The power of a seventh-level expert is terrifying; they can easily destroy countless worlds.
While 90 million is a huge number, it's still not enough to withstand the scrutiny of a novice.
To the ninety million worlds, a powerful person is like a termite in a giant tree.
Don't say that there are good and bad among the strong. It's okay to target bad people, but good people shouldn't have guns pointed at them.
Would a supreme consciousness even consider concepts of good and evil within the realm of ethics and morality?
For the supreme consciousness, maintaining peace in all worlds is absolute.
Regardless of your strength, if you're at the seventh level, kill them all. That's the so-called limit of growth.
Therefore, the statement that the greater one's strength, the more difficult it is to cultivate is always true.
Talent and resources are both indispensable, and one must also consider whether one's secret techniques are feasible and whether one has enough potential.
Most importantly, the supreme consciousness will constantly hinder you from moving forward.
The power of fate is actually just an indirect influence of the supreme consciousness, but it is unbearable, which is why it is useful.
People in China often talk about "cause and effect".
Once you're involved in cause and effect and get noticed by the supreme consciousness, there's room for manipulation.
If you kill someone, that person might have descendants who will seek revenge. This is cause and effect, this is fate.
Therefore, practitioners in China all emphasize "non-action" and are skilled in divination and fortune-telling.
They would speculate about their own karma and wonder if they would encounter disaster in the future.
They hoped to avoid disaster and prolong their lives through this method.
Only by living can one continue to cultivate and become stronger.
But this is useless, because the result of the calculation is itself given by the supreme consciousness.
As long as you embark on the path to becoming stronger, you are destined to be targeted by the supreme consciousness.
No matter how much you calculate, it's useless; personal strength is the most important thing.
The sixth to seventh floor marks another dividing line.
The strong must consider the most important thing: how to prolong their own lives.
"To put it bluntly, a seventh-level expert is immortal and indestructible."
Jiang Wang sighed with emotion.
To say that they are immortal is somewhat of an exaggeration; it is, after all, just an exaggerated statement.
But if the vitality is complete, then there's definitely no problem.
Even if she had hundreds of millions of clones, or countless incarnations standing here being hacked at by Shuten-dōji for a whole day, she wouldn't die.
This is an incredibly powerful life force.
If you don't want to be crushed by the supreme consciousness, or schemed against by the unpredictable power of fate, you'd better train your strength in this area.
With this near-immortal characteristic, the supreme consciousness's powerful control over fate becomes largely meaningless.
Of course, the supreme consciousness is constantly striving.
At this very moment, elsewhere, the countless avatars of these beings are surely also hastening their demise.
But it's no use if we can't eliminate all of this guy's clones in one go.
The speed at which she eliminates clones is probably slower than the speed at which she multiplies clones herself.
Even if only one remains, given time, she can quickly produce more.
"It's great that you understand that."
"I knew you were an interesting person. I've made up my mind, I'm going to drag you into the world of pleasure."
He clearly said he wanted to settle accounts with Jiang Wang, so he probably intended to kill that guy.
But now, after spending more time with him, she likes him more and more.
"Let me tell you about the core philosophy of our Joyful Clan."
"To hell with supreme consciousness."
She raised her hand and gave the sky a middle finger.
"I see. You say you have no purpose, but in fact, you are hiding an ultimate purpose."
"You want to destroy all of this, you want to kill the Supreme Consciousness."
Jiang Wang said, rubbing his temples.
"That's right, this action of the Supreme Consciousness is neither existent, nor is it omnipresent."
"He is destiny, He is life and death, He is right beside you and me."
The myriad incarnations, having abandoned their playful antics, were now incredibly serious.
It seems this is the real key point.
"Those who revel in the crowd are all pitiful people who are being played with by fate."
"Do you understand what I mean? They're crazy, but there's a reason why someone goes crazy."
"Maybe it's just a bad day, with family members all dead, bodies mutilated, and the whole world on fire."
"And all of this was arranged by fate..."
The myriad incarnations gritted their teeth and said, "This is probably what she experienced in the past."
Jiang Wang frowned; he certainly thought it was all fake.
Even if this guy puts on a very serious expression, making it seem like it's the real deal.
But to be honest, Jiang Wang found it hard to connect that group of lunatics with this bizarre purpose.
I've always said these guys are crazy, but suddenly they introduce themselves and say they're victims too.
He even said that his madness and destruction of the world were actually a way of fighting against fate.
Jiang Wang listened, unsure whether it was true or not, but his heart remained completely unmoved.
The highest level of lying is probably found in religious beliefs.
Jiang Wang always felt that these people's methods of deception were really too powerful.
They are the ultimate con artists; a single scam can last for hundreds or even thousands of years.
It can even lead to all sorts of troubles.
Those who promote beliefs in deities will say a lot of nice things about them.
These kind words are all true, and even doing things according to these kind words does have some meaning.
At least they've developed some good habits and won't become bad people, since everyone encourages people to do good.
But all this praise is ultimately just a way to package the most important sentence.
That one sentence was a complete lie.
Isn't the behavior of all these incarnations at this very moment the ultimate deceptive trick?
A whole host of luxuries may indeed be real, and perhaps the madmen of the pleasure-seeking crowd are truly tragic figures arranged by fate.
So, what is the single lie that she's using to wrap up all that talk?
She said all this just to express the twisted idea that "the pleasure-seekers are good people."
Jiang Wang never intended to trust her in the first place; gathering some intelligence would suffice.
"I'm curious, why are you talking so much nonsense to me, even spouting such drivel, trying to whitewash the Joyful Crowd?"
"Your goal is to recruit me into your pleasure circle. What are you after?"
Jiang Wang looked at the myriad incarnations before him with great incomprehension.
Upon hearing his words, the perfect smile on the faces of the myriad incarnations froze instantly.
"Myriad Incarnations, aren't you supposed to be a master of deception? This guy isn't falling for it at all!"
"So you've finally met your match. What are you going to do now?"
Shuten-dōji burst into laughter, clutched his stomach, and lay down, pounding the ground repeatedly.
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