In the vast interstellar expanse.

  One after another, colossal stars—millions, tens of millions, or even countless kilometers in diameter—constantly and rapidly shifted positions solely under Seraphine's command, light-years away from their original locations.

  She manipulated them as if they were pieces on a Go board. Distant from the immensely stretched boundaries of the universe, she effortlessly accelerated dozens of massive stars, each spanning over a hundred light-years, positioning them randomly around her at 99% the speed of light—all within a single second.

  She compelled these stars to drag blazing tails composed of trillions of tons of superheated plasma gas, resembling demonic strings of scarlet light, as they flew and glided indiscriminately, roaring and devouring countless planets and comets, churning the surrounding cosmos into chaotic, hellish turmoil and an endless inferno.

  After tormenting and exploding a few stars to her satisfaction, Seraphine finally ceased her destructive tinkering with those unfortunate celestial bodies.

  Suddenly, her gaze shifted, and she serenely looked toward Godshell and Cadelon, who were faithfully awaiting her summons twenty thousand kilometers distant.

  With just a single mental glance.

  All the experiences of the pair over the past few days immediately dissolved into a torrent of jumbled data that appeared within Seraphine's mind.

  Within this flood of information were the scenes of Karanos being annihilated by Cadelon's sub-light speed penetration; Godshell's awakening followed by his use of the directional Wormhole to travel to the Obast star; the tenacious ten-thousand-mile journey of the Lead Simian youth, Tiyan; the schematics of the Divine Throne with its 9.1 level warp capability and the numerous ancient research archives within the spaceship; the entire process of Cadelon’s crushing subjugation of Yuro and the subsequent destruction of the Mercury Empire; and finally, Godshell's capture of the Namora Sector and the Agate homeworld, Bozeman, after piloting the Divine Throne, alongside various other pieces of data.

  Every event, major or minor, instantly flashed through Seraphine's profound perception.

  "Level 10 warp standard... Infinite speed of light travel capability... Divine Throne."

  Seraphine looked at the silently standing Godshell, 'seeing' the golden sphere residing within his personal domain, and smiled with a flicker of interest, "Fascinating."

  Hum ——

  The vast void separating them suddenly vibrated, and countless billions of atoms and molecules materialized out of thin air. Under Seraphine's will, as if bypassing any physical process, a gigantic golden sphere—identical in appearance to the Divine Throne—was constructed and molded in one second.

  "Cadelon."

  Cadelon, who had been stunned by this sudden spectacle twenty thousand kilometers away, trembled intensely, then immediately raised her head and shouted: "Present!"

  In an instant, that replica of the Divine Throne 'collapsed' and transformed into a minuscule particle, traversing the universe. It flew at sub-light speed into Cadelon's nearby spatial pocket and vanished.

  What was even more astonishing was that Seraphine completely disregarded the space-time barrier, projecting the second Divine Throne directly into the folded space Cadelon carried with her.

  Godshell, standing beside Cadelon, perceived nothing unusual, nor did he find any impropriety in his Master's action.

  He had never considered the Divine Throne as exclusively his own possession. Everything he held belonged to his Master, and she naturally retained the right to replicate another Divine Throne for Cadelon.

  This arrangement would also facilitate Cadelon’s service to his Master.

  "This spaceship has been reinforced with a 'scale zoom' effect by me; you only need to use your thoughts to engage and perceive it to gain control," Seraphine stated calmly.

  Cadelon immediately dropped to one knee: "Thank you, Master!"

  "Hmm." Seraphine nodded, then looked back at Cadelon, focusing her gaze on her personal spatial storage.

  Hum ——

  At that moment, five colossal, brilliant keys suddenly flew out from her personal space, traversing tens of thousands of kilometers, and slowly hovered before Seraphine.

  The next instant, the materialization data contained within the five Keys of Heaven was meticulously extracted by Seraphine, all while maintaining the complete physical form of the keys themselves, piercing through heavy defenses without missing a single detail.

  The content of this extracted information was quite varied, mostly detailing matters concerning the Divine Trial and divine covenants.

  Among this data was the precise location of the Divine Trial.

  "The Galactic Core, as anticipated."

  Seraphine’s thoughts stirred, and she immediately retrieved the five Keys of Heaven, then turned her head to look coldly towards the brilliant galaxy in the distance.

  That was the vector leading to the Galactic Core.

  As for the so-called divine promises, she genuinely held no concern for them.

  This was because her state before and after her dimensional ascension represented two truly different life forms.

  Even facing her pre-ascension self—who also possessed 3 billion Star attributes but had not yet ascended—Seraphine was confident of achieving an instant kill.

  Consequently, she completely dismissed any threat from gods or devils.

  What truly held Seraphine's interest was the potential existence of a probabilistic manipulation technology possibly underlying those divine promises.

  The very essence of a promise was, fundamentally, the manipulation and fixation of probabilities governing future events.

  This was not metaphysics; it was simply an application of extremely advanced science.

  From these five Keys of Heaven, she could easily sense traces of constant interference directed at the surrounding space-time probabilities.

  Her manipulative strength was significantly greater than that emanating from the Key of Heaven fragment she held in her hand.

  Roughly equivalent to an ordinary Earth human, upon acquiring and donning any Key of Heaven, one could achieve, according to their deepest desires and blessed with enhanced mental fortitude and abundant energy: career success, a harmonious family, peaceful neighbors, and even daily lottery wins, ultimately living a life free from illness and smoothly reaching the end of their days.

  And for any dedicated practitioner, any single Key of Heaven could propel them to the Milky Way Overlord level with unstoppable momentum, bypassing any bottlenecks or hindrances along the way.

  According to Seraphine's calculations, the advantages conferred by the Key of Heaven would largely diminish upon reaching the Overlord tier, though some effect would remain, only weakening to near non-existence after achieving Stage Ten Overlord.

  If just one Key of Heaven yielded such profound effects, what sheer power must a divine promise possess?

  It was no wonder this Yuro ran about desperately collecting Keys of Heaven.

  The more Keys of Heaven one accumulated, the better their luck became, the steadier and faster their cultivation progressed, and the smoother their entire life—who wouldn't desire that?

  However, Yuro remained fundamentally too weak.

  So weak that even after gathering five Keys of Heaven, she couldn't thwart Cadelon's ambush, ultimately being reduced to a mere three drops of blood.

  "If that kind of probability manipulation technology truly exists, and I manage to gain control over it."

  Seraphine muttered to herself, "Then I can command probability, advance by breaking through points into entire planes, and ultimately... seize control of destiny itself!"

  She looked up at the five Keys of Heaven hovering before her, meticulously probing the internal structure of the keys, attempting to discern if she could replicate their inherent qualities.

  But after sensing for half a day, she reached only one conclusion:

  There was no minute structure based on technological principles; it was as if the Key of Heaven inherently possessed this attribute, this inherent capacity.

  As if by divine decree, utterly defying logic.

  "No cause, only effect."

  Seraphine's eyes narrowed slightly. "It carries a distinct flavor of 'causeless effect'; was it deliberately altered by some external force?"

