At that very moment, within the Mindscape Wasteland, Li Chen's consciousness sank into a state of profound and unfathomable mystery.
He was actually aware of the many upheavals outside, as well as Immortal Emperor Xuanling's, Shen Longcheng's, and the others' urgent desire to communicate with him. He had even contacted Mei Xuan during the brief intervals when he was lucid.
But what no one had anticipated was that he, too, was gradually entering an indescribably strange state. His thoughts and consciousness seemed to slumber, and his autonomous spirituality seemed to stagnate, interweaving with the space and time of the outside world.
The Mindscape Wasteland already possessed the ability to invert yin and yang and throw space and time into disorder. This was an instinct of living consciousness.
According to certain scientific theories, as well as the conclusions Li Chen had drawn from his own research, time and space were meaningful only once a frame of reference had been established. Without anything to serve as a reference, discussing them in isolation was meaningless.
Thus, it was not that Li Chen refused to answer them. Rather, his power had become thoroughly entangled with those Immortal Coffins, blending, contending, and attempting to influence one another.
As these struggles deepened, he could no longer even contact Mei Xuan or Heavenly Pivot. He could only devote all his energy to the Immortal Coffins before him.
Li Chen could sense the terrifying power contained within these Immortal Coffins. Before they had truly opened, the Era Calamities sealed inside were already exuding an exceedingly ominous aura. Those remnants of bygone ages, steeped in decay and ruin, were like rotting flesh, seeking to infect the present Myriad Heavens as well.
But just as a corpse still contained organic nutrients capable of nourishing life, they did indeed contain Great