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Although Chen Xiaojun still could not use inner sight to accurately sense which corner of his sea of consciousness that cocoon was hidden in, that intuition, that feeling as if it were connected to his flesh and blood, told him with absolute intensity that it was right there!
This "Da Siming" cocoon was in an extremely special state.
It originated from the system or a spiritual treasure and possessed pure, vast Divine Power, but in essence, it was more like a divine shell waiting to be "activated" or "returned to its place."
Based on the vast number of novels he had read in his previous life, combined with his own senses, Chen Xiaojun vaguely speculated: this Da Siming might currently be spiritually ignorant, possessing only a Divine Foundation but lacking true humanity or intelligent will to guide it.
It needed some sort of "anchor"—using Chen Xiaojun's own existence, will, or some kind of ritual as a catalyst to recall or reshape its spirituality, thereby weakening the rejection and suppression imposed by the vast Heaven and Earth Rules on this Divine Power, ultimately turning it into a powerful, controllable aid.
In Douluo Continent, this world of gods, the faith of the people would intensify the traces of Her existence and advance the process of Her "return."
He firmly believed that the "Shao Siming" inside Xiao Yi's body was definitely in a highly similar state, two sides of the same coin. This was also precisely the root of that vague yet pointed conversation he had had in the carriage yesterday.
And Xiao Yi had not denied it.
At this moment, Xiao Yi's Upper Soul Nest had once again closed without warning, its nest gate tightly shut.