  Then, her attention shifted back to Cadelon.

  With a mere thought, she remotely 'plucked' a cache of Sealed Boxes—previously belonging to Yuro—from Cadelon's personal subspace and drew them before herself.

  Subsequently, Seraphine retrieved the crucial Key of Heaven fragment that had originally resided within the Abraham Machine.

  Her gaze shifted, and the various secret boxes instantly exploded into fine powder, from which nine Key of Heaven fragments shot forth.

  The ten fragments slowly merged together.

  Hum ——

  *Whoosh ~*

  Amidst the dazzling light, another Key of Heaven, many times larger than her entire body, slowly solidified and materialized.

  At this juncture, Seraphine possessed a total of six Keys of Heaven.

  Immediately, her eyes flickered, and she focused on Yuro's anomalous, fragmented Spirituality.

  "Three drops of blood."

  With a thought from Seraphine, Yuro's three drops of blood within Cadelon's personal space suddenly warped through space, appearing out in the wider universe.

  All the seals Cadelon had placed upon the blood instantly dimmed and dissolved, scattering away like dust.

  Next, the three drops of blood, now unbound in the universe, instantly condensed into a single entity, forming a rapidly pulsating mass of crimson. It began frantically absorbing boundless Ether from tens of thousands of miles around, converting matter, and its vitality surged exponentially, beginning to rapidly expand and mature.

  In less than a second, this ceaselessly leaping clot of blood visibly grew larger and larger, quickly developing into a ten-meter-tall, robust alien life form—Yuro.

  "Where is this place?"

  Yuro, upon reawakening, frantically whipped his diamond-like long hair, scanning his surroundings.

  When he saw Cadelon, arms crossed coldly, observing him from a distance, he couldn't help but shiver involuntarily.

  He must have recalled the tragic experience of being brutally executed by his opponent moments before.

  At this moment, he noticed that beside his adversary, a colossal figure, several thousand meters tall, clad in heavy, spiked, blood-patterned black armor, was also standing guard.

  From that magnificent giant, reminiscent of a God of Creation, Yuro vaguely sensed an aura... similar to his father's peerless and invincible presence.

  No, an aura even stronger than his father's!

  "How can this be?! Father has already ascended to the Half-Sage realm; it's impossible for anyone in the entire Orion Spiral Arm to match him?! An illusion! It must be a hallucination!"

  Yuro, overwhelmed by panic and confusion, attempted to flee immediately.

  But as his body prepared to move, his expression dramatically shifted.

  Yuro felt an inexplicable, indescribably shocking and awe-inspiring sensation wash over him.

  It was just like when he was a child, before he embarked on the path of evolution, when he was just an ordinary being, and he first rode a starship into space, witnessing firsthand the boundless universe that filled his entire vision—that profound shock.

  "What is happening? Clearly, nothing is physically..."

  Yuro, trembling, incomprehensibly turned his head to look behind him, only to see that tens of thousands of miles away, a carbon-based life form, less than one-fifth of his own stature, was observing him with an exceedingly cold and ethereal gaze.

  In those indescribable eyes, Yuro felt as if he were gazing into a vast universe.

  A universe far more colossal and profound than the one he had glimpsed as a child!

  "Too vast! Too magnificent! I... I cannot... I cannot accept this!!"

  Yuro's eyes were wide open, and his entire body trembled ceaselessly.

  He felt that his soul and physical form were rapidly approaching collapse and disintegration under that singular gaze.

  He was on the verge of... perishing in both body and spirit.

  Just as Yuro was about to be 'gazed' to death by that cold stare, Seraphine had already 'read' all of his memories. She immediately ceased paying him any attention, turning her gaze elsewhere.

  A creature as inconsequential as a mosquito or an ant; she couldn't even be bothered to eliminate him, allowing him to continue his existence.

  "Ah, so-called fragmented Spirituality, it turns out it's merely a False Spirituality vessel."

  Seraphine's eyes flashed with divine light. "Ogulafata, King of Didrogutin, is also a Dark Archbishop of the Cult of the Evil Eye. Interesting."

  "Hoo—"

  Yuro finally managed to draw a breath, as if he had just been granted a reprieve from death.

  "What manner of immortals are these! Each one more abnormal than the last! I need to escape this place immediately!"

  But as Yuro tried to muster the will to flee, he found his limbs unresponsive. Helplessly, he could only hover in place.

  Since no one was actively threatening him, he merely remained, desperately attempting to stabilize his physical condition.

  At this moment, Seraphine slowly stood upright.

  She stood with her hands clasped in the deep cosmos, quietly gazing toward the brilliant, distant starry sky.

  In those eyes, which seemed both luminous and shadowed, divine light flickered, flowing and swirling, as if countless stars were hidden deep within her sockets.

  At this juncture, Godshell and Cadelon had suddenly flown over from a distance of 20,000 kilometers, respectfully positioning themselves near Seraphine.

  Noticing their Master's focused posture—hands clasped, looking upwards toward the distant universe—the two curiously turned their heads to look far in that direction.

  Yuro, lying prone nearby, noticed their behavior and also peered curiously toward that distant point.

  He observed that in the boundless universe ahead, starlight twinkled everywhere, dotted with tens of thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands, of brilliant, multicolored points of light.

  Godshell and Cadelon noted that the stars in that particular sector of the universe were indeed conspicuously denser compared to other directions.

  These stellar bodies gathered in diverse colors and configurations, each star exhibiting its own distinct characteristics and forms.

  Some were small and faint, others colossal and dazzling.

  At first glance, those hundreds of thousands of stars, loosely and vaguely aggregated, formed an endless, fragmented river of light, resembling a shimmering, sky-piercing giant serpent horizontally traversing the universe, draped across the dark expanse.

  The few present understood that these observable stars were essentially streams of light originating from hundreds, thousands, to tens of thousands of light-years away, or even from the more distant, vast void, which collectively formed the perceived constellations.

  These observed starlights represented the past images of those distant sources.

  After observing, Seraphine raised her hand, extending a slender index finger toward the boundless universe ahead.

  Hum ——

  Beneath her fingertip, the void a million miles distant suddenly broke its silence, surging with chaotic agitation, becoming violently turbulent.

  It was as if some ultimate, profoundly destructive dark entity was roaring and climbing out from the deepest structure of cosmic space, unleashing endless ruin upon this mundane, grand universe.

  This exceedingly terrifying turbulence was not confined to this specific region of space.

  After its manifestation, it instantly spread outwards in all directions at speeds countless times that of light, originating from the immense transversal plane boundary of chaotic space-time brushed by Seraphine's fingertip, expanding rapidly.

  It unfolded like an ever-growing pancake.

  The diameter of this colossal space-time transversal plane began to expand wildly.

  In merely a few hundredths of a second.

  The diameter of the space-time transversal plane reached one astronomical unit.

  Yet, even then, the expansion of chaotic space-time did not cease; the void continued to surge and spread infinitely in every direction.

