"You..."
"You..."
"How... how is this possible!"
The Spirit of Minglou's voice was filled with disbelief.
He realized he could no longer move.
Yet the Minglou Consciousness, which he considered far weaker than himself and had frequently suppressed, suddenly began to swell!
Not just a little.
But a billion little increments at once!
In the blink of an eye, it had grown over a hundredfold!
"I was so close."
"Why did you have to court death like this..."
"If you hadn't insisted on courting death, I wouldn't have needed to return early..."
"If I hadn't returned early, with another few hundred or thousand origin cycles of tempering from you, I would very likely have taken that crucial step and become a Ruler."
"It's all your fault."
"You just had to court death."
Heavenly Venerable Minglou's voice was filled with helplessness and the frustration of seeing iron fail to become steel.
"You..."
"You didn't die?!"
"Impossible!"
"That's impossible!"
"Back then, when you divined the grand course of events, you disturbed that great existence, and that great existence cast a glance at you!"
"How could you possibly have survived?!"
The Spirit of Minglou's voice was filled with disbelief.
That great existence was supreme above all, a taboo of the Endless Void.
Yet Heavenly Venerable Minglou hadn't died?
"Well, weren't you there?"
"Have you forgotten how you came into being?"
Heavenly Venerable Minglou spoke indifferently.
The Spirit of Minglou's pupils contracted.
He remembered.
Originally—
He had been the spirit of Minglou Divine Mountain.
But when Heavenly Venerable Minglou disturbed that great existence and received a glance from it...
He had stood in front of him.
And so—
He had been corrupted by that great existence, becoming who he was now!
But he remembered clearly.
Although he had stood in front...
Ming Lou had