"The True God was truly formidable just now, to be able to emit such a powerful energy beam from his fingertip!"
As Tang Xueyao spoke, she seemed to recall something and quickly rummaged through her bag for the textbook, "Principles of Energy Operation."
It clearly stated: Energy requires an external medium for outward projection.
"Only those who have cultivated their strength to the pinnacle of perfection, and possess keen perception of energy flow, can release energy barehanded."
"However, due to the extremely high demands the energy's intensity places on the body, it is generally released with both hands to mitigate damage."
"One must never release energy using a single hand or even fingers for the sake of showing off, as it can easily cause severe, irreparable damage to tissues."
Upon reading this, Tang Xueyao seemed to have a flash of insight and searched for a while longer, finding a copy of "Ancient Records."
This book was specifically about the myths and legends of ancient deities during and before the God-Slaying War.
The education Tang Xueyao received from childhood was:
"Deities are illusory, a mental shackle used by ancient humans to rule the populace in a primitive, undeveloped world!"
"The God-Slaying War shattered the myth of deities, bringing many ancient gods down from their pedestals and ushering in a new era of scientific civilization for human society."
Concurrently, the old sect leader who adopted Tang Xueyao believed that myths and legends were all true, and that people's abilities were indeed as described. It was merely that the methods of energy operation in the current world had been largely lost.
People's strength could not compare to that of ancient times, thus they negated everything.
Although Tang Xueyao believed in the existence of True Gods, she remained skeptical about the deities in the myths.
At this moment, she quickly flipped to the middle of the book.
There was an insert, depicting a youth resembling a middle schooler, carrying a schoolbag and wearing an unfamiliar school uniform, standing in the center of a battlefield.
He raised a finger, and blinding light erupted from its tip.
The surrounding powerhouses were all sliced apart; even the strongest defenses appeared frail and powerless before this skill.
"This is it! Isn't this the same ability the True God just used?"
"It's just that... my body is too weak to allow the True God to unleash his full power. Otherwise, it would be very possible to slice through numerous strong individuals!"
"If this skill truly exists... then does that mean... the unbelievable monsters and incredibly potent abilities in myths are also real?!"
Tang Xueyao couldn't help but yearn for it, wishing she could travel back hundreds of years to witness or even participate in this great battle.
History had been too heavily altered!
What was the truth? Was the Dark Queen truly evil?!
Those books even depicted the True God as a terrifying deity who consumed maidens daily!
But she was here, and the True God had not harmed her! Nor had he asked her to capture any maidens for sacrifice.
Moreover, in his words and actions, he was incredibly approachable, like an older brother looking after her.
"That's right... history has been tampered with. It is my duty to restore justice to the ancient deities and uncover the true secret behind the decline of the True God Cult!"
Tang Xueyao took a deep breath; she had an additional mission.
However, whether it was the True God Cult, or unraveling historical mysteries and overturning the false history long known to the world... these were not tasks that could be accomplished easily!
She was embarking on an extremely difficult and winding path, a path that could alter the course of history – an epic journey!
"I can definitely do it!"
Tang Xueyao clenched her small fists, pouting her lips, and cheered herself on.
On the other side...
After absorbing the energy from the pink crystal, Zhang Chen had fallen into a world of consciousness.
He was originally a spirit body, but he hadn't expected that a spirit body could still enter a higher level of consciousness space.
"Truly amazing... there is so much in this world that needs to be explored!"
"How foolish I was before, thinking that having the ability to end the apocalypse meant the mission was complete."
"Only now do I realize that these energies are far more complex than their surface abilities suggest. When combined, they often produce unexpected effects. I am truly ashamed."
Zhang Chen stood in a vast expanse of white, as far as the eye could see.
However, he was not floating in mid-air but standing on solid ground. It was just that the ground and everything around him was white, making it impossible to discern direction.
Yet, with the flash of his thoughts.
The entire world underwent a complete transformation.
Soil appeared on the ground, lush green grass grew, exotic flowers and rare plants bloomed competitively, and miraculous tree species rapidly emerged, bearing tender fruits.
As the gurgling sound of a stream was heard, a small brook suddenly emerged from underground.
The stream water was crystal clear, with unknown fish and shrimp frolicking within.
Crossing the stream, there was a small hill ahead, and at its summit, a stone platform.
In the center of the platform floated three-colored crystal stones.
The golden crystal stone was the largest, nearly as long as a forearm. Next was the blue crystal stone, about the size of a palm.
The smallest was the pink crystal stone, with only tiny particles rotating in the air along a specific orbit.
"This is the energy core within my body. Gold represents creation and destruction, blue represents time and space, and pink represents the power of laws."
Zhang Chen had, based on Si Lu's instant replies and his own understanding, roughly surmised the capabilities of the pink crystal during this period.
It could arbitrarily define and alter laws, changing all rules.
The reason why people in the post-apocalyptic world 500 years later could absorb energy and improve without the aid of rings was likely related to the power of this law meteor.
Of course, research on the third meteor was still superficial.
After all, Zhang Chen did not possess too many pink crystals. Only by collecting enough and experimenting more in a physical state could he better understand its effects and the wondrous outcomes produced by the mingling of these three crystals' energies.
As everything in the inner world of his consciousness gradually stabilized, the crystal stones on the platform began to emit peculiar light, and a vast amount of energy permeated every blade of grass, every tree, even the stream and the soil.
This made Zhang Chen feel a wave of coolness, and his fatigue was swept away.
He could leave this place and see what Tang Xueyao was doing.
Zhang Chen's thoughts shifted, and he immediately detached himself from the world of consciousness, returning to Tang Xueyao's side.
"Huh? Why is the fog so thick here? What time is it now?"
Zhang Chen asked in surprise.
"It's evening!"
The Underworld Mushroom replied nonchalantly.
"Evening? Why is it so bright, and there's fog... could it be..."
While Zhang Chen was still stunned, several women, chatting and laughing, emerged from the fog and sat down nearby, completely naked...