  Rumble rumble rumble rumble ——

  Ten astronomical units.

  A hundred astronomical units.

  A thousand astronomical units.

  After 2.5 seconds, the expansion of the chaotic space-time finally came to a halt.

  At this moment, the diameter of the space-time transversal plane had unexpectedly reached 500,000 astronomical units.

  That is, seventy-five trillion kilometers, equivalent to eight light-years.

  Buzz buzz buzz ——

  Godshell and Cadelon, struck by profound terror, looked towards the chaotic space-time cross-section, now only a hundred meters away from them. Feeling the boundless, terrifying power contained within, they felt dizzy and lightheaded.

  To outsiders, they were powerful beings akin to minor deities.

  But in their own eyes, compared to their Master, they were simply too insignificant to even warrant a hearing, almost like shattered ants or larvae.

  And Yuro, who had been prostrate in the rear and had just managed to regain a slight semblance of composure, upon sensing this chaotic space-time capable of obliterating tens of millions of stars, instantly trembled all over and collapsed prostrate once more.

  Just as the few subordinates were lost in contemplation, Seraphine’s hand, pointed towards the chaotic space-time, with her middle finger curled within her palm beneath her extended index finger, suddenly sprang forth, lightly tapping the violently surging space-time cross-section ahead.

  Boom!!!

  As if igniting the fuse of a super cannon, this colossal chaotic space-time cross-section before Seraphine instantly roared and erupted a four-dimensional spatial torrent, spanning a diameter of 500,000 astronomical units, rushing at speeds billions of times beyond the speed of light toward the deep reaches of the universe ahead.

  In an instant, Godshell, Cadelon, and Yuro were all paralyzed with primal terror, their bodies frozen in place by the immense, terrifying force contained within this colossal space-time torrent.

  Clang clang clang clang clang!!!

  Once this colossal and potent four-dimensional space-time torrent erupted, it moved at an astonishing velocity of one hundred light-years per second, charging directly towards that cosmic luminous river they had previously observed.

  Rumble rumble rumble ——

  The sheer power of this four-dimensional space-time torrent was so immense that even the continuously empty cosmic vacuum, after being swiftly traversed by it, shuddered and trembled, rapidly spreading out wave after wave of super-high-energy space-time ripples—powerful enough to detonate interstellar civilization's quantum monitoring equipment.

  If one were to zoom out the perspective at this moment, pulling it back to a more distant vantage point and then turning back to 'observe', one would see in horror that this surging four-dimensional space-time torrent resembled a primordial chaotic dragon. As it advanced, it carried layers upon layers of space-time waves, roaring and rampaging through the boundless universe.

  In the process of its traversal, colossal star systems and binary star systems, including their glorious great suns and all their rocky planets, gas giants, and the hundreds of millions of living beings upon those planets—even the atoms and sub-atomic particles composing all of it—all instantly transformed into pure light and heat, scattering at extreme velocity into the boundless cosmic void.

  Rumble rumble rumble rumble ——

  This massive and colossal four-dimensional space-time torrent swept through the void; all macroscopic and microscopic structures instantly turned into absolute nothingness.

  Even the boundless three-dimensional space itself, after being traversed by this immense super space-time plume, exhibited severe distortions, inversions, interferences, and chaos deep within its spatial structure.

  Every second during its superluminal traversal across the universe, thousands upon thousands of planets and tens of billions of alien life forms were utterly reduced to countless fundamental particles, scattering and dissipating, leaving absolutely no trace behind.

  Including their civilizations, their history, their races—all bid farewell to this boundless universe, becoming mere fragments of interstellar legends whispered by fortunate interstellar refugees.

  Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute.

  Planets continuously perished; countless living beings exploded into oblivion.

  Yet, this terrifying four-dimensional space-time torrent showed no sign of halting.

  It continued its fierce rampage through the Milky Way.

  Only after a full half-minute of flight did the four-dimensional space-time plume slowly cease its rampant advance.

  Like 'a drop entering the boundless ocean,' this superluminal space-time plume was barely 'neutralized' amidst the surrounding vast three-dimensional universe, slowly settling down onto the three-dimensional plane.

  And by this point, this colossal and terrifying four-dimensional space-time torrent had traversed a full nine thousand light-years.

  During its journey, several thousand to tens of thousands of stellar systems were instantly vaporized, including tens of thousands of rocky planets, gas giants, and countless living beings—all utterly erased.

  In this 'narrow' vacuum channel, eight light-years in diameter, blasted open by the four-dimensional space-time torrent, now, apart from countless freely flying neutrinos, high-energy electrons, photons, and other fundamental particles, only a few scattered event horizon black holes remained, damaged by the intense dimensional shifts, drifting solitarily in the dark and boundless universe.

  Simultaneously, within this nine-thousand-light-year-long 'void' stretching through the Milky Way, its internal space-time structure was also severely 'damaged.'

  The internal interstellar structural constants, including electron charge, the speed of light in a vacuum, physical parameters, chemical properties of matter, space-time curvature, and even the rate of time's progression, all underwent significant alterations.

  Although the amplitude of these changes was not immediately huge, such a multitude of fundamental space-time property shifts would inevitably render this vacuum 'tunnel' a nine-thousand-light-year long dead zone within the Milky Way.

  All matter structures at levels higher than subatomic could not maintain a stable and intact state here.

  Whether they were stars, planets, comets, nebulae, or thousands upon thousands of interstellar civilization starships—upon entering this narrow dead zone of the Milky Way, they would instantly collapse and disintegrate, violently shattering into billions of subatomic particles scattering into the boundless universe.

  Perhaps it would take at least several years, or even decades, for the universe to completely erase this immense 'wound' created by Seraphine with a mere flick of her hand.

  "The power is not insignificant."

  Seraphine smiled contentedly. "Henceforth, this ability shall be named 【Boundary Obliteration - All Perish】."

  Boundary Obliteration - All Perish: The principle behind this technique is profoundly simple. It involves super-energizing the surrounding three-dimensional cosmic space to its absolute extreme, temporarily converting it into four-dimensional space. Then, in a self-destructive collapse, it is unleashed in a chosen direction.

  Under the colossal energy and violent dimensional distortion, almost all objects in the universe could not resist and were utterly destroyed.

  Even the three-dimensional space-time itself, permeated and enveloped by the high-dimensional torrent, would suffer structural distortions and disturbances in its deep layers, becoming a long-lasting realm of death.

  At the same time, as for the severe damage she had inflicted, Seraphine paid it only slight attention before dismissing it.

  As for how many alien lives had perished, she cared even less.

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  Because in Seraphine's view, since she loved this universe so much, this Grand Universe needed to 'burn' itself to facilitate her Full-Dimensional Path.

  Meanwhile, Godshell and Cadelon, standing nearby, were rigid and wide-eyed, almost as if absolute zero had descended upon them.

  Yuro, lying prostrate in the distance, was twitching uncontrollably from fright.

  Because at this moment, if one were to stand at their current position and look towards the distant universe that had just been struck by the space-time torrent.

