Hao Ren slowly opened his eyes and found himself standing in a strange place.
He still remembered what had happened before—the battle with that bizarre "Giant Brain," and why he was seeing these strange scenes before him. Thus, he could say with absolute certainty that everything before his eyes was an illusion, and that illusion might have come from the "Giant Brain."
An endless crimson ocean stretched into the distance. There were no mountains, no land, and no islands. As far as the eye could see, there was only this blood-red sea, gently rising and falling. It even dyed the horizon red, making the sky—which should have been pale and chaotic—take on a faint crimson hue. Hao Ren looked down at his feet and found that he was standing on seawater as well... No, "standing" was not the right word, because when he lowered his head, he could not see his legs. In this world, he seemed to have been reduced to a pair of eyes. He had no idea what kind of perspective he was using to observe everything, and even in the seawater below, he could not see any reflection connected to himself.
Hao Ren focused his thoughts and discovered that he could move through this strange world. However, his speed seemed very slow, as though he had become an ungainly, clumsy floating creature.
He knew that the "Giant Brain" in the real world had probably stopped moving. Through some inexplicable connection, he could sense that his hand was still touching the "Giant Brain's" tentacle and that his mind had merged with it. Faced with this state of connection, its powerful mental attacks were completely helpless. Like a malfunctioning machine, it could only stiffly allow Hao Ren to intrude into its ancient world of memories.
Hao Ren lowered