“Brothers and sisters of the Infinite Immortal Realms, hear me now as we stand on the cusp of a new era. An era where knowledge of the Paracausal Firmament, the realms, and the very fabric of our existence unfolds before us. We have mastered the powers of cultivation, transcended the boundaries of mortality, and gained dominion over the forces that shape our universe—but today, I speak not of the power we wield, but of the energy that sustains us all.
Everything we are, everything we touch, and everything we perceive is born of energy. It is the one absolute truth that governs all life. Whether you are immortal or mortal, a god or a simple cultivator, the one constant in all existence is energy, and in that energy lies change. Change, my friends, is the only thing we can ever be certain of.
Energy, in all its forms, is a force without beginning or end, a chaotic wellspring that fuels the growth of all life. Whether you eat, breathe, think, or cultivate, you are consuming energy. It is the fuel for your soul, your body, and your very thoughts. As energy flows, it does not merely exist in isolation. It moves through us, through the universe, feeding us, decaying, and rebuilding itself in endless cycles.
Decay—a word often whispered in dread, yet misunderstood—is not the end, but rather a necessary part of energy’s path. For as energy decays, it opens new paths for growth. Decay is not death but the force that creates the space for new life, new thought, new possibilities. This process, this ebb and flow, is time itself. The passage of energy and the transformation of energy—these are what we mortals call time.
But what if time is not the true constant? What if the nature of energy is beyond even our understanding of time? This thought has lingered in my mind for eons, and it is clear to me now that, from within the dimension of time, we only glimpse energy’s infinite potential. It is formless, it is boundless, and it is the very foundation of life and existence itself.
In every organism—whether a beast, a plant, or a god—there exists one simple trait: we are all consumers of energy. And through that consumption, we grow. The more energy we acquire, the more we evolve. This growth, however, is not limited to the physical body. It is the growth of the mind, the spirit, and even the soul. It is the unlocking of potential in all its myriad forms.
But this is where the mystery begins—what does energy become through us? Energy enters us, but what it becomes when it merges with the core of our beings, our DNA, is far from clear. DNA is more than just a blueprint of life. It is the chaos within order, the dance between the formless and the formed. Every living entity carries a unique DNA, not just as a biological marker, but as a cosmic imprint of their being. And we are more than living organisms—everything in this universe has its DNA, be it sentient or not. Matter, energy, and thought all have their essence, a code woven into the fabric of existence.
When you, a conscious being, stand before the universe and ask yourself, ‘Who am I?’ or ‘Why am I here?’, you are tapping into that energy. You are consuming the energy of thought, of experience, of life itself. And it is this self-awareness, this ability to observe and reflect upon your own existence, that allows you to shape your reality.
In the communities we build, we witness two extremes. Some grow in scarcity, in violence, where the fight for survival forces beings to become stronger, tougher, more resilient. Others thrive in abundance, where violence is no longer necessary, and beings can indulge in the luxuries of knowledge and joy. But whether born of struggle or ease, all beings are driven by one thing—the consumption of energy. And from that energy, we are all shaped, molded by our environments and the choices we make.
Now, what is energy to us, the conscious beings of these realms? It is food—food for the mind, food for the soul. Every thought, every experience, every emotion is a meal for your inner self. But not all food is good. Just as some food can nourish your body, so too can some poison your soul. You must guard against the poisonous food—those toxic ideas, those corrupt emotions—that seek to drain your spirit and make you less than what you are.
It is because of this that I say to you: Energy Science is the final and exact science. In energy lies all the answers. In energy lies your truth, your growth, and your freedom. You must understand that everything you experience, everything you learn, every thought that passes through your mind is a source of energy. Choose wisely what energy you consume. Choose wisely what energy you allow into your life.
We live in an era where the very fabric of the realms is changing. The Paracausal Era has brought with it new possibilities, new paths, and new dangers. As we ascend, as we grow stronger, we must remember that energy is infinite—and so, too, is the potential for destruction and creation.
The ancient battle of ideas may have shattered the firmament and split chaos into light and darkness, but energy is the constant that binds us. It is the reason why reincarnation and the observation of self persist in every culture, every world. As long as energy exists, so will life. As long as energy flows, so will the potential for growth, understanding, and enlightenment.
So, my friends, let us not forget the power of energy—the power that resides within each of us, the power that sustains us and guides us. Let us not fear the change it brings, for change is inevitable. Instead, let us embrace it. Let us consume it wisely, grow from it, and ascend beyond what we once thought possible.
Stay true to your inner child, the part of you that knows joy, that knows trust and freedom, and let your soul feast on the energy that nourishes your true potential. For in this new era, the choices we make will shape not only our fates but the fates of the Infinite Immortal Realms themselves.”
As Zui Tian’s speech echoed across the Infinite Immortal Realms, it didn’t just remain confined to the tavern where it was spoken. It was as though the very fabric of existence carried his words to every corner of the cosmos. The message wasn’t merely heard—it was imprinted into the minds of every being, from the highest god to the humblest mortal.
In the great cities of the Immortal Realms, to the quiet villages of distant mortal worlds, Zui’s words stirred a deep understanding. A sense of profound truth washed over everyone who heard, or rather felt, his speech. Reactions began to ripple across the cosmos.
In the Infinite Immortal Realm
The great sects and academies were shaken to their core. At the prestigious Void Temple, the sect’s Grandmaster, a being who had long pondered the mysteries of energy and the Dao, paused his meditation as Zui Tian’s words echoed in his mind.