  There, now, was an endless, boundless expanse of starlight threads, no longer the boundless darkness.

  All the starlight and photons that had previously shot forth from afar, and were still en route, had been 'pushed' by Boundary Obliteration — All Perish a full nine thousand light-years away before reaching this region of space.

  If one were to zoom out to a grander scale and look far into the distance, one would discover that the dazzling and colorful stellar curtain had suddenly transformed into a circle of absolute darkness, eight light-years in diameter, bordered by an incredibly smooth, fluid, and nearly perfect circular edge.

  That circle of darkness even 'separated' the luminous river traversing the sky into two distinct halves.

  To the left and right were brilliant, shimmering starlights, but the vast expanse in the middle was occupied by a colossal mass of shadow.

  A sight profoundly eerie, oppressive, terrifying, and soul-chilling!

  It was as if the entire universe had been instantly pierced through by Seraphine, forming an eternal, bottomless 'deep hole.'

  Outside the 'deep hole,' where Seraphine currently stood, if one wished to see the complete distant universe, one might have to wait another 9,000 years.

  Because 9,000 years' worth of light, shot forth from the endless distant stars, had been banished by Seraphine's single finger.

  "This, this, this, this..."

  All of Yuro's eyes sprang wide open, staring blankly at the darkness that filled his entire vision.

  "This is... this is... a deity descending upon the world?!"

  Yuro, who had lived a sheltered life, had never imagined that, in the span of a single day, he could continuously witness such powerful entities that shattered his entire understanding of reality.

  He looked at that 'vast dark cavern' piercing through the boundless universe, and an indescribably terrifying sense of suffocation suddenly rushed to his head.

  For some unknown reason, Yuro couldn't help but turn his head to look at Seraphine, observing the being he recognized as a deity.

  Precisely at this moment, Seraphine inadvertently turned her head and met his gaze.

  Their eyes locked.

  One gaze was panicked, like that of a trapped mouse.

  One gaze was profound, like that of a god.

  "No..."

  Yuro's mind instantly fractured.

  Suddenly, countless cells exploded one by one, followed by trillions of souls hidden within those countless cells also detonating.

  Finally, Yuro's pupils dilated and froze; he died instantly from sheer terror.

  He was literally scared to death by Seraphine.

  After Yuro's sudden demise, Godshell and Cadelon merely glanced at his rapidly decaying corpse, which was undergoing cellular annihilation, and then disregarded him entirely.

  Seraphine paid even less attention to the ant-like remains.

  Currently, her thoughts had shifted to her 【Three-Dimensional Exterior】.

  Or rather, she had moved her 'gaze' into a three-dimensional unit cell dimension residing 'within' her second body.

  In the vast void inside this profound, surging dimensional unit cell, the colossal Solar System now suddenly existed, operating slowly, step by step, just as 'it' had for billions of years in the past.

  The difference was that the Solar System had now left the boundless external universe, being housed within the form of a young but magnificent life form, destined for perpetual existence.

  It turned out that during that grand and awe-inspiring dimensional ascension process earlier, Seraphine, who was hastily ascending to the fourth dimension, had not forgotten this Solar System entity drifting in the void trillions of miles around. With a mere thought, she integrally transferred it into a newly born three-dimensional unit cell dimension within her second body, the 【Three-Dimensional Exterior】.

  Furthermore, during the transfer, she separated the Solar System entity from its previous abnormal configuration—hundreds or thousands of planets tightly clustered like a bunch of grapes—dispersing them into individual celestial bodies. She then 'rearranged' them back to their original configuration of eight planets orbiting the Sun in their respective trajectories, maintaining the normal stellar system's celestial arrangement.

  At that time, the entire process of the planetary torrent roaringly 'flying' into the gigantic three-dimensional unit cell and then reconstructing the Solar System amidst its rapid movement could only be described as magnificent and soul-stirring.

  The countless beings of Earth's civilization, who barely 'observed' this grand spectacle, were filled with nothing but overwhelming awe.

  However, once the awe subsided, the inhabitants returned to their normal routines.

  No one questioned the event, nor did anyone exhibit panic or fear.

  Because the innumerable and diverse beliefs held by Earth's people maintained that as long as the Empress was present, even if the universe overturned and the Milky Way perished, they themselves would remain completely unaffected.

  The Empress was the creator of all things; the Empress was the supreme deity.

  The vastness of the universe and galaxies paled in comparison to the Empress, not by a single measure.

  And after officially evolving into a four-dimensional life form, and having just briefly tested some of her own power, Seraphine then reconsidered her decision regarding the colossal Dyson Sphere array—whose scale was so immense it had to be calculated in astronomical units—and the massive energy star surrounded by layers of Dyson mechanical structures, which had previously existed within her Dimensional Pocket, moving them into the three-dimensional spatial dimension where her 'internal' Solar System resided.

  Hum ——

  Space-time fluctuated and inverted.

  Almost silently.

  Suddenly, the thousand-zhang Dyson gigantic structure and the colossal great sun at its center instantly changed 'worlds'.

  From the formerly boundless Dimensional Pocket, it instantaneously arrived at a position merely one thousandth of a light-year away from the edge of the Solar System within that three-dimensional dimension.

  Seraphine had, essentially, made these two star systems neighbors.

  Of course, they were 'neighbors' separated by nearly ten billion kilometers.

  As for whether containing two colossal star systems might feel a bit crowded?

  No need to worry; it was exceedingly spacious.

  Because to truly traverse that 'small' hometown 'alley' between them, even traveling at the speed of light, would take eight to nine hours.

  And the tiny spatial volume they both occupied was merely a drop in the ocean compared to the ultimate spatial capacity of the entire three-dimensional dimension.

  It should be noted that the one hundred and twenty-eight three-dimensional space-time unit cells that constitute the second body of the four-dimensional self-space are each incredibly massive cubic spaces with sides measuring 94 quadrillion kilometers long.

  Furthermore, generally speaking, within a star system, apart from the distant peripheral boundary's extended, continuous, icy asteroid belt region (the Solar System's Kuiper Belt), and the even farther regions beyond where colossal but extremely sparse nebulae form an interface (the Solar System's Oort Cloud), truthfully, only the innermost area—a flat, disk-shaped region spanning tens of billions of kilometers where various celestial bodies reside—holds true significance.

  For example, the typical single-star system: the Solar System.

  When Seraphine extracted 'it' from its original location to travel through the vast universe, she only transported all matter within a 30-billion-kilometer radius centered on it. The more distant regions, most of the Kuiper Belt, and the Oort Cloud, were left behind.

  If all the superfluous and excessively vast space within this 30 billion kilometers were completely discarded, and all the truly massive entities within the Solar System were gathered and 'compressed' into a single large sphere, its diameter would still be far from reaching 2 million kilometers.

  This is because the mass of the single sun alone accounts for 99.86% of the Solar System's total mass.

  Beyond that, celestial bodies like the eight planets, numerous satellites, dwarf planets, comets, and asteroids are, in terms of mass, nothing more than cosmic debris.

