This is an indescribable space.

It is not accurate to say that space is actually a space. It does not exist in real space. There is no time and no matter here, but it is the place where thinking is truly accommodated.

Consciousness, perception, and thoughts constantly intersect here.

Every corner of the space is filled with light, and the intense light is released in all directions like a flame, driving ever-changing colors and blazing temperatures.

The fire was constantly releasing, the flying flames, and the messy light entangled in the space like gaseous clouds.

The clouds evaporated in the hotter temperature, turned into strange shapes, drifted, disappeared, and melted into mist. The next moment, the mist also burned, turning into strips of dancing and changing light strips.

Qin Weibai thought all this was so beautiful.

In other words, the Lord of Samsara Palace thinks all of this is so beautiful.

She didn't know where this was.

At the beginning, it seemed that my consciousness had been imprisoned in this space filled with ethereal bands of light and exuberant fire.

There is no time or matter here, her perception completely disappears, and her thoughts gradually become silent. She is imprisoned in a daze, enduring almost eternal loneliness.

She didn't know how long that time had passed, it might have been a day, a year, or even tens of thousands of years. When she completely lost the concept of time, she saw a fat man here.

The fat man who called him sister-in-law said some random and incomprehensible words, and then left a test bed here.

Then just as suddenly as he appeared, he disappeared again.

So in the long period of time that followed, the Lord of Samsara Palace began to study the test bench. The fire and the dancing light strips that were constantly blooming around her were beautiful, but she had long been tired of seeing it. Although the test bench was boring, it was

Her only toy.

What is simulated on the test bench is the scene of the universe exploding and then collapsing back to its origin.

Repeated again and again, tirelessly.

The Lord of the Palace of Reincarnation had nothing to do and spent most of his time looking at the test bench in front of him in a daze.

She would occasionally move the few ornaments on the experimental table to make the process of the explosion and collapse of the universe simulated by the experimental platform become more unusual. Her consciousness would often be immersed in it, enjoying the joy of being in control of everything.

I don't know how long this time passed, but the test bed that seemed both illusory and real suddenly collapsed without any warning.

The source of this incident came from a wisp of flames floating around, or maybe a little spark. Little bits of light fell on the test bench, and began to disappear quickly without any sound, leaving no trace in the blink of an eye.

The Lord of Samsara Palace still remembers the scene at that time.

All the light burst out in an almost crazy manner, with a torrent of flames, and the blazing temperature that almost melted everything rose endlessly. Light and fire destroyed this space in the shortest time.

The most thorough cleaning ever.

The test bench that shouldn't be here was completely melted.

In the entire space, endless light and fire were boiling, and the consciousness of the Lord of Samsara Palace became the only thing in this space.

In the continuously boiling fire, the Lord of Samsara Palace saw an illusory road constructed of pure light and fire. That road extended under her feet and spread to endless and unknown distances.

She instinctively embarked on that path, but then found that she could not go forward.

She stood at the beginning of this road, unable to retreat or move forward.

It was as if there was a power originating from herself that restricted her actions, so her entire consciousness was frozen on the road where the firelight gathered.

Her consciousness, her memories, her feelings and her heart seemed to be completely fixed.

She clearly saw the road under her feet, and she couldn't wait to follow it to the unknown end, but she just couldn't move.

The endless firelight constantly changed into various colors and completely surrounded her.

The most terrifying flames were crazily burning all of Qin Weibai's consciousness.

The Palace Master of Reincarnation didn't feel any pain, all she felt was the stalemate.

That kind of stalemate that seems to last forever, to the end of the world.

The unknown flame seemed to be mobilizing all the power in the entire space and burning her spiritual consciousness.

And her mental strength also instinctively resisted the surrounding flames.

Her spiritual strength seems endless.

And the surrounding flames also never stop.

The surrounding space seemed to have completely solidified.

The erupting flames completely surrounded her, while her mental strength continued to resist.

Spirit and fire formed a strange tie, or a stalemate.

The illusory road and the unknown space began to become stagnant.

The Lord of the Palace of Reincarnation just stood on this road. The flames from all directions were unable to break through the spiritual power in her consciousness, and the spiritual power in her consciousness was also unable to break through the surrounding flames. That kind of mental power completely imprisoned her.

This seemed to give her the greatest degree of protection.

The consciousness of the Lord of the Palace of Reincarnation became more and more drowsy in this kind of confinement, or in other words, it became more and more...

calm.

She couldn't move, and all she could see was fire spreading everywhere.

She watched quietly, as if her entire consciousness was about to evolve into a fire isolated by spiritual power.

In the desperate loneliness, at a certain moment, the Lord of Samsara Palace suddenly heard a subtle voice.

“Do you feel breakthrough”

"I plunder the power of the Emperor God"

The intermittent sounds echoed in the unknown space, penetrating the firelight and penetrating her spiritual power.

"Now he my battery of constant meditation spiritual power instantaneous death"

There are still intermittent sounds, but the information gradually becomes complete.

"Don't care about that old dog. The chips are valuable and may keep him alive."

The voice became more and more familiar.

"My mental capacity will be a little tense under the circumstances. I would like to borrow some from you. Do you agree?"

"I agree."

"Okay, I convinced you."

One question and one answer, self-question and self-answer

The Lord of the Palace of Reincarnation seemed to realize something, and her consciousness that seemed to be merging with the firelight finally came to her senses.

This is your own voice.

Another own voice.

Is she borrowing spiritual power from herself to increase her mental capacity?

The Lord of the Palace of Reincarnation had just realized all this, but as she asked and answered her own question, I agree, the spiritual power that had been protecting her and preventing her from being devoured by the fire suddenly began to drain away rapidly.

The mental power that had been resisting the fire decreased rapidly, and in just a few blinks, the reincarnation palace master's mental power completely disappeared.

Her ability to hypnotize, or rather, all abilities in the spiritual realm, were completely transferred to another person at this moment.

The Lord of the Palace of Reincarnation lost her mental power, and her consciousness was completely exposed to the boiling fire around her.

No, the fire is no longer boiling

As her spiritual power disappeared, the surrounding firelight seemed to become softer as her spiritual power declined. When her spiritual power completely disappeared, the surrounding firelight suddenly became docile.

It was a burning fire, but to the Samsara Palace Master's perception, the violent streams of light and light bands around her seemed like the warm water in a bath, the temperature that made her feel most comfortable and relaxed.

She was still 'standing' on this road where the firelight gathered. After losing her spiritual power, the long-lost freedom seemed to rush towards her face. She just changed her mind and her body, which was purely composed of consciousness, was already on this road.

Floated a lot forward.

The breath of freedom comes with the roar of a lot of sounds.

In an instant, Qin Weibai felt that his body was blown into countless pieces.

Strictly speaking, she has no so-called body, she is just consciousness, and at this moment, it was her consciousness that exploded into countless pieces.

Her consciousness began to split continuously, first into two, then into four, eight, sixteen, and thirty-two

There was no end. It seemed that in just an instant, her consciousness split thousands of times, and her consciousness began to become smaller and smaller.

The fire is still burning.

The gentle flame seemed to have shattered every neuron in her countless times.

A large number of voices kept appearing in every part of her divided consciousness.

Cries, laughter, voices, noisy, subtle, clear, fuzzy, the same and different.

Endless sounds filled her every consciousness.

Her consciousness was still splitting. In a very short period of time, her consciousness seemed to be shattered into tens of billions, hundreds of billions or even many pieces. But no matter how her consciousness was divided, she could still hear a large number of

, different voices.
To be continued...