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Although Chen Xiaojun still could not pinpoint through introspection exactly where that cocoon lay hidden in his sea of consciousness, his intuition-that sense of a bond of flesh and blood-told him with overwhelming certainty that it was there!
The state of this "Great Siming" cocoon was exceedingly peculiar.
It originated from the system or a spiritual treasure and possessed pure, immense divinity, yet its essence was more like the shell of a deity waiting to be "activated" or "restored to its rightful place."
Drawing on the countless novels he had read in his previous life and his own perceptions, Chen Xiaojun vaguely surmised that this Great Siming's spiritual awareness might currently be clouded, possessing only a foundation of divinity without any true humanity or conscious intelligence to guide it.
It required some form of "anchoring"-using Chen Xiaojun's own existence, will, or some ritual as a catalyst to summon back or reshape its spiritual awareness, thereby weakening the immense Heaven and Earth Rules' rejection and suppression of that divine power, ultimately turning it into a powerful, controllable ally.
In this world of deities, the Douluo Continent, people's faith would deepen the traces of the deity's existence and advance the process of its "return."
He firmly believed that the "Lesser Siming" within Xiao Yi must be in a highly similar state, the two being opposite sides of the same coin. This was precisely what lay behind the vague yet pointed conversation he had had in the carriage yesterday.
And Xiao Yi had not denied it.
Now, Xiao Yi's upper soul nest had once again closed without warning, its gates tightly locked. Could this abnormality be related to yesterday's forced invocation, which might even have disturbed the