The World Allowed Consciousness to Match New Containers, but Not Containers to Gather Dispersed Consciousness

The next moment, the entire black-and-white world completely began to rewind.

Everything around Shrek Academy began reversing without end, staging a miracle that defied all worldly common sense.

The withered yellow leaves scattered across the ground broke free of gravity and floated upward, precisely slotting themselves back into the gaps on fresh branches. The decayed leaves visibly changed from dry yellow to deep green.

The drizzle that had just fallen from the sky instantly returned to the dark clouds overhead. The wet ground became dry in the blink of an eye, as if it had never rained.

As for the frozen Shrek teachers and students below, their states were even stranger. The smiles that had just blossomed across everyone's faces gradually vanished in an eerie manner.

Then, countless figures moved in neat, synchronized steps, absurdly moonwalking backward like Michael...

Tang San stood rigidly in place, his eyes fixed on everything before him that overturned his understanding. The shock in his expression gradually turned into numbness and bewilderment.

At that moment, he was like a puppet on strings. His body was beyond his control, passively retracing its steps with the reversed flow of time. No matter how he circulated the inner force of the Mysterious Heaven Skill and his Soul Power, he could change nothing.

This was not an illusion, yet Tang San desperately wished it truly was some bizarre and fantastical dream!

Was this something a seven-ringed Soul Sage could do? What kind of heaven-defying Martial Soul was this?

More than that, Tang San discovered in horror that even his memories were gradually receding!

The time-stop phenomenon he had just witnessed, the bizarre centaur-like form of "Made in Heaven," the shock of those seven Spirit Rings—all of it was slowly being stripped from Tang San's mind, as though he had