Time flowed on.
The endless universe seemed never to have changed, still scattered with pinpricks of stars.
Yet at every moment, its finer details underwent extraordinarily violent change.
Countless civilizations rose and fell; countless sentient beings erupted with dazzling brilliance, enough to illuminate a stretch of the universe.
But in the end, they still inevitably guttered out, followed by eternal darkness.
Nearly all intelligent life explored one question: what kind of life could achieve eternity?
Perhaps deep within the universe, there was already an answer.
In a hazy daze, Su Hao's consciousness gradually awakened.
He first sensed his own body. A warm current surged from every part of his body to his brain, leaving him pleasantly warm all over, immensely comfortable.
The body's strength was also coming under his control.
Before long, Su Hao came to an understanding. I have successfully reincarnated once more and am gradually taking control of this body. As expected, it did not disappoint me. I, Su Hao, have successfully reincarnated again. This is luck, but also inevitable.
I can sense it—this body is incomparably powerful! For now, I should wait patiently, wait until I have fully adapted, until my mental power has completely returned.
The period just after reincarnation was Su Hao's most vulnerable time. One careless mistake could cause his consciousness to sink back into slumber.
I must lie low.
Su Hao stayed quietly in place, maintaining his original posture until his consciousness was fully awake.
Then he sensed something unusual.
My current physical state... feels a little off! My current posture... should be curled up, curled within a narrow space that confines my entire body. Why is that?
Could it be... I'm a prisoner?
After thinking for a moment, he quietly cracked his eyes open and surveyed his surroundings.
Yet he could see