The crystal radiated a dazzling brilliance.
But at that moment.
Shen Ye uncontrollably began recalling his past.
Starting from-
His birth.
Being beaten to tears in kindergarten.
Copying someone else's homework for an elementary school test.
Being beaten to tears again in junior high school, being extorted in the restroom, and deciding to fight back after taking a savage beating.
Nearly being expelled.
From then on, beating the bully whenever he saw him, until the bully transferred schools.
His family falling apart when he graduated from high school.
Working to pay for school.
Studying, then going to work.
Step by step, rising from a salesperson to a top salesperson.
Finally being able to afford a month's worth of food.
Everything slowly getting better.
Every fragment of his life replayed in his mind, while everything outside had yet to move forward.
Just like-
His life flashing before his eyes before death.
-So am I about to die?
Even after fusing with the Chosen Crystal, I still can't defeat him?
Shen Ye felt somewhat unwilling to accept it, and somewhat dejected.
The memories continued.
His consciousness leaving Earth, entering the multilayered universe, and becoming the young Shen Ye.
Everything starting over.
Scene after scene.
As vivid as ever.
The atmosphere of death grew ever stronger, until Shen Ye could already sense that peculiar feeling of everything teetering on the brink of destruction.
No.
Even if I die, I have to fight with everything I have.
He tightened his grip on the Netherglow Blade, his eyes filled with resolve.
Yet at that very instant.
He noticed something was wrong.
Yes.
The Rewriter stood a short distance across from him, poised to attack.
But-
He had been preparing for far too long.
Or rather, in that instant, the speed of his thoughts had surpassed