Within the light orb, scenes can be seen: the marketplace of Chentang Pass, the walls of Xiqi, the Mount Tai of Yin Jiao's Divine Enthronement, and women weeping in the midst of war. These scenes are not static; they flow, change, and simultaneously present different possibilities.
On the day Xiqi City fell, Ji Fa might have died or might have escaped; Yin Jiao might have revitalized Shang Tang or might have failed and died; the old woman whose bracelet was stolen by a soldier may have despaired and died, or might have survived.
All possibilities exist simultaneously.
"Four-dimensional prototype." Tathagata slowly stood up, the Dharma Image behind him beginning to automatically gather Buddha Power, "You're too bold."
"I have to be bold." Nezha's voice was calm, but cold sweat was already seeping from his temples, "In a three-dimensional world, there's only one path; if you take the wrong one, you can't turn back. I want to give this human world more choices."
