The bottom of the clock space is exactly the same as what I saw last time, turning into a black mud, and the silver clock's case also became a little rusty, as if it had become old under the erosion of time and time.

Fang Xiu was wearing a pure white robe. He didn't even know if he could call it a robe. He felt like a piece of white cloth surrounding him, just like a saint in the legend or the image of God in the Bible.

"Is this the true nature of my soul? Do I subconsciously think that I am a god? Or God?" Fang Xiu suddenly felt a little funny and thought to himself.

At this moment, the white cloth on Fang Xiu's body became a little dirty, and his body was also eroded by black, and there were spots of mold.

A large amount of black power flowed up like smoke, looking like ink splashing in landscape paintings. The black smoke like fog was surrounded by. Fang Xiu, who had no idea what this was, suddenly understood at this moment.

It seemed as if he had meditated and deepened his connection with the silver clock, he could even feel the silver clock being passed or told him.

"This is the backlash of the world. The punishment for me to break the rules is also from the power of the original rules of the world."

Fang Xiu could feel that this power was powerful and terrifying. If the silver clock was not suppressing it, he would have probably been wiped out.

Fang Xiu looked at the silver clock. At this moment, it had just hanged down from the sky. A silver chain tied it to it and fell down from the sky. Fang Xiu looked up and could only see a vast white area on it. He didn't know where the silver clock came from, nor what it was above the vast white.

The clock swayed and swung. It was originally a three-dimensional structure, but when it swung, it suddenly turned sideways. Fang Xiu suddenly realized that it seemed to have become a flattened paper clock.

After that, the paper rolled and compressed, forming a silver vortex. The beautiful silver vortex expanded, occupying the white clock space, and then approached Fang Xiu and swallowed Fang Xiu in.

Fang Xiu felt a dizzy moment, and his soul seemed to have returned to his mother body. In a daze, he seemed to have received a piece of information from the depths of his soul, just like his natural origin and ability.

"Soul control!"

It took a long time before Fang Xiu woke up from the silence.

Awakened from the dream, Fang Xiu suddenly opened his eyes. In just a moment, Fang Xiu felt as if ten thousand years had passed. He felt as if he was imprisoned in a cage that he could never escape, and almost trapped there forever.

"What's going on? Where did I enter? What did I see?"

Fang Xiu sat on the bed, and the sandalwood beside him was still burning quietly, as if the time Fang Xiu had just spent in the clock space was just an illusion.

"Soul control?"

Fang Xiu raised his head. At this moment, Fang Xiu's eyes had completely turned into a silver clock, and his pupils had disappeared. He could only see the scale and the hour hand rotating the lump, and it looked like it was emitting an eternal light.

However, Fang Xiu discovered that his perspective had become a strange angle at this moment, just like the previous reset of death, when he retreated from the real world to the clock world.

In his eyes, the whole world turned into black and white, and all the buildings and matters were left with only lines and structures.

Fang Xiu was clearly sitting in the room at this moment, but his eyes saw outside the room and the entire city.

He saw that there were countless fires in the entire Weigang City, just like the lights of thousands of families. But Fang Xiu knew that what he saw was not a fire at this moment, but—

"That's the light of the soul! I saw the souls of everyone."

He got up from the bed and stood on the ground, with the silver light flowing in his eyes, just like the most dazzling and beautiful gem in the world.

"It turns out that in this demonless world, life also has souls."

Fang Xiu lowered his head and saw the saint ring on his neck. The light it emitted was as dazzling as a sun. Judging from the magic light it emitted, it was not much different from the soul light that Fang Xiu saw.

"Are the power of magic and soul the same? Or, these two powers are both one and two sides?" Fang Xiu seemed to have some insight into the so-called extraordinary power, magic and soul for a moment.

Fang Xiu's eyes just noticed the Saint Ring, the beautiful and shocking magic light, enough to make anyone lose their minds.

But at this moment, his eyes opened to the maximum in an instant, and he was not staring at the so-called saint's ring, but under his feet.

He could hardly imagine everything he saw, only seeing a huge existence that occupied the entire horizon, as vast as a sea of ​​light, occupying his entire eye. Compared with it, the light of the Ring of Saints was like the difference between the firefly of rotten grass and the bright moon.

Fang Xiu could not see clearly how big it was. It had no boundaries and no end. Fang Xiu was like a tiny particle of dust falling on its surface.

The vast wave of souls is rising and falling on its surface, and countless soul lights remain on it, and everything in this world is rooted on it.

It is the mother of all things, it is the truth of civilization, and it is the source of life.

Fang Xiu could feel warm white light coming out from the ground, passing through him, making him feel extremely intimate and warmth.

The dazzling light was enough to make people lose all their vision in an instant, but Fang Xiu didn't blink for a moment, as if he didn't even care about even being blinded by the dazzling light.

"So beautiful! So beautiful!" Fang Xiu felt that all the beautiful things he had seen were in front of this sea of ​​light at this moment. Its beauty overshadowed everything in the world, and it was indescribable and difficult to describe.

"What the hell is this?"

The huge soul light, like an eternal soul wave, spread to any point in the horizon, occupying the entire world.

Fang Xiu stood on it like this, as if standing on the boundless ocean of light.

"This is?"

Fang Xiu seemed to suddenly think of something or feel something, and felt a trembling all over his body, even his hands trembled, and his spirit was greatly impacted.

"Gaia Consciousness!"

Fang Xiu's eyes were lost and he said this sentence word by word.

Fang Xiu felt that he had seen the origin of the world, the origin of life and the truth of everything.

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Fang Xiu closed his clock eye for a long time and withdrew from the senses that were as good as God's perspective.

However, the scene I just saw still caused a strong impact on Fang Xiu, crushing and shattering all his original worldview and everything he knew in books since childhood.
Chapter completed!