The physical body was the vessel of the soul, while consciousness was the vessel of the soul. Once the physical body collapsed, the fragile soul would be easily erased, and consciousness would vanish like smoke dispersing in thin air.
Even after cultivating to the Saint Soul Realm, the Immortal Realm, or even becoming a life-form of a high-grade world, it was still the same.
In this world, only Cong and Evil God could escape this restriction. Their consciousness would never perish, and now Luo Zheng and Evil God had become members of that group as well.
Within the Origin Point of space, there was no concept of space and no concept of time.
All matter was compressed onto an infinitely tiny Origin Point. The pressure was infinitely great, and no life-form could survive under such pressure, yet the consciousnesses of those who had been downgraded had not been extinguished.
"Ha-ha..." "I'm not dead!"
"I am the ultimate ruler!"
The downgraded one believed he had won the gamble.
He had achieved his ultimate goal: downgrading the world into the No Thought World and surviving within it.
He would possess this world, including all the matter and energy within it.
Yet in this infinitesimal space, everything was so tightly packed, consciousness included. He tried to sense his surroundings, though within the Origin Point there was no concept of "surroundings," because everything had already fused into one.
The instant he sensed it, he detected a familiar aura.
"Cong!"
"You're alive?"
The downgraded one was truly startled.
"Surprised?" Cong countered.
"I..." The downgraded one was of course surprised. Having only him crouched within this cramped Origin Point was already enough—why had another "Cong" come along? Moreover, "Cong" was so close to him, as if she had already become one with him.
When the downgraded