Yulian saw only that within the Inspiration World, Liu Shuang's Primordial Spirit seemed about to leave her body, because another consciousness was fighting for control of her Physical Body.
"Stupid dog, quickly use your consciousness to connect with your master's Primordial Spirit!"
Yulian shouted at Liu Shuang's spirit hound, using her own consciousness to guide it.
The spirit hound immediately quieted down and connected with Liu Shuang's Primordial Spirit at once. Through the hound's consciousness, Yulian also sensed the state of Liu Shuang's Spirit Sea.
Inside Liu Shuang's Spirit Sea, it was like a raging ocean churned by a hurricane. Countless shattered fragments of thought rose and fell amid violent currents of energy, while the spirit hound's pure and loyal consciousness became a warm, steadfast stream of light that pierced through the chaos of the Spirit Sea.
Wherever that stream of light passed, it was like a gentle comb, carefully smoothing the frenzied vortices of energy and gradually soothing the spiritual power that had been crashing into itself.
Liu Shuang's scattered primary consciousness was like a lost traveler hearing a familiar bell. A faint thread of self-awareness struggled out from the chaos, like someone long asleep trying to open her eyes.
That sliver of awareness was like a spark, instantly igniting her instinct to survive. Her Spirit Sea, which had previously been able only to passively endure the sorting, now seemed to have found its backbone and began responding from within.
Guided by the awakening primary consciousness, the remaining chaotic vortices rapidly settled. The scattered fragments of thought, as though they had found their way home, gradually dissolved back into their proper places or were actively dispersed by the primary consciousness.
Seeing this, Yulian immediately severed her consciousness link with the spirit hound. After all, her Primordial Spirit was too