Until he went against the direction of the universe's expansion, searching for the origin of the universe, hoping to solve his problems with the universe's most profound secrets.
This is something that no other life form could do, but it was effortless for him.
Distance, space, time, environment...
These rules, which severely restrict the lives of other races, meant nothing to him.
He is like an observer outside the rules, a life not born under the rules of the universe.
He can do anything if he wants to.
When he appeared at the beginning of the universe, he stopped.
There are no endless planets here, nor are there complex rules; there is only a brightly lit optical drive passage, as if waiting for something.
As consciousness enters the CD drive aisle, and passes through the CD drive aisle...
On the other side of the corridor was surprisingly a very ordinary room!
Sofa, table and chairs, kitchen, bedroom, bathroom...
He had seen these things on many inhabited planets and was very familiar with them, but he never expected that at the very beginning of the universe, it would just be an ordinary room.
That's ridiculous.
At that moment, my entire worldview collapsed in my mind.
All the knowledge he possessed crumbled before this ordinary room.
"You've come."
The sudden sound startled the Void Consciousness. He had been wandering in the universe for so long, yet no life had ever been able to sense him. He never expected to be sensed here.
Who are you? Where are you?
His consciousness clung tightly to the CD drive tunnel, ready to escape immediately should any danger arise.
This place is eerie.
"Don't ask who I am. Look carefully around this room and think about who you are first."
The consciousness looked carefully at the room, and the more it looked, the more familiar it became, even giving off a sense of home, a feeling of intimacy it had never experienced while wandering the entire universe.
"Is this my room?"
"Good."
"Then who am I?"
"Don't be afraid, you can look around the room. Maybe after a few more glances you'll remember who you are."
Faced with a room where he could figure out his identity, the void consciousness left the optical drive passage and searched for clues in every corner of the room, observing carefully.
He saw many books in the bookcase.
The Book of Changes
How the Steel Was Tempered
Mathematics, Ninth Grade, Second Volume
Three Hundred Tang Poems
The Three Character Classic
Olympiad Mathematics
There were no names on them, but when I looked through the contents, they felt incredibly familiar. Even just seeing the title brought the entire book to mind.
He saw many photos in the frame, each with a missing piece. He seemed to recognize everyone else, but the most important one was missing.
He realized that the missing person in the photo was himself!
His gaze swept quickly across the room, and a flood of memories, long buried deep within his mind, suddenly surged forth.
There were babbling, reciting sounds.
There's a sense of frustration and anger from being trapped by math.
There was laughter and cheerful conversation during the meal.
He remembered, he remembered everything that had happened in that room.
Do you remember who you are?
The void consciousness standing in the center of the room manifested a body, its gaze shifting from confusion to light.
"I am Leo, Leo, a human from Earth, Leo, a wizard, and Leo, a being from the Shadow World."
"Congratulations, you've found yourself again and haven't lost your way in the Supreme Lord." The voice echoed in the room.
"And who are you?" Leo asked.
Why don't you take a guess?
"When I was promoted to level six last time, the last voice I heard was yours. If I'm not mistaken, it's me, and I am you."
"You got it right! It's me, as smart as ever."
"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."
Leo sat on the sofa, a position he used to love most.
But as the Earth shattered, everything he had was destroyed, and this room became a scene locked deep within his memory.
If he could, he wouldn't want to be a wizard; he'd rather return to his original life, even if it wasn't happy or joyful, it would be better than a life of wandering without a sense of belonging.
"Although you are me, you don't exist in my memory. Tell me, when exactly were you me?"
"Is it possible for you to show yourself so I can see what you look like?"
Leo skillfully pulled out two bottles of mineral water from under the coffee table, drinking one himself and leaving the other for his other self.
He remembered everything; his immense power allowed him to examine his memories from the embryonic stage, and indeed, there was no memory of another version of himself existing.
"Thank you for the water, but I'm sorry to disappoint you, I can't drink it."
"I cease to exist long ago; only a sliver of my consciousness remains here, waiting for your arrival."
"I am you from your previous life, you only came into being after you died," said the other Leo.
Leo drank the mineral water in one gulp. Although the explanation was a bit unexpected, it didn't surprise him too much.
"It seems I'm not without connections or backing after all; it's as if my entire life has been preordained."
"Born on Earth, Earth was captured and torn apart by the Wizard World, I became a wizard, and that's how my life went on."
"No wonder I became the most powerful Stigmata Wizard in the Wizard World. It was all part of your carefully laid plan. You must have been quite something before you died, at least level eight, right?"
Leo had sensed something was amiss with his fate as early as level three. Sometimes things went too smoothly, successes came too easily, and the probability of encountering top-tier treasures like cosmic-level artifacts was far too high.
Even the Supreme Lord, dozens or hundreds of Supreme Lord, wouldn't encounter as many universe-level treasures in their entire lives as he has in just a few thousand years.
This is very abnormal.
Whether you look at it from a probability standpoint or from the perspective of his level, everything points to something abnormal.
Moreover, his Shadow Talent is so abnormally powerful that it has deviated from the normal life form.
However, Leo did not feel any aversion to this; compared to the masses, his fate was already quite good.
Why not try less?
He's not the kind of stubborn person who insists on relying solely on himself and refuses any external help.
"Not level eight, but level nine, the highest level of existence in the universe."
In his previous life, Leo's tone revealed a hint of smugness.
Level nine is the ultimate level of the universe.
He had every right to be proud; this was the first level nine expert Leo had ever heard of, even if it was a dead one.
"Don't think of me as too powerful. Even a level nine cultivator doesn't have that much power to interfere with their own reincarnation destiny. At most, I just eliminated a few bad options for you at the turning points in your life. The main reason you've gotten this far is because of yourself," Leo from his previous life comforted him.
"So can you tell me, in what ways did you change my fate?" Leo asked curiously.
He didn't care about his altered fate, because the past was irreversible, but he also wanted the ability to set his own destiny.
Such a powerful ability is unheard of and unseen; it is highly likely that only a level nine ability could achieve this.
Moreover, he was genuