly speaking, many Manifold Race members didn't like him and had no good impression of him. However, after the longevity technique appeared, everyone had to admit that his self-restrained courage made these Manifold Race members involuntarily feel admiration, because they discovered that La Qi endured perhaps the most terrifying loneliness.

The loneliness of being misunderstood.

A tormented, fervent soul was pursuing something great, far beyond what a Physical Body could imagine.

From those ninety thousand generations of persistence, they glimpsed an ardent pursuit of something indescribable.

Other Manifold Race members therefore developed a strange feeling: the La Qi they saw was merely an outer shell, his true soul was suffering immensely and could not be freed, struggling painfully in the mundane world, finding only a slight relief when immersed in his own world.

But only Li Qi could understand that feeling.

That knowledge and 'Dao' aroused an unanalyzable emotion in La Qi's heart.

His mind never thought of making any compromises or concessions; he lived in a remote, shadowy corner, never leaving his entire life, making no demands on other Manifold Race members, only asking them not to disturb him; he single-mindedly pursued his goal, though he himself didn't understand what that goal was.

Because the profundity of Dao makes expressing 'Dao' something that language is very powerless to convey; even the language of the Manifold Race struggles to describe those things.

La Qi tried to vaguely perceive some Dao Resonance meaning from those tangible things, but he never found an answer throughout his life.

Because Li Qi's 'Dao' was fundamentally incompatible with the strange space-time where the Manifold Race resided; the space-time of the Manifold Race was an anomaly created when the Wu Tu Sisters made their Breakthrough, not at all on the same path.

Thus, he could only resort to seeking answers within his spirit.

This feeling was very strange; he clearly felt as if he knew something, but could only express it imperfectly with symbols, as if he had found something worth striving for in the Chaos of the Universe, and was clumsily trying to delineate it.

Precisely because of his clumsiness and powerlessness, his heart was extremely pained; anyone who saw him saw only a tormented soul struggling to find a means of expression.

He was striving with all his might to break free from some power that restrained him; he didn't consider the true situation at all, because he wanted to find something he felt was significant among a heap of unrelated, accidental phenomena; he seemed to have grasped the soul of the Universe and absolutely had to express it.

All of this accumulated into La Qi's painful and unhappy life; even he himself knew that he had actually fallen into an obsession.

Therefore, in the end, he chose to believe in an unknown existence, because perhaps only then could he reach the other shore.

Then, he saw it—

When he was captured, La Qi saw it.

That was... something great.

'Shadow' simultaneously interfered with the past and future in a way far beyond La Qi's comprehension.

'Shadow' was a terrifying existence capable of progressing by changing even its own past.

'Shadow' was the tyrant who realized everything as a natural phenomenon.

Across the dimensions that horizontally and vertically divided the Universe were various forms of 'information' of existence; centered on this information, concentric circles spread like ripples, and lines extending from the center carried indescribable great power.

Countless thoughts, like ghosts, crisscrossed through the light curtain, communicating with each other.

Eliminate and redefine.

Rewind and fast forward.

Reverse, unravel, connect, tear apart.

Understand everything and solve everything with overwhelming ability.

Even higher-level matters composed of the laws of laws, which are inaccessible to the abilities of mortals, are no exception.

However, La Qi noticed that 'Shadow' was not omnipotent.

On the path forward, there were other existences, similar to 'Shadow,' blocking his steps.

Yes, even the tyrant who realizes everything cannot always proceed exactly as it wishes.

And no matter what, they cannot fully decide their own thoughts exactly as they wish.

This made La Qi realize... 'Shadow' perhaps possessed a loneliness that surpassed his imagination.

Upon realizing this, La Qi was surprised to find that those mysterious things, whose essence could not be conveyed by language, continued to scatter around him like fragments of a mirror.

He came into contact with those mysterious things.

Immediately after, La Qi suddenly felt free.

He felt a 'downward' force, and with a smack, he landed on the ground.

La Qi quickly folded himself, trying to find a safe dimension to hide in.

But he found that there were no extra dimensions in this place.

Only three, only a tiny three.

And, most surprisingly, there was only one time dimension here.

In other words, time here was stable, not subject to 'relativity' due to the influence of various things.

Wonderful, shocking.

La Qi couldn't fold, he could only continuously curl up, like walking out of a small circle.

