Reaper of the Martial World

Book 6: Chapter 375: Two Hands (1)

“First true empath…” Dyon mumbled.

“My perspective of the world is different from others.” The entity continued in its soothing voice. “You’re a smart boy, you understand that True Empathy isn’t as simple as sympathy.

“A sympathetic person uses projection. They believe they understand what a person is feeling by believing that they’ve understood their circumstances.

“An Empath is completely different. I don’t think I feel, I do feel. The emotions I sense come to me as though they stem from my own life experiences. As though it’s my hatred, my love, my happiness, my anger.

“Not only do I know what you’re feeling, I likely understand it far better than you do. How could someone with such an ability be cold and remorseless?”

“How can someone who understands the destruction they can bring about be a proponent of the Chaos Path?”

The entity chuckled. “You believe that you understand chaos because of your flames? I have to admit, the character of your black flames is among the three… no two, most powerful I’ve ever seen… It seems like multiple characters on the surface, when in reality, it’s only a single one. Even I’m a bit jealous.

“However, my precious Junior Brother, you must understand that you are only leering at the doorway to true understanding. Wills? Intents? Even daos… They’re pitiful in comparison to the understanding transcendents have.

“Maybe in the past I would have said this so as to temper your expectations, but now I say so to guide you. Your dao array has yet to even fully form, how could you claim to fully understand things as they are?”

The entity had, once more, not lied. Not only was Dyon lacking when it came to even the mortal plane considering he had yet to master a dao, he was severely lacking when compared to experts of the immortal plane.

If one decided to take the immortal plane into account, Dyon was far behind. This was because, as the Dragon King had let him know previously, above the dao, there was the Law. And even beyond the Law, there was the Origin Source, something that even most transcendents wouldn’t comprehend in their whole long lives.

Knowing this, it was no wonder the entity was treating Dyon like a child throwing a tantrum in front of his father. To it, Dyon was only just beginning to learn the ways of the world… He was nothing more than a toddler.

However, was Dyon stupid? No matter how devastated he was, would he forget something so simple? A logic so blatantly obvious? Of course, he wouldn’t.

Dyon’s fire will was pushing the barrier of one hundred meters! It contained a size and a level of profundity impossible for an entry level dao to match. Dyon didn’t believe that any dao beneath the 7^th level could contain the level of comprehension his did.

This wasn’t all either, because this only took into account his black flames.

Although Dyon’s black and white flames formed only a single dao array, they stacked within one another.

What exactly did this mean? It meant that Dyon’s dao array was somehow able to balance two completely opposing comprehensions for the way of the universe. The only way this would be possible was if both understandings were deep beyond belief.

Imagine it this way. What would it take for an array of ice and fire to fuse into one?

It would require a fire so hot that it could never be frozen by cold. However, it would also require an ice so cold that it could never be melted by heat.

Now imagine that this fire had the characteristic of inextinguishable heat, while the ice had the characteristic of absolute cold.

How could it be possible for both to be true?

The massive paradoxical relationship between Dyon’s flames was exactly why, even with his intelligence, he completely disregarded the words of the entity. The level of his comprehension was already more profound than the mortal plane could handle!

This was yet another paradoxical problem Dyon had rushed himself into. He felt like the entity might have the answers he was looking for… But he was completely unwilling to reveal his white flames to it. He had no doubt in his mind that if the entity saw his white flames, its attitude wouldn’t be so casual.

Senior brother or not, Dyon would never trust this transcendent.

There was another reason Dyon didn’t take the transcendent’s words seriously though…

The reason Origin Sources were so rare and difficult to form was because they weren’t tailored in reality. Origin Sources were quite literally that, the origin of a comprehension that stood outside the realm of the universe entirely. historical

Simply put, the understanding the entity had – because Dyon was completely certain that he had comprehended his own origin source – was definitely something that stemmed outside the bounds of reality. Knowing that… How could the understanding of the entity exactly line up with the truths of the universe?

An inner voice spoke to Dyon when he first comprehended the black flames… An inner voice that got louder when he subsequently comprehended his white flames.

Something told him that breaking away from the universe… That forming an origin source all of your own understanding was the wrong path to take…

The two words had been reverberating in his mind for the past three days, harmonizing and becoming clearer. Every step he took from the moment he pulled the knife from his chest was in chasing the meaning of these two words down..

‘Soul Quintessence…’