Yan Hui said, "This universe has boundaries."
Zhuge Hong had also said something like this before.
"Where is the boundary?"
"It is where there is a boundary."
"That sounds meaningless."
Yan Hui said, "Throughout the ages, many heroes and legends, after reaching a certain stage of cultivation, encounter such boundaries. Long ago, people called breaking through this boundary ascension. But now, after the ascension path was severed, the boundary has become a vast chasm, imprisoning people in the cage of fate. Anashituo calls such a universe the Small Thousand Worlds."
"So, does this mean there is a Great Thousand Worlds?"
Yan Hui shook his head, "I don't know." He looked at Fan Wubing, "I mentioned Anashituo, and I want to ask you, do you have the enlightenment spoken of in Buddhism?"
"What enlightenment?"
"The enlightenment to break through the limited boundaries of the Small Thousand Worlds."
Fan Wubing smiled and asked, "Does doing so require confronting the Heavenly Dao?"
