At that moment, the Sixty-Four Gilt Characters suspended deep in Chen Cuo's heart shone brightly.
They held down the Frenzied Thought that was merging with his true self.
Like ripples, the Frenzied Thought circled the Mind Daoist, ring after ring.
The Daoist had lost his former unearthly air. Wearing an Evil Ghost mask, he now radiated a trace of brutality.
Pitch-black liquid dripped from the helmet, threatening to engulf the Daoist's body, but the Sixty-Four Gilt Characters and Chen Cuo's Dao Heart held it at bay.
Chen Cuo's mind was thus poised on the brink of contamination without yet being truly contaminated.
"Such arrogant thoughts were mine to begin with. There's nothing shameful about them. Perhaps I came to think this way because I encountered so much information in my previous life, coupled with a touch of pride. But I'm releasing them now not to relive the past, but for the Myriad Manifestations of my previous life that came with the Frenzied Thought!"
Chen Cuo naturally remembered his Previous Life, but human memory had its limits. Things he had not deliberately memorized, or that had left only a faint impression, often vanished soon after a glance.
The shadows of the Myriad Manifestations accompanying the Frenzied Thought were different.
The Frenzied Thought was Chen Cuo's and represented his previous life, but under the successive influence of the Evil Ghost, the Gourd, and the Dream Marsh, it had condensed into a crystal. Within it lay the many-colored sights of his previous life, including impressions and memories imprinted in his heart after no more than a glance, or even a passing sweep of his eyes.
In his previous life, his eyes, ears, and nose had constantly gathered things from the outside world and projected them into his heart. He could not remember them