  True interstellar space, the authentic cosmic spacetime, is perpetually empty, sparse, and dim.

  Therefore, as long as Seraphine willed it, even within a single three-dimensional unit cell, she could completely 'stuff' in dozens of millions of star systems, and moreover, these star systems would still maintain extreme spaciousness between each other.

  In an extreme scenario, if each star system were neatly 'arranged' in the form of disk-shaped stellar cells, a single dimensional unit cell would be sufficient to contain the hundreds of billions of star systems that comprise the entire Milky Way.

  As for the possibility of severe gravitational pull and interference due to overcrowding many star systems, for Seraphine, a divine existence who could be considered the lord of the force of universal gravitation, a mere thought could dissolve it into nothingness, which proved extremely effortless.

  It can only be stated that the current universe, to Seraphine, has completely transformed into an overly expansive yet exceedingly fragile playground.

  Countless stars in her hands possess no more durability than soap bubbles.

  Even terrifying black holes can no longer pose the slightest threat to Seraphine.

  She can manipulate them as she pleases, torment them as she desires.

  And the boundless universe has zero capacity for resistance; it can only submissively lie down and endure her trampling and manipulation, continuously reshaping itself into Seraphine's desired 'form.'

  Boom ——

  Space-time fluctuated.

  After neatly arranging and 'displaying' the thousand-zhang Dyson gigantic structure, she then shifted her 'gaze' toward the Dimensional Pocket, which had been completely emptied.

  "It has become obsolete."

  Seraphine instantly decided to completely abolish it.

  For her, the Dimensional Pocket was, after all, merely a crude fabrication derived from the 'Hephaestus Box,' an otherworldly form of Witchcraft.

  Its principle of existence and operational logic were rather vague and inferior. Furthermore, its inherent attributes leaned toward subjective fantasy; one could say it was a simulated space constructed purely dominated by mental energy and spiritual will.

  Tracing its underlying principle, it was merely utilizing the minute and fragile spatial wrinkles of the present world as a bridge, traversing real matter alongside illusory information, relying on a silent Sentience Realm's primary body to construct a space approximating false spacetime.

  In essence, it was not significantly different from the myriad dreamscapes formed by accumulated information within the Projected Layer.

  It was only in terms of structural integrity and methodical orderliness that it was far more complex and robust than the latter.

  Therefore, the Dimensional Pocket as a whole was greatly influenced by the Sentience Realm and was not one hundred percent secure.

  Therefore, since there was now a superior option—a portion of the three-dimensional unit cells uniquely belonging to her own physical form—this Dimensional Pocket no longer held any reason for existence.

  Severing the 'pillar' that sustained its existence, allowing it to collapse and dissolve, would be sufficient.

  No sooner thought than done.

  Seraphine immediately began to deconstruct the fundamental principles of the 'Hephaestus' Box' in reverse.

  First, with a mere thought, she neutralized the spatial distortion existing within the present world.

  Next, she shattered the mental energy 'pillars' supporting its entire architectural framework.

  Finally, she severed the elusive 'bridge' it had established connecting her consciousness to the Sentience Realm.

  Rumble rumble rumble ——

  In an instant.

  Within Seraphine's boundless mind—residing in her four-dimensional Primordial Soul—cascades of virtual torrents surged forth, powerful enough to annihilate countless ordinary souls, an overwhelming wave of psychic illusions.

  Though these layers of virtual ripples lacked physical form or discernible energy, they possessed a destructive capacity against the structural integrity of all beings' souls that was nearly absolute. Even the slightest leakage into the external universe would trigger a chain reaction of interstellar civilization-level cataclysms.

  Simultaneously, deep within the Sentience Realm, positioned 'far' beyond physical reality and closely linked to the collapsing Dimensional Pocket, a sudden turmoil erupted. It generated wave after wave of roaring fluctuations that pierced through the Projected Layer and the Symbolic Domain, impacting areas spanning tens of millions of miles.

  This fluctuation, constantly surging and traversing at speeds reaching 100,000 times the speed of light across the tens of billions of kilometers of the Sentience Realm, actively erasing all specific or vague informational structures, was so intense that even Godshell and Cadelon, situated 'far' out in the physical universe, couldn't help but turn their heads left and right in confusion, launching powerful mental probes to scour the vast starry expanse around them.

  In reality, although the Dimensional Pocket's 'origin' was quite rudimentary and crude, it was, after all, a construct that Seraphine had thoroughly comprehended, analyzed, and evolved to an exceptionally high degree.

  Therefore, quantitative change resulted in qualitative change.

  The excessively colossal volume of the Dimensional Pocket meant its destruction would inevitably cause violent and severe repercussions across numerous dimensions of the vast grand universe: time, space, matter, energy, and information.

  Under this combined destructive force, even a Stage Ten Overlord would perish instantly, leaving no opportunity for survival.

  Thus, Seraphine, positioned 'at the epicenter' of this pincer attack, immediately endured an invisible, terrifying impact—one detached from the material world, yet potent enough to shatter and obliterate the magnificent soul of a Stage Ten Overlord.

  Rumble rumble rumble!!

  In an instant, strange ripples and chaotic waves surged both inside and outside the vast physical universe.

  Layers upon layers of perilous anomalies, measurable in millions of kilometers, either grandly immense or bizarrely unimaginable, continuously materialized in the void surrounding Seraphine.

  If a planetary fleet were to traverse this area now, it would instantly plunge into a terrifying scene akin to an 《Event Horizon》 reinforced countless times over.

  At that juncture, legions of phenomena—darkness, distortion, strangeness, and bloodshed—would descend with a sneer, swiftly terminating all one million crew members of the entire fleet, leaving not a single survivor.

  However, this localized disturbance was utterly inconsequential to Seraphine.

  It couldn't even stir the slightest ripple of emotion within her.

  Nevertheless...

  "Hmm?!"

  Seraphine, seated calmly amidst the colossal storm of chaotic information, her eyes suddenly erupted with divine brilliance.

  At this precise moment, she detected a trace of a Sentience Realm fluctuation that was infinitely more 'profound' than the Symbolic Domain.

  Seraphine immediately exclaimed in surprise: "The Sentience Realm actually possesses more than two layers?!"

  Boom!!!

  In an instant, an incomparably vast and magnificent Divine Will shot forth from her Primordial Soul, shaking the cosmos, and piercing deeply into the Sentience Realm.

  Whoosh ——

  The Divine Will, powerful enough to obscure countless stars, exploded across large sectors the moment it entered the Sentience Realm, tearing through the two known realms and vaporizing endless streams of information, creating vast regions of 'nothingness'.

  Clang clang clang clang clang!!

  Like an ancient giant dragon soaring through the cosmos, Seraphine's Divine Will instantly blanketed and scoured the area countless times over.

  No findings.

  It was as if that single trace of anomalous Sentience Realm fluctuation... was merely a phantom.

  The Divine Will, having found nothing, immediately retracted back into Seraphine's Primordial Soul in the present world.

  "It cannot be located?!"

