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Three seconds ago, when the dagger and the Bone Arrow met in midair, Wang Chao saw a strange shape. Two parallel arrows were rotating in the air, forming a figure reminiscent of the Tai Chi Fish. However, this figure was not a 2D plane; it was a constantly moving 3D shape pushing forward. The dagger shot through the center of this pattern, momentarily creating a point that transformed into a complete 2D image.
One arrow angled upward, while the other angled downward—a perfect formation.
Humans are three-dimensional beings. What they can perceive, touch, and manipulate exists only within the realm of three-dimensional space. They deduce from various details that time in this world is continuously advancing and operating, whether on a grand scale, like the daggers and arrows moving forward, or on a smaller scale, such as the dust gently settling.
Yet this is not the essence of time's passage; it is merely an observation of an object's displacement revealing changes in position. From this, we understand that there is a process of movement between these two points, which we refer to as the action of time. However, what we see is not time itself but rather proof of its existence. It is akin to ants being two-dimensional creatures; they perceive only flat surfaces without any sense of depth.
They cannot comprehend height, which is why they appear to walk as if on a plane even on rapidly spinning car tires. If you were to lift their food away from above, it would mean that food has vanished from their world. They would have no idea where it went. If you then placed that food back in front of them, it would seem to them as if it had magically appeared and disappeared.
This mirrors how Wang Chao suddenly vanished and reappeared.
If among the ants there were a wise one who deduced through experience that their world contained another dimension—a more three-dimensional dimension—this would explain why some things disappear and reappear. Everyone would likely agree with this perspective because it closely resembles their lived experiences. This viewpoint is undoubtedly correct; however, they only grasped it through observing the process of disappearance and reappearance without understanding how the food actually vanished or returned.
This illustrates the limitations of biological perception. The dimension in which we live dictates what we can see, feel, and interact with.
But at this moment, Wang Chao felt something different within him. He recalled many stories about deities perceived by people—those who attained enlightenment or awakening and subsequently vanished from this world to become divine beings. Was it possible that they gained the ability to access higher-dimensional existence? They exist at all times yet also vanish; they live yet also die.
Months ago, during his battle with Liu He, Zhang Fusheng had effortlessly drawn all those flying projectiles into a circle formed by his hand in empty space. Wang Chao recognized that gesture as part of the Breathing Technique but did not understand how it was accomplished. Only now did he realize how Zhang Fusheng achieved it; Zhang Fusheng had seen this pattern long before Wang Chao did.
In Snow Mountain Temple, when Wang Chao and Shen Zhitao looked into the large water tank inside the dilapidated temple, they saw both water and no water. The temple was both worn down and luxurious; they could see the temple yet could not see it. At one moment in time, things appeared one way; at another moment, they appeared differently. This means that at every point in time, countless parallel outcomes exist.
Countless different outcomes create a single result.
The old monk once said, "Every cause has its effect, and each cause leads to a different result." Indeed, it was just like that. In the moment when the dagger touched him, Wang Chao saw different outcomes. At that instant, Wang Chao could have been stabbed to death by the dagger, or he could have escaped; he chose the latter. Thus, in the eyes of everyone, Wang Chao vanished, but in reality, he had always been there—the outcome had simply changed.
Wang Chao could only be considered a wise ant; he could not exist for long in four-dimensional space. If he did, he would completely collapse. Therefore, now Wang Chao could only manage what appeared to be instantaneous movement for a brief second. Yet that one second was enough for him to accomplish many things.
In that second, Wang Chao felt the combination of motion and stillness. He witnessed the interaction of multiple outcomes; every choice created countless parallel spaces and the worlds behind them. Wang Chao did not know what Zhang Fusheng had achieved, but every time Wang Chao grew stronger and moved closer to Zhang Fusheng's level, he felt nothing but deep fear and unease.
The more powerful he became, the more fragile he felt. Wang Chao sensed the profound gap between himself and Zhang Fusheng. The closer he got, the more palpable it became—ignorance breeds fear; only through experience does one feel afraid. If he couldn't even deal with this old man, how could he possibly confront Zhang Fusheng? In an instant, Wang Chao's strength reached a kingly level because he had chosen that very second to ascend to such heights.
In the eyes of everyone else, Wang Chao had become a being akin to a god.
Two Bone Arrows were firmly gripped in Wang Chao's hands as he thrust them forward with unstoppable force, aiming directly at the old man's heart! The old man sensed Wang Chao's power as well; both were at kingly levels now. If struck by such an attack, there would be no place for him to hide!
"Xiao Cao!" At that critical moment, the old man remembered Xiao Cao. Just then, an arm flew toward them. The two Bone Arrows in Wang Chao's hands pierced through this arm with deadly precision. It was a smooth arm as white as jade—a severed hand belonging to Xiao Cao. As a clone, Xiao Cao had been given one crucial mission from birth: to obey the old man's commands and protect him at all costs.
From the moment Wang Chao vanished, Xiao Cao had sensed danger. It was then that Xiao Cao began rushing toward him. However, Wang Chao's speed was simply too great; it was too fast for Xiao Cao to reach him in time. So instead, Xiao Cao threw his own arm forward to stop Wang Chao's Bone Arrows from striking down. The arm did not prevent the arrows from descending; they continued their trajectory toward the old man's heart.
But at that moment, Xiao Cao had already arrived. The Bone Arrows did not pierce the old man's heart; instead, they struck into Xiao Cao's body. The combination of his arm and body width caused the arrowheads to embed themselves within Xiao Cao’s form, preventing any further penetration into the old man's body.
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