Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Myth brother? It's me, Ling Feng! Look at me!"

Ling Feng panicked and grabbed Rong Tian's shoulder, shaking him violently in an attempt to wake him up.

However, Rong Tian merely rolled his eyes mechanically and blankly, his gaze lingering on Ling Feng's face for an extremely brief moment before scattering again and returning to the vast ocean of knowledge.

His lips moved slightly, uttering indistinct syllables, as if he were still trying to answer the questions that had long since overwhelmed him.

His scratching of his hair became slow and weak, a repetitive motion done unconsciously.

A mixture of heartache, admiration, and awe surged in Ling Feng's chest.

He had seen Rong Tian's cynical smile, his shrewd scheming, and his unwavering determination to follow the times.

But I never imagined that this cunning myna would turn into this stupid, dull, and lifeless creature.

This test of intellect does not harm the physical body or damage cultivation; it focuses solely on the mind and spirit, directly targeting the origin of the soul.

However, its danger is probably no less than that of the sword fights on the battlefield of Shura, and may even be more terrifying.

"Successor of the God of Creation, you have finally arrived here."

Just then, a calm and gentle, neutral voice, as if perfectly superimposed from countless different frequencies of sound, rang out directly in Ling Feng's consciousness.

The voice had no source, as if it came simultaneously from every wave, every rune, and every ray of information in the ocean of knowledge, filled with omniscient inclusiveness and an inhuman, absolute rationality.

Ling Feng suddenly looked up.

Above the vast ocean of knowledge, an endless torrent of information began to converge and swirl in a regular pattern, eventually coalescing into a gigantic "heavenly book" of unimaginable size.

The "heavenly book" was entirely a warm, jade-white color, with the boundary between the cover and the pages blurred, as if it were made of flowing light.

The pages turned slowly without any wind, each page revealing a completely different pattern and text, yet each containing profound meaning: some depicted the trajectory of stars, others the sequence of life's birth, some models of interwoven laws, and others tributaries of the river of destiny...

It encompasses everything and contains all things.

All knowledge and all wisdom are contained within it.

In an instant, a vast and profound aura enveloped the entire Sea of ​​Knowledge.

That is one of the Eight Divine Artifacts, representing the Wise Heart, the source of wisdom!
At this moment, the Heart of Wisdom manifests its original form: the Book of Wisdom.

"Wise Senior".

Ling Feng slowly stood up, shielding the mentally challenged Rong Tian behind him, and respectfully bowed to the enormous heavenly book.

"No need for formalities, heir."

The voice of the Book of Wisdom remained calm: "You have proven your will and character by passing the test of the Eye of Insight and helping your companions through the trials of Hurricane's Leg and Rock Leg. But this is the realm of wisdom, where strength and will have limited effect."

The pages turned gently, emitting a soft, jade-white light that illuminated Ling Feng's solemn face.

"Your companion, Rongtian."

A soft light shone on the figure behind Xiang Lingfeng. "He can be considered an intelligent person, with wisdom accumulated over a long period of time. But unfortunately, his wisdom has its limits, and his knowledge has blind spots. When faced with omniscience that surpasses the limits of his cognition, he tried to understand the infinite with the finite and to encompass the unknown with the known. In the end, his mental energy was exhausted, his intellect was clouded, and he fell into an eternal state of self-doubt from which he could not extricate himself."

Its voice contained no mockery, no pity, but simply a calm statement of fact.

"Now, he clings to this place with only the last remaining belief, preventing his soul from completely dissipating into the sea of ​​wisdom. But this state cannot last. When that last bit of obsession is also worn away by the vast omniscience, his intelligence will completely return to chaos, assimilate with this ocean of knowledge, and become an insignificant wave in the ocean of knowledge."

Ling Feng's heart clenched painfully.

Assimilation, in this context, means that Fu Tian will be completely erased, which is no different from death.

It seems that this test of the sea of ​​knowledge, though seemingly the mildest, is no less dangerous than any other test.

"senior!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists, stepped forward, and said in a resolute voice, "I am willing to take his place and complete the remaining trials!"

At this moment, he had no way out and had to win this third match!
The Book of Wisdom remained silent for a moment, then the speed at which its pages were turned seemed to quicken slightly.