  Her expression remained detached, her gaze even more so.

  Hum ——

  Space-time vibrated.

  A large area of glowing patterns etched across Seraphine's forehead immediately flared with divine light.

  The Eye of Transcendence had been activated!

  In an instant, layer upon layer of endless, countless parallel realities, calculated with terrifying precision, materialized within Seraphine's boundless hyper-dimensional 'vision'.

  Bypassing the need to examine these explosively numerous parallel space-times.

  She rapidly directed the activated Eye of Transcendence on her forehead, 'gazing' towards the endless, innumerable Sentience Realm streams, which resembled trickling rivers and brooks, traversing the deep fissures of endless reality.

  Seraphine meticulously and swiftly investigated each of those distinct Sentience Realm streams.

  Since the number of parallel realities is infinite, the corresponding number of Sentience Realm streams is, naturally, also infinite.

  Therefore, Seraphine could only thoroughly investigate the streams that were relatively 'proximal' to her and visible within her hyper-dimensional 'viewing range'.

  One hour later.

  Everything remained the same; she had not uncovered a single clue.

  "It cannot be an illusion; it must be concealed somewhere."

  Seraphine decisively turned her hyper-dimensional 'gaze' towards the region situated 'above' three-dimensional reality.

  This was because, in this flat universe, all additional spatial dimensions beyond the familiar three-dimensional spacetime had collapsed into the Planck domain; consequently, no macroscopic, high-dimensional worlds could exist.

  However, Seraphine shifted her probing 'gaze' towards the zenith of the entire Grand Universe.

  She 'looked' toward the 'exterior' of that minuscule, existing macroscopic three-dimensional parallel reality.

  Immediately, Seraphine witnessed a scene of immense grandeur.

  Within her 'vision', among the endless, countless three-dimensional realities, there was only one instance that existed concurrently with a four-dimensional macroscopic reality positioned above it.

  And among the endless, countless four-dimensional space-times, there was only one that existed with a five-dimensional macroscopic reality standing superior to all the four-dimensional layers.

  Concurrently, after the population of five-dimensional realities became endless and countless, there existed only a singular entity possessing a six-dimensional macroscopic reality, positioned above the myriad of five-dimensional realities.

  Now, in Seraphine's hyper-dimensional sight, which had further evolved after her ascent to true four-dimensionality, the entire Grand Universe revealed itself as far more complex and indescribable, structured in successive tiers.

  With her computational prowess, she perceived that the sheer quantity of three-dimensional realities was boundless, simply too numerous to tally.

  As previously noted, above the extremely vast number of three-dimensional realities, a macroscopic four-dimensional reality barely managed to solidify its existence. Accumulating from rarity towards abundance, this too manifested in endless, layered tiers.

  "Truly magnificent."

  Seraphine concentrated her 'sight,' discovering that this Grand Universe resembled an incomprehensibly colossal Pyramid.

  At the broad base of the pyramid, three-dimensional space-time extended infinitely.

  And four-dimensional space-time, which was infinitely less numerous than its three-dimensional counterpart, was also infinite.

  Just as with the three dimensions, it appeared that once the foundational count of four-dimensional space-time reached a sufficiently gigantic threshold, a five-dimensional space-time would then consolidate and establish itself above.

  It wasn't limited to just three, four, or five dimensions.

  Within Seraphine's 'vision,' every fundamental stratum of this colossal Pyramid followed the identical pattern, tier upon tier.

  Above endless three-dimensions stood a four-dimension; above endless four-dimensions stood a five-dimension; above endless five-dimensions stood a six-dimension; above endless six-dimensions stood a seven-dimension; above endless seven-dimensions stood an eight-dimension; above endless eight-dimensions stood a nine-dimension; above endless nine-dimensions stood a ten-dimension.

  Like an enormous Pyramid, the Grand Universe seemed to encompass an infinite multitude of parallel space-times at every dimensional layer.

  However, peering through the Eye of Transcendence, Seraphine vaguely sensed that the endless four-dimensional and endless five-dimensional space-times appeared desolate and quiet; let alone signs of life, even concrete matter was sparsely scattered.

  At first glance, the endless space-time of the fourth layer and the endless space-time of the fifth layer resembled two stretches of infinitely vast, infinitely towering, and infinitely long tombs, silent and still, utterly devoid of vitality.

  "Ah?!"

  Suddenly, Seraphine looked upward and 'saw' that above the endless three, four, and five dimensions, the equally countless six-dimensional space-time actually contained vast and vibrant life forces.

  Looking further beyond the sixth dimension, the Eye of Transcendence could not perceive clearly.

  She only knew that the seven, eight, and nine-dimensional layers of parallel space-time were infinite, but whether they were teeming with activity like the sixth-dimensional space, or barren like the fourth and fifth, remained unknown.

  Her 'gaze' moved upward.

  Until the apex, the tenth dimension, which even Seraphine's Eye of Transcendence could only 'see' vaguely, almost like mist, appeared to be just one singular entity.

  Yet, even that solitary tenth-dimensional space-time seemed unimaginably colossal, bordering on inconceivable.

  Just by barely observing it with the Eye of Transcendence, Seraphine felt that it appeared infinitely more immense than the combined infinite space-times of the three, four, five, six, seven, eight, and nine-dimensional layers.

  And Seraphine, deeply immersed in her 'sight,' suddenly comprehended.

  It was as if, long ago, she had fleetingly 'witnessed' infinite dimensions, which seemed to exist beyond the tenth dimension, seemingly outside this very Grand Universe.

  And at this moment, Seraphine's Ocean of Knowledge, which had also evolved following her dimensional ascension...

  No! It was the Cosmic Intellect!

  In a corner within the 【Cosmic Intellect】—that universe of information constructed from endless knowledge deep within her Primordial Soul—

  A 'Comet of Wisdom,' formed from the core memories of Witch King Mycenae, suddenly fractured with significant cracks, erupting a large shard of shattered memory data, a 'Minor Planet.'

  Whoosh ——

  Stimulated by this event, the Eye of True Revelation and Chaos Calculation immediately activated autonomously. Relying on these newly emerged memory fragments, they rapidly deduced segments of information, which appeared in Seraphine's mind:

  【The Projected Layer and Symbolic Domain, or the outer boundary of the Sentience Realm, act as an imposing barrier, obstructing the final communication and interaction between material reality and the Sentience Realm.】

  【Mycenae originated from the furthest limit of the Sentience Realm.】

  "The very end of the Sentience Realm..."

  Seraphine's pupils contracted slightly, and she mentally questioned, "What manner of place is that?"

  Buzz buzz buzz ——

  The Eye of True Revelation and Chaos Calculation frantically absorbed the residual memories of the Witch King.

  After completely absorbing all of them and accelerating their operation, they finally deduced a new piece of information after more than ten seconds:

  【The Idealistic World —— Realm of Phantasm】

  "Idealistic? Realm of Phantasm?"

  Seraphine's expression was puzzled. She sat calmly in the vast universe, her eyes slightly narrowed, "Could this so-called terminus of the Sentience Realm... be a domain purely governed by idealism?"

