The sensation of their souls completely merging was exquisitely wonderful—almost beyond words, in some ways even more intense than that between a man and woman. Especially after trying the fusion many times, it became addictive, impossible to let go.
Chen Rui was currently immersed in this **, and for some reason, today's sensation seemed even stronger than before. His soul was nearly losing itself when Ben Hong's voice rang out in time. "Gather your mind. Let us comprehend the power of the origin of creation together."
Chen Rui took a deep breath, focused his mind, and spread out the power of his fused soul. He sensed the aura released by the Book of Creation, continuously verifying it against his own power of creation through the memory imprints of Deep Analysis.
The power of the origin of creation within him kept changing. It was like a "seed" that began to sprout and grow, changing from a "tender shoot" into a "sapling," then slowly growing step by step into a "great tree."
In the past, once the final stage of the "great tree" taking shape was reached, the condensed origin power would begin to collapse, always falling short at the last step.
Today, however, everything seemed especially smooth. The great tree's trunk had already fully grown, and it was rapidly putting forth branches and leaves without the slightest sign of collapse. If it could be fully formed, he might comprehend the complete origin of creation and undergo a qualitative transformation.
The branches and leaves of the "great tree" began to grow lush, leaf by leaf, while that hazy sensation of "origin" became clearer strand by strand.
Yet at the very instant the "towering tree" was about to take complete form, Chen Rui's soul power could no longer sustain that delicate state. Signs