Dyon had no idea what these words meant. What he did know was that something reverberating deep within his Soul felt that these two words lorded over all things. In fact, the truth was that he didn’t even make out exactly what those two words were until Giralda protected her son from being killed by him… It felt like that moment opened a slight bit of understanding within Dyon…
It was like he was stumbling toward a door at the end of a long, dim corridor. Whether or not he would make it to that door entirely depended on if he could find it within himself to care enough to continue down the path…
This said, something was stopping him from understanding. His dao heart had collapsed in on itself, he felt that everything was meaningless and would come to an inevitable end… While feeling this way, how could he have time to care about two strange words?
“Tell me…” Dyon said softly. “Tell me about your Origin Source…”
The entity laughed so brightly that it reminded Dyon of a sweet spring’s breeze. It wasn’t arrogant or prideful, but rather filled with a relief… It was almost as though his laughter was in response to a weight being lifted off from his chest.
When the entity thought about his origin source, he felt free and unfettered.
“To hear a lesson from me… It is your own good karma. It’s normally no good to listen to too much of another’s understanding, however, considering the state of your dao heart, it couldn’t get much worse, now could it? Good. Senior Brother will dote on you a bit today.”
In a moment, Dyon felt like he was taken into another world.
The air was suffocating, so much so that he involuntarily grasped at his throat and nearly fell to his knees. It was until he felt a warm hand on his shoulder that this feeling disappeared, replacing the looming scythe of death with a gentle atmosphere.
Dyon looked over, but all he could see was a shadowy figure that he somehow felt was smiling gently at him.
“Look around.” The entity spoke softly.
Dyon’s eyes widened. What he had to take in with a single glance was so much more complex than he was used to that his mental energy drained away in an instant.
In that moment, Dyon’s heart trembled. He was absolutely certain that he was still in his selfless state, or else he wouldn’t be able to control his anger when facing the entity, especially not with his Demon Sage blood essence.
What did this mean? It meant that what he saw didn’t just drain his own mental energy, but the energy of the universe that was supporting him!
One had to remember that in Dyon’s current selfless state, he was being blessed by the heavens, allowing him to connect with a constitution he had no right to access. Within this selfless state, Dyon was able to analyze the billions of constitutions he had within himself, and he was certain that the War God Ancient Constitution wasn’t among them. In fact, none of the Ancient Constitutions were.
Maybe in another setting, this would be depressing, but along with his connection to the universe, Dyon understood why not in a moment.
Ancient Constitutions were completely unlike Earth, Heaven or even God constitutions… Unlike those three tiers that could appear many times, even with many appearing at once, Ancient Constitutions were never birthed into the world more than once.
This was all to say that not only was Dyon’s understanding of the reality of things at an all time high, so was his connection to the universe. Yet, a single glance at the entity’s Origin Source had sapped the universe to a point where it was no longer able to continue supporting the cost!
“This is what it means to have an Origin Source.” The entity explained with a calm and diligent manner. “To those who reach my level, the universes of the mortal plane cannot compare.
“I know what you’re wondering. If I have the kind of power necessary to disdain the universe, why is it that I’ve sealed myself here to absorb one? Wouldn’t it be beneath me?
“I’ll tell you the truth, my little Junior Brother. Even after I formed my Origin Source, I felt that something was missing. I believed that the door to absolute immortality was hidden in a path beyond, yet the Origin Source wasn’t a doorway, but, rather, a fierce defensive wall… a mountain of sorts that even I felt was insurmountable.
“Even after I spent three million years forming my Origin Source, I spent another nine million years pondering just why this roadblock existed…”
Dyon’s eyes brightened, more and more. The light became so fierce that even while he was trying his best not to focus on the world around him, two rays of gold tore through the space.
“Your world is too complex.” Dyon’s words stopped the entity in his tracks.
At that moment, Dyon felt the gentle nature of his Senior Brother shift to a sharp gaze. It wasn’t filled with killing intent, in fact, it disappeared almost as soon as it appeared. Yet, that one moment was enough to make Dyon’s dao heart tremble so fiercely that its shattered pieces became nothing more than the finest grains of sand.
Dyon, however, didn’t care.
In that one glance of his Senior Brother’s world, he saw a beauty and artistry the likes of which he had never witnessed in his entire life.
Still, it took him but a moment to recognize the flaw that took the entity nine million to realize.