The entire building.
It seemed to have become a Haunted House, shrouded in gloom as it rapidly began to disintegrate, collapse, and crumble from the most basic structural level.
The damage occurred extremely quickly.
And it was incredibly thorough.
It far surpassed the destruction caused by the first strike of the Giant Axe.
At the same time.
Jiang Qiao's body was also erased from this world like a pencil sketch wiped away by an eraser.
Even though he was within the Sea of Thunder.
Even though he was protected by the Divine Firmament Thunder Seal.
He still could not escape!
In an instant.
He felt as though he had become weightless, as though he had separated from his Physical Body and was drifting toward an unseen yet clearly perceptible unknown world.
Then.
Everything before his eyes grew increasingly dark, as though he were rapidly passing through a dark tunnel.
At the end of the tunnel.
There seemed to be light.
Throughout this process, he experienced a sense of great liberation, great freedom, and great joy—a pleasure surpassing every happiness and delight in the human world, reaching an inconceivable level of bliss.
This feeling was addictive.
It made him long to continue forward, longing to pursue that light.
Because his instincts told him.
All happiness came from the place where the light was.
The light.
Was the meaning of everything!
It was also while passing through this tunnel that Jiang Qiao seemed to start dreaming, or perhaps he was watching a movie from a third-person perspective. The movie was familiar, much like his life.
Yet it was also somewhat different.
In many crucial areas, it was completely different from the life in his memories.
Some places were blank.
Extremely vague.
Gone in a flash.
There should have been something there originally...