In an instant, countless mad whispers rang in Xu Xiaoan's ears.
She frowned. Her mental barrier filtered out most of the noise, leaving only a single word echoing over and over:
Unification...
As [Formless], Xu Xiaoan knew perfectly well what that word meant.
If she agreed to Unification, she would be fused back into It.
When she was separated again, she would most likely be strengthened to an utterly outrageous degree—but by then, she probably would no longer be herself.
Sister Mian and Sister Meng Yao had gone through so much trouble to give her an independent, lucid soul. How could she possibly agree?
"No, no..."
Xu Xiaoan murmured, instinctively trying to pull away from It, every inch of her brimming with resistance.
Strangely, once she clearly expressed her refusal, the whispers abruptly stopped.
An eerie deathly silence fell over the void.
That Black Sun hovered quietly, neither angry nor disappointed.
Xu Xiaoan could clearly feel Its gaze resting upon her, yet It did nothing at all.
Like a loving father indulging every willful act of his daughter, or like someone patiently waiting for her to change her mind.
Strange. Why does this feel so familiar... Is it because our powers come from the same source?
After a moment of silence, a streak of black light flew out from the enormous Black Sun and shot straight toward Xu Xiaoan!
Her pupils contracted as she prepared to dodge.
But the black light was too fast. In the blink of an eye, it sank into her brow center.
Xu Xiaoan's consciousness shook violently, and countless fragmented scenes flashed before her eyes:
A universe at the dawn of Chaos, worlds dying and shattering...
They were vast in number and a complete mess. Fortunately, they did not assault her mind. They soon contracted and