Diving back through Lockmadon's memories was an unpleasant process. Countless fragments from unimaginably distant eras were jumbled together, interspersed with all kinds of bizarre visions. Even a brief glimpse of some of them would place immense pressure on a person's soul. Hao Ren did not know whether this was because the fragments of its soul were severely damaged or because Lockmadon's strange life form caused it to perceive and remember things differently from humans. In any case, he saw countless indistinguishable things amid the chaotic information. After that tiny bit of orderly memory at the very deepest level, almost everything else was a chaotic, incomprehensible fragment.
But after careful examination, these chaotic, incomprehensible fragments could still provide some information.
Based on Hao Ren's judgment, Lockmadon had actually spent an extremely long time with the Creation Goddess. At the beginning of time, the Creation Goddess had been a bewildered, ignorant being, and Lockmadon had been the same. On the extremely lonely and monotonous original Founding Star, they had spent a very long time developing their respective minds. Even when they embarked on their first expedition to explore the stars, that growth was still far from complete.
They had ventured deep into space without being prepared in the slightest.
And they had gone on more than one such expedition.
Among the most indistinct memories, whose order was the most jumbled, Hao Ren saw Lockmadon and its "mother" flying over the orbit of the Founding Star. He also saw them wandering through the pitch-black, frigid reaches of space, clumsily attempting various methods of rapidly traversing the universe. They had once nearly plunged headfirst into a sun—or perhaps they had already plunged into it—only for the Creation Goddess to directly alter the causality of that failure with her bizarre, unfathomable divine power. They had