Even the divine soul of an ant has its corresponding conscious fluctuations, this is the meaning of existence for a living being.
Where exactly is this person's memory hidden, could it be all lurking within his origin's three souls and seven spirits?
Or is his divine soul power so strong that I cannot probe it, but if that's the case, I wouldn't have been able to siphon any of his divine soul power.
"Isn't it? I seem to exist as if I'm nonexistent."
He waved his hand, with a peculiar smile on his face.
"At the origin of my memory, there are some impressions. It seems like at that time, I was like you, dreaming a distant dream."
However, when the dream dispersed, reality was found to be in ruins.
Go, I really don't want to kill you, this is my final warning.
He collapsed back onto the reclining chair, staring absent-mindedly at the distant blood moon.
Ethan Smith felt a shiver all over, his divine soul moved quickly to vanish from the spot.