  Is this world fundamentally idealistic or materialistic?

  Based on Seraphine's extensive observation and continuous study.

  She believed that this physical material universe she currently inhabited possessed a fundamental tendency toward dialectical materialism.

  Although she hadn't deliberately engaged in tedious, minute research, Seraphine, during her long journey of traversing and perceiving this Grand Universe, had naturally generalized and summarized several of her own conclusions.

  That is, idealism and materialism are not entirely contradictory opposites.

  Starting from her own perspective, she combined the reflections garnered from countless beings across numerous civilizations, summarizing six distinct types of cognitive frameworks: three idealistic and three materialistic.

  First, Vulgar Idealistic Cognition:

  'I' exist, therefore the universe exists; 'I' cease to be, the universe perishes.

  Second, Vulgar Materialistic Cognition:

  The material universe is the sole objective reality; 'I' am merely an insignificant component within it. 'I' deny the intrinsic nature of consciousness and reject the concept of free will.

  Third, Subjective Idealistic Cognition:

  All concepts within the material world are entirely dictated by 'my' senses and the inherent limitations of 'my' brain structure.

  Fourth, Mechanistic Materialistic Cognition:

  The material world itself adheres to fixed laws; the universe operates mechanically based on these established rules. Although 'I' can summarize these laws through logical induction, 'my' subjective awareness cannot alter the universe's operating principles.

  Fifth, Objective Idealistic Cognition:

  The brain structure 'I' utilize to perceive the material world and the brain structure 'I' use to comprehend 'my' own brain are fundamentally the same structure.

  Therefore, 'my' internal self and external self share a high degree of logical commonality and structural similarity; 'my' external reality and internal landscape can thus be governed by a consistent set of logic.

  'My' perception of the material world is predicated upon certain foundational assumptions and concepts, and this conceptual layer is shaped and determined by the ongoing process of 『'my' active engagement with the external world』.

  Sixth, Dialectical Materialistic Cognition:

  'My' perception of the material world stems from specific fundamental assumptions and concepts, which are determined by 'my' external environment and lived experiences.

  Concurrently, 'I' can, through symbols, rules, and tools, synchronously represent 'my' understanding of various natural or artificial phenomena within the context of practice.

  'I' continuously refine 'my' comprehension of the material world through ongoing practice. In this dynamic process, 'my' hypothesized worldview of the external reality often undergoes groundbreaking transformations. Practice serves not only as the standard by which 'I' verify truth but also as the crucial backdrop that gives rise to truth itself.

  Seraphine situates herself precisely between the fifth and sixth types of cognition.

  "So this so-called Idealistic Domain..."

  She looked toward the boundless, bottomless cosmic chasm ahead, murmuring thoughtfully, "By what principles does it operate?"

  Instantly, within Seraphine's 【Cosmic Intellect】—that universe of information formed from endless knowledge deep within her five four-dimensional Primordial Souls—countless 'Knowledge' star clusters immediately began to flicker ceaselessly, continuously projecting countless bursts of inspirational brilliance.

  Since her transmigration, in the process of rapid evolution, Seraphine has not only experienced various explosive changes in her physical form and soul, but her modes of thought have also been continuously leaping and evolving.

  From the earliest stage, purely memory-based and entirely lacking in technique, to the 【Palace of Thought】 which integrated all computational power to maximize intellectual potential, and then further to the even more complex, profound, and immensely potent 【Ocean of Knowledge】.

  Seraphine's thought patterns are undergoing transformations incomprehensible to mortals at every passing moment.

  The Ocean of Knowledge is immensely powerful, especially in deducing cutting-edge technological problems and calculating cosmic rules; its efficiency is extraordinarily high.

  Coupled with the Eye of True Revelation and the increasingly potent Chaos Calculation, her pursuit of science, under the combined action of these elements, is nearly an unhindered path.

  However, ultimately, although the Ocean of Knowledge had touched the zenith of mortal intelligence, at its 'core,' it could not entirely circumvent Seraphine's prior cognitive limitations as a three-dimensional entity.

  But after successfully condensing the 'Delusion of Love' and thereby thoroughly ascending into the 'Superhuman' Spiritual realm, Seraphine's methods of thinking underwent a visible and drastic transformation, rapidly advancing toward a grander and more magnificent trajectory.

  It was only at that precise moment, after achieving the status of a four-dimensional life form, that the 'Ocean of Knowledge' within Seraphine's Primordial Soul—akin to a flatland nation—finally leaped into 'Outer Space,' experiencing an 'Explosion of Knowledge,' expanding to become a 【Cosmic Intellect】 resembling a true three-dimensional universe.

  Within it, every comprehensive system of knowledge transformed into colossal, radiant stars, constantly emitting countless beacons of insight.

  Inspiration, rushing forth like stellar light, would intertwine and collide with each other in stellar electrical dances, birthing two, then three, shooting out yet more brilliant lights of inspiration, flying through the boundless unknown, joyfully surging toward another colossal star, thereby releasing yet further illumination.

  Thus, endless inspiration ceaselessly boiled, flickered, intertwined, and collided within the vast Cosmic Intellect.

  This process continuously propelled Seraphine's perception of this Grand Universe; her absolute certainty regarding her own power in terms of scope, magnitude, and depth; and her command over all facets of matter, energy, information, space-time, and dimensions of the external universe, improving every single minute and second.

  Hum ——

  However, perhaps the available clues were too sparse, and the information erupting from Mycenae's memories was too chaotic and fragmented. Consequently, after a long period of intense deduction, Seraphine ultimately failed to secure a clear, definitive answer. She was left only with a vague and uncertain conjecture:

  【The Realm of Phantasm might be an Idealistic World where individual perception completely overrides external reality, and the material laws of the universe have utterly forfeited their authority.】

  【The Realm of Phantasm is entirely isolated from the real world. Under rare circumstances, fleeting rifts between the two realms may appear. Perhaps the Witch King managed to escape into the real world through precisely such a rift.】

  【If a life form from the real universe wishes to enter the Realm of Phantasm, they must either discover a dimensional crack or gain entry through some unknown 'Method of Entry'.】

  "..."

  "Troublesome enough. Let us conclude this investigation for now."

  Seraphine slightly shook her head. "I had originally hoped to gain insight into an evolutionary framework distinctly separate from the real universe. Why must I still rely on painstaking effort, enduring time just to wait for Mycenae's core memories to fully dissipate?"

  "Presumably, that fragment of memory must contain the so-called 'Method of Entry'; otherwise, being so inherently weak, how could he possess the credentials to infiltrate the real universe?"

  Having reached this conclusion, Seraphine gently raised her hand and waved, immediately retracting Godshell and Cadelon—who had been quietly awaiting orders beside her—into a superficial three-dimensional unit cell dimension, before she stepped out.

  Whoosh!

  As Seraphine executed this movement, the space-time continuum spanning a trillion kilometers around her suddenly began to warp extremely violently.