He was like an ant trapped in a death vortex composed of a pheromone maze.

What kind of world is this, after all?

Why are there stable three dimensions? Why is there stable time? If these are all stable, doesn't that mean that high-energy regions won't naturally arise?

If high-energy regions don't naturally arise, then how was I born?

The world completely changed.

La Qi was terrified; unable to fold dimensions, he felt a strong sense of restraint, like a human unable to move their Physical Body. A stable, continuous space-time was simply too rigid for a species like him, who could fold himself into a Calabi-Yau space at any time.

However, he also discovered one point, which was...

Low-energy space-time.

Here, everything was extremely low-energy space-time; everywhere was 'Shadow'.

So that's how it is, was the place I originally lived the anomaly?

Is the outside world composed of 'Shadow'?

Thinking about these things, La Qi suddenly felt a familiar touch.

Ah, it was the touch of 'Shadow'.

This reassured him; at least 'Shadow' still had the appearance of a Manifold Race member, just like a person floating in the darkness of the Universe's Void Realm, terrified, when suddenly a human illusion appeared next to them.

Whether it was real or not, at least it could provide him with basic comfort.

In this completely terrifying, Chaos world, having a familiar form was truly deeply moving.

La Qi immediately said to 'Shadow': "So, where have I come to?"

"You'll know soon, but before that, you need to know my name. My name is 'Li Qi'," Li Qi said.

Subsequently, La Qi's body began to fold uncontrollably.

He discovered that it was 'Shadow'... no, it was Li Qi forcibly folding his body.

He folded into the shape of protein.

He folded into the appearance of cells.

He folded out optical receptors, he folded out eardrums, he folded out all sorts of tiny products.

These tiny products were actually very simple; for La Qi, this level of three-dimensional folding was as simple as raising a finger.

But when all of this combined, it produced an extraordinary result.

Thoughts deviating from the world hung in mid-air.

La Qi felt as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, looking up at an incomprehensible sight.

This was not a scene from a fantasy, nor a landscape from a planet outside Earth.

It was neither a virtual space described and loaded by others, nor a dream he had.

Then what was this?

"If you want to know the name, I can tell you, this place is 'All Under Heaven'. If you want to ask more, I suggest you go and see for yourself, see with your own 'eyes'," Li Qi said.

"What are 'eyes'...?" La Qi asked.

"You'll have them soon." Li Qi continued to fold La Qi's body, and soon, this high-dimensional manifold took on a Human Race form.

Moreover, this Human Race form was perfect, possessing the same physical properties.

The principle was also very simple.

The Physical Body of the Manifold Race was essentially a 'membrane'.

And the 'protrusion' of the 'membrane', which is a form of folding, is the manifestation of 'particles'.

Different protrusions would possess different properties, just like in chemistry, where the combination of just two elements can give birth to a new substance, and this substance can have new properties, ranging from nutritious to highly toxic.

The difference between potassium chloride and potassium cyanide also comes from this.

Simply the way of folding is different, and physical properties will differ.

Therefore, as long as it doesn't involve high-level, special substances containing 'Dao Resonance', then all ordinary substances can be simulated by folding.

Even Divine Ability, techniques, and Physical Body talents can be perfectly imitated.

Dimensional folding is that powerful, and this is still a basic ability of the Manifold Race; every Manifold Race member can master it.

Unfortunately, the Manifold Race can only reach the seventh rank to leave that world and come to this one; otherwise, this world would be an energy vacuum for them, rapidly draining all their vitality.

This world, for the Manifold Race, was too cold, too dark.

Only Manifold Race members who have learned to seal boundaries can survive here, which means, the seventh rank.

La Qi quickly acquired a 'Physical Body', albeit a simulated one.

Li Qi folded him into the appearance of a Human Race, so he transformed from a transparent, seemingly disappearing and reappearing 'membrane' into a normal-looking Human Race.

During this folding process, Li Qi told him many things.

Then, Li Qi said to him: "Can you see me?"

La Qi immediately wanted to squirm and fold himself to reply, but he quickly realized that he should use a new language now.

So, instead of folding his entire body, he simply folded the throat and tongue area, then folded the lungs, compressed Qi, and vibrated the folded vocal cords.

He 'spoke'.

He said: "I... see you."