“The final and exact science?” he whispered, eyes widening. “Energy… everything is energy.”
Around him, disciples—immortal and near-godly—fell to their knees, their minds overwhelmed by the sudden realization. Many had spent millennia cultivating their spiritual power, but Zui’s message opened new vistas in their understanding of the cosmos. Some saw visions of their own energy pathways shifting and evolving, while others felt their connection to the universe itself deepening.
Master Bai, a well-respected elder of the Heavenly Jade Sect, sat in silence after hearing the speech. He had long believed in the supremacy of cultivation techniques passed down through generations, but now he understood that cultivation was merely one path—energy was the true source of all things.
“The pursuit of power… was it all this simple?” Bai murmured to himself. “Have we been blind to the truth for so long?”
Among the Mortals
In the mortal realms, Zui’s words arrived like a soft wind, but their impact was profound.
In the small farming village of Yuanjia, an old man by the name of Wu Lao, who had never sought to cultivate or rise above his mortal life, heard the speech as if spoken directly to his soul. He stood in his field, staring at his crops, suddenly realizing that food—the crops he had spent his life tending—wasn’t just sustenance for the body. It was energy in its most basic form.
“We are all… energy,” Wu Lao muttered, feeling a strange sense of peace settle over him. He could now feel the connection between his life, the earth, and the energy that flowed through all living things.
In the bustling city of Liangzhou, a young scholar named Mei Xuan, known for his philosophical writings, stood on the steps of a local academy as the speech passed through his mind. He froze, feeling as if the universe had opened itself to him.
“The very act of thinking, learning, and experiencing… it’s all energy,” he realized. “It’s all food for the mind.”
He ran into the academy halls, seeking his colleagues, desperate to discuss the newfound revelation that had consumed him.
In the Abyssal Realms
Even in the dark, chaotic depths of the Abyssal Realms, where the forces of entropy ruled and the concept of balance was almost foreign, Zui Tian’s words reached.
The Abyssal Master, a towering figure of pure darkness and chaos, sat on his throne, his eyes narrowing as the speech echoed in his consciousness. He understood the primordial truths of energy more intimately than most, but Zui’s words about chaos and growth resonated deeply.
He clenched his fists, feeling the truth of it in his very essence. “Chaos… energy… life and death… all tied together,” he muttered, his voice reverberating through the vast halls of the Abyss. “Zui Tian, you fool, how long have you understood this?”
Across the Abyss, the lesser beings—demons, fiends, and other chaotic entities—felt an unfamiliar clarity settle over them. They were creatures of destruction, embodiments of raw chaos, but Zui’s words made them feel, for the first time, that they too were part of a larger cycle—a balance of energy that transcended even their destructive tendencies.
In the Godly Realm
High in the Godly Realm, the Divine King himself sat on his Throne of Authority, his usually calm demeanor cracking as he felt Zui Tian’s message reverberate through his mind. He had ruled the Godly Realm for countless eons, always believing in the supremacy of the divine order.
But now… something in Zui Tian’s words unnerved him.
“This… speech,” the Divine King muttered, his hand gripping the armrest of his throne. “Has he transcended even us?”
The gods, who once thought themselves the pinnacle of existence, now felt an unsettling shift. If everything was energy, then the divinity they held onto so tightly was simply another form of it. They were not the ultimate beings—they were merely part of the same endless cycle.
Goddess Lunaris, the Moon Goddess of the Elves, stood by her divine pool, her silver hair flowing like water. She gazed into the reflection of the stars, her heart heavy with the realization of how small even she was in the grand scheme of the universe.
“Even we, the gods, are bound by this cycle,” she whispered. “If we are not careful… we may lose our way.”
Among the Rising Cultivators
The speech resonated most powerfully among the newly ascended immortals and irregulars who had fought their way up from the mortal realms.
In the Dream Academies, where young cultivators were trained and educated in ways that transcended traditional cultivation, Zui’s words had a profound impact. Kai Ren and Mei Lan, two of the strongest students in Zui’s class, sat quietly after hearing the speech, contemplating its meaning.
Kai Ren clenched his fists, feeling a surge of understanding. “It’s not just about cultivation techniques or battle prowess… it’s about energy itself. It’s about how we use it, how we grow from it.”
Mei Lan nodded slowly, her sharp mind already racing with possibilities. “This changes everything. If energy is truly the final constant, then our cultivation is just one way to manipulate it. There could be countless paths we haven’t even discovered yet.”
In the Far Corners of the Cosmos
Even in the forgotten corners of the universe, where ancient races like the Devils, Dragons, and Phoenixes resided, Zui Tian’s speech ignited a spark. Beings who had once thought themselves isolated and obsolete now felt a new purpose stirring within them.
The Dragon King, deep in his lair, felt the shift in the cosmos and grinned. “It seems the realms are waking up. Perhaps it’s time we dragons show them what true mastery of energy looks like.”
The Phoenix Matron, ever regal and composed, gazed into the flames of rebirth with new eyes. “Energy is eternal, and so are we. It is time for us to rise again.”
Across the cosmos, from the highest heavens to the darkest depths, Zui Tian’s speech had left an indelible mark. The Infinite Immortal Realms would never be the same. His words had unlocked something in the minds of gods, immortals, and mortals alike—a realization that the true path forward was not in power or dominance, but in the understanding of energy itself.
And as the Paracausal Era unfolded, the beings of the cosmos would find themselves on a new path—a path of growth, understanding, and freedom fueled by the one constant that could never be denied: energy.