  The countless brilliant stars spread across the boundless cosmos instantly blurred, transforming into innumerable flickering trails of light swirling around her in a dizzying, ceaseless dance.

  Swoosh!

  The step concluded.

  The entire universe instantly snapped back to its normal state.

  Seraphine now stood on the surface of a desolate, fiercely burning rocky planet.

  Looking upward.

  The previous red giant star had vanished, replaced by an orange main-sequence star.

  She had, with a single casual action, traversed hundreds of trillions of kilometers, arriving at an entirely new star system.

  This was neither warp travel nor passage through a Real Number Channel.

  Rather, it was a fundamental capability inherent to a high-dimensional being: a profound manipulation of the deep structural fabric of space-time itself.

  It resembled a super, super high-tier iteration of One Step Beyond.

  "To break through to the fourth dimension, every ounce of my accumulated foundation has been entirely expended."

  Seraphine slowly sat cross-legged upon the ground.

  In an instant, the entire surface of the planet abruptly burst forth with endless green vegetation, accompanied by the sounds of butterflies and birds.

  Amidst the birdsong and blooming flora, Seraphine looked up and declared serenely:

  "I require more knowledge, more angles of perception, more sparks of genuine wisdom."

  According to the Cosmic Intellect's statistical analysis and calculations, each time Seraphine ascended another dimension, her strength and the very essence of her life force received an explosive augmentation.

  This type of 'explosion' would be even more intense and profound than the attribute surge experienced by a Martial Saint Grand Realm master pushing open the Heavenly Gates layer by layer.

  Correspondingly, ascending dimensions again would increase the difficulty explosively.

  If the entire process of evolving from four to five dimensions were divided into 10,000 increments.

  Then, all the collective knowledge amassed by countless beings from Earth Civilization, Zciya City, the Mercury Empire, and the Agate Clan, from the highest to the lowest echelons, might not even constitute one single increment.

  The term 'Knowledge' here does not merely refer to the evolutionary systems and proprietary military and civilian technologies possessed by various races.

  Frankly speaking, unless it originates from the unknown technology of some inscrutable god-level civilization—such as probabilistic manipulation technology—the so-called core technologies cherished by ordinary interstellar civilizations are, to Seraphine, now a genuine four-dimensional entity with complete mastery over the grand unification force, no more significant than a pile of discarded street garbage.

  The 'Knowledge' Seraphine craves refers more specifically to the total sum of the outcomes derived from intelligent life's exploration and synthesis of both the material world and the spiritual realm.

  She firmly believes that true knowledge inherently transcends any distinction of good or bad, superior or inferior.

  There are only differing directions and contrasting angles of perception.

  That is to say, the Dao permeates all things within the universe, and resides within every entity across the vast, mundane world.

  The ultimate truth of the cosmos exists equally within the grand and spectacular, as well as in the small and humble.

  Furthermore, possessing sheer volume of knowledge is insufficient on its own.

  Wisdom is also a vital necessity.

  The wisdom required to sustain and effectively operate vast troves of accumulated knowledge.

  The term 'wisdom' used here does not merely refer to baseline intelligence.

  If intelligence is defined as one of the essential capacities for a living being to adapt to and modify its external environment—a crucial element of what might be termed 'survival capacity.'

  Then wisdom is something that fundamentally transcends these conventional measures.

  Speaking of definitions.

  In fact, all entities that can legitimately be termed intelligent life possess a unique, intrinsic ability.

  A potent faculty that distinguishes them from all non-intelligent life forms.

  This ability is the power to observe all aspects and phenomena in the universe, and subsequently, to define concepts.

  Love, kinship, friendship, family, marriage, society, nation, justice, iniquity, nobility, humility, tranquility, conflict, sanctity, corruption...

  These endless concepts lack tangible physical forms in the material realm of the Grand Universe; they only manifest in this vast world because intelligent life assigns definition to them.

  Concepts can never be exhaustively enumerated, generalized, or precisely described using rational figures.

  They possess no mass, no density.

  They hold the potential to be both 'existence' and 'non-existence.'

  They can simultaneously be real and unreal.

  Although the description may sound esoteric, concepts are fundamentally quite simple.

  Concepts are, at their core, shared fabrications collectively accepted by innumerable beings.

  Essentially, they are narratives that everyone is willing to subscribe to.

  Whether practical concepts like banks, currency, and wages, or abstract ones like honor, justice, and crime, all are defined by intelligent life and affirmed by the masses.

  This very ability to construct and propagate stories was the magical artifact by which early modern humans were able to overcome the Neanderthals—who boasted larger brain capacities and superior physical strength—ultimately dominating Earth and fostering the development of a modern industrial society.

  Naturally, invention, creation, and the progression of civilization are themselves concepts.

  If one explores and researches from the perspective and perception of intelligent life as the central focus.

  Then whatever is discovered, invented, or engineered will possess inherent meaning and gain collective acceptance from the multitude.

  Every intelligent life form will inevitably utilize itself as the primary subject through which to perceive, cognize, and contemplate this world.

  Therefore, it can be asserted that intelligent life forms discerned numerous physical laws, and on this foundation, they invented and manufactured countless technological artifacts.

  Finally, they birthed numerous civilized societies constructed upon the basis of narrative agreement.

  However, if one abstains from exploring and understanding using intelligent life as the central reference point, then no inventions, creations, or civilizational development truly occur.

  Everyone is ultimately engaged only in the relocation of matter.

  This interpretation is also valid.

  This universe operates without absolute right or wrong.

  Wrong can become right, and right can become wrong.

  Even the concepts of 'right,' 'wrong,' and 'absolute' are established definitions bestowed by intelligent life.

  Things possess no inherent, absolute meaning a priori.

  So-called meaning is merely a fluid designation conferred by intelligent perception.

  Concepts and meaning, pursuits and dreams.

  So ethereal, so empty and void.

  Yet, these very 'voids' and 'emptiness' have propelled intelligent life from weak, insignificant primitives, through relentless hardships and dangers, to ultimately evolve into a Milky Way Overlord capable of dismantling stars and entire realms.

  They have propelled a low-tier civilization, struggling to even launch chemical rockets, to evolve into a god-level civilization capable of shattering the Milky Way.

  And what Seraphine seeks is the foundational source behind all of this—the sparks of wisdom scattered from that essential trace of Spirituality residing deep within the souls of all beings.

  Every single thread of Root Spirituality possessed by all beings is an unreplicable, unique variable.

  Only by acquiring these variables can Seraphine gradually assimilate infinite diversity, infinite richness, infinite dynamism, and infinite modes of cognition.

  Thereby propelling Seraphine from four dimensions to five, and ultimately reaching ten dimensions.

  "The count of my subjects is now insufficient; it no longer suffices to fuel my evolution."

  Seraphine slowly rose from the verdant, abundant earth, her gaze piercing through the planet's thick atmosphere, looking far into the dense cosmos beyond the sky, as if perceiving vibrant and intelligent interstellar civilizations.

  She suddenly smiled brilliantly:

  "I intend to shepherd all beings."