She Li did not stand on ceremony and spoke directly:
"It's simple. My core consciousness is too scattered. It has already become this vast desert of yellow sand. I need Your Majesty to use Divine Power to gather my true self together, so that I can reclaim control."
Chen Cheng frowned, then pointed at the sky.
"What about those versions of you? If I gather you like this, wouldn't that mean this breakthrough of yours has failed as well?"
Chen Cheng could see it clearly. The She Lis in the sky were all absorbing the Destruction Law within the lightning. This was precisely the sign that She Li's Dao Fruit was about to advance. If he interfered and ruined it now, he would inevitably interrupt this advancement.
And it was very possible that it would cast a shadow over his Dao Fruit, leaving him with no chance of advancing ever again.
"There's no time to worry about that. If they succeed in advancing and seize control of this subject's body, I fear they will become lawless and unrestrained, perhaps even endangering Your Majesty."
Chen Cheng understood. She Li had undergone a split in personality, and the personality that had become independent might not be the same She Li—the She Li he knew.
But at the thought of severing She Li's future path of advancement, Chen Cheng was unwilling to accept it.
It was not until the reflected light from the rainbow-colored glass crystals scorched out by the lightning in the desert stabbed into his eyes that he thought of a solution that would satisfy both sides.
"I won't help you directly, but I will pour every last bit of the Thunder Law into your Consciousness Realm and bring down a rain of lightning.
"When the time comes, just like these