"Are you sure, heir to the creation?"

Its voice carried a hint of warning: "The test here is not a battle, nor a contest of wills. It is a contest of pure wisdom, a labyrinth of logic, a precipice of cognition. If you cannot answer the questions I pose, your intelligence will be extracted and stripped away little by little as the 'price'."

It paused, and on the jade-white pages, an image appeared: a blurry figure sat upright on the shore, initially with bright eyes, diligently calculating; but as time passed, his gaze gradually became lost and dull, he began scratching his hair, muttering to himself, and finally sat completely still, his eyes vacant...

That was Rongtian!
"Just like him. With each wrong answer, you will lose one-third of your current 'intelligence'. And the lost intelligence will not be restored. As your intelligence is continuously stripped away, you will eventually become a puppet, a walking corpse, unable to think, unable to understand, losing your memory, and losing yourself."

The voice of the Book of Wisdom returned to absolute calm and rationality: "Now, you have one last chance. Turn and leave, taking Rongtian's still-living body with you. According to the bet, you will still receive the divine body we jointly created for you, and your companions will also be able to leave safely. But if you choose to continue..."

The Book of Wisdom flashed with golden light and said calmly, "From my observation, your chances of passing the test are almost zero."

Ling Feng looked at Rong Tian, ​​who was staring blankly behind him, and clenched his fists.

Having come this far, can I still choose to back down?

No.

no way!

If we give up, then what about the efforts and contributions of others?
He alone, he alone, absolutely had no right to choose to give up!

Ling Feng slowly shook his head, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes completely crushed, replaced by a resolute determination.

"I'm sure. Senior, please give me the question."

His voice wasn't loud, but it echoed clearly on the shores of this sea of ​​knowledge.

"As you wish."

As the Book of Wisdom finished speaking, an hourglass composed entirely of jade-white light appeared out of thin air in front of Ling Feng, hovering in mid-air.

The "flowing sand" in the hourglass is made up of countless shimmering silver specks, like compressed stardust.

"This is the 'Spiritual Wisdom Hourglass.' Each time a question is posed, the hourglass is activated. When all the sand at the top has flowed out, the hourglass reverses, marking the end of the time limit for answering the question. If you fail to provide the correct answer, you will lose one-third of your spiritual wisdom."

As soon as the Book of Wisdom finished speaking, the "silver quicksand" above the hourglass began to fall steadily downwards.

"The test now begins."

The voice of the Book of Wisdom remained calm and composed, "The first question—"

Its huge pages flipped through the pages with a rustling sound, eventually settling on a particular page.

On that page, there were no words, only an extremely complex three-dimensional pattern composed of countless lines and points of light. These lines and points of light were constantly changing, giving rise to more branches and possibilities. "This diagram depicts the probability cloud distribution topological mapping of all fundamental particle interaction modes that may occur in a single universe during the twelfth-dimensional oscillation period, when its fundamental physical constants undergo a chain shift, and its projection iteration on the imaginary time axis."

"My question is: Please deduce the flavor quantum number and color quantum number of the transient composite particle generated by strange quarks and anti-strange quarks through the gluon sea medium at the moment of collapse of the sixth layer superposition state of the probability cloud, under the edge coupling of the strong interaction force and the electroweak unification field. And explain the second-order perturbation equation of the curvature of the surrounding spacetime caused by the transient existence of this particle."

Ling Feng: "..."

He stared blankly at the complex, cryptic pattern, listening to the long string of terms and descriptions completely beyond his comprehension, his mind going completely blank.

Strange quarks? Anti-strange quarks? Gluon sea?

Is there edge coupling between the strong interaction and the electroweak unified force field? Flavor quantum number? Color quantum number? Second-order perturbation equation?
What is all this nonsense?!

Although he once stole from the Judgment Academy Library in the City of Calamity, obtaining a large amount of wisdom belonging to the Divine Civilization, including the "knowledge base" stored in the brains of many outstanding scientists.

But his purpose at the time was simply to search for the location of the divine radiance; he had absolutely no interest in those vast and complex theoretical knowledge.

Even more incomprehensible!
The first question in the Book of Wisdom is not a test at all; it's utterly absurd!
He began to understand why Rongtian had become like this.

