Wa Wu opening his eyes proved that the joint project between the "Illusory Nightmare Clone" and the "Peerless Clone" had achieved phased results.
With such a concrete example, whether it was Tai Yu or the Illusory Nightmare Clone, both could make a fairly confident judgment:
The distinctive feature of the "Poison Seed" inheritance was most likely this—though the "Poison Seed" was essentially a Fantasy Species, it required a Leak Point Vessel sufficiently steeped in Faith Power and the corresponding laws.
With the right pairing of their information architectures and vital essence, virtual and real, they could move freely between the Material Universe and Mirror Spacetime, possessing maximum flexibility and sufficiently reliable power to intervene.
With this basic judgment in place, the approach to this twisted, chaotic Corpse-Burying Ground naturally shifted:
If every Awakened One placed here, dead or alive, had once been a vessel for successive inheritors of the Poison Seed, wouldn't that make perfect sense?
Wa Wu slowly sat up. The entire process was exceedingly sluggish, as though multiple heavy chains bound their body while forces tugged at them from every direction.
Tracing it back to the source, it all came from the other Awakened Ones... or rather, their incomplete corpses, in this twisted and chaotic Corpse-Burying Ground.
Those Awakened Ones did not actually bear them any ill will. They merely wanted to "tell" them what the act of "sitting up" should look like for a qualified member of the Corpse-Burying Ground.
Should they brace themselves with their hands? Which muscles should they use? Should their back be straight or bent when sitting up... There were dozens, even hundreds, of similar yet distinct versions, all with an overwhelming sense of presence. They clashed and fought with one another, nearly tearing Wa Wu's body apart.
Even a simple movement was