Miss Gourd, who had been happily playing a four-player online game, froze for a moment. Discovering the abnormal change in Zhang Ming, she hurriedly abandoned the game and sucked in the World Tree's flowerpot from beside her.
She anxiously took control of the World Tree. The little tree glowed faintly, continuously consuming Source of the World to pull Zhang Ming's awareness back.
Fortunately, Zhang Ming's sea of consciousness was indeed resilient enough, having endured the ravages of Unreality Disorder, countless experiences along the way, and innumerable joys and sorrows.
The reality anchoring provided by several civilizations also offered him a measure of assistance.
He struggled to hold on, trying to maintain the stability of several rules.
Only in the third hour of meditation did the "Black Hole" in his mental world finally begin to stabilize.
The two supernatural abilities, "Eye of Space-Time" and "Soul Burning," became two streaks of red light rapidly orbiting the mental black hole.
Firmly held by the Black Hole's attraction, they struggled incessantly. To avoid being sucked in, these two unruly Demon God rules had no choice but to supply greater power.
Meanwhile, the Demon God rules kept the Black Hole's power in check, leaving it unable to overturn his mental world.
"Good, the Black Hole has stabilized. Just one last step!"
Gritting his teeth, Zhang Ming cast his innate talent, "Attribute Conversion," into it, slowly bringing it closer to the Black Hole.
Every hair on his body stood on end, his mind intensely focused.
"Attribute Conversion" resembled a ball of golden light, less than a tenth as powerful as a Demon God rule.
Ordinarily, if the golden ball of light approached the "Black Hole," it would have been devoured without a trace.
But now, the "mental black hole" was merely a product of his simulated