This is something that one's own brain simply cannot comprehend.

All he wants to do now is to unleash a singularity explosion and blow everything in front of him to smithereens.

Destroy them all!
He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "Senior, could you ask me some questions that I can understand?"

"These are just some basic questions."

The Book of Wisdom remained calm: "It seems you lack the necessary knowledge of fundamental particle physics and advanced quantum field theory. But the question has been raised, and you cannot refuse to answer it. Or, you may choose to give up."

"Then let me take another look..."

Ling Feng broke out in a cold sweat. He forced himself to calm down and stared intently at the dynamic pattern, trying to find any pattern he could possibly understand.

He mobilized all his spiritual power, frantically analyzing the movement of those lines and points of light, recalling the fragmented memories he had obtained from the Judgment Academy's library knowledge base.

Damn!

I can't understand it at all!

If Professor Yang Ning from the Supreme Academy were here with me right now, how wonderful that would be!

Time passed little by little.

The hourglass flowed silently, and soon three-quarters of it had passed.

Ling Feng's face grew increasingly gloomy. He couldn't understand it at all!

The trajectories of those particles appeared chaotic to him, and the terms seemed like incantations to him.

He couldn't even fully understand what the question was asking, let alone answer it.

Unbeknownst to him, his hands had already climbed to the top of his head, and the way he pulled his hair was almost exactly the same as Rong Tian's.

"I...I don't know."

Just as the last grain of light was about to fall, Ling Feng uttered these words with difficulty.

A huge sense of frustration and powerlessness welled up inside me.

He had never felt so small and so ignorant in the face of knowledge.

That's an absolute idiot!

hum-

The hourglass gave a gentle shake, and the last grain of sand fell, immediately causing the hourglass to reverse automatically.

Just as the hourglass finished turning over, Ling Feng suddenly felt a chill between his brows!
It was as if a cold silver needle had instantly pierced the deepest part of his soul, and then gently pried it away.

laugh!
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable feeling of detachment came over me.

It wasn't painful, but it brought a deep, bone-chilling coldness and emptiness, as if a previously active area in his brain had suddenly dimmed and been shrouded in a thin mist.

Ling Feng swayed and almost lost his balance.

Is this what it feels like to be deprived of a third of one's intelligence?

He felt that his thinking had become sluggish, and his physical movements had also slowed down considerably.

Although no specific memories or functions have been lost, there is a feeling that the body has become slower and duller.

"The successor of creation, unfortunately, failed to answer the first question and has had one-third of his intelligence stripped away."

The Book of Wisdom coldly pronounced, "As your intelligence is continuously stripped away, your thinking ability will continue to decline, and you may even develop cognitive impairments. Your success rate in solving subsequent problems will also continue to decrease."

"To put it another way, you'll become increasingly stupid and dull. If you don't want to become the next Rong Tian, ​​I advise you to give up. Although you can no longer be called a smart person, at least you're still a normal person."

"No!"

Ling Feng's gaze remained firm. "I won't give up! Keep going!"

He took a deep breath, looked up at the Book of Wisdom, and said in a deep voice, "But I have one more request!"

"Oh?"

The Book of Wisdom said calmly, "You can tell me, but I may not necessarily agree."

"I hope the questions you leave me with are ones that I can understand and comprehend. Otherwise, this can't be considered a test of wisdom; it's just a deliberate attempt to make things difficult by taking advantage of my blind spots in cognition."

"I never imagined that after having a third of your intelligence stripped away, you could still retain such a way of thinking!"

The pages of the Book of Wisdom turned rapidly. "In the concept of omniscience, there are no blind spots. Therefore, my test is not exactly difficult. But since you are not convinced, my next questions will all be within your comprehension."

"Thank you, senior!"

Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and he bowed respectfully to the Book of Wisdom. He hadn't expected the Book of Wisdom to be so easy to talk to.

"Don't rush to thank me. Just because you understand doesn't mean you can answer the question."

As the pages of the Book of Wisdom came to a stop, a golden light instantly enveloped Ling Feng's eyes.

"Second question: There is something that is always punctual, always arrives on time, but you can never meet it. What is this thing?" (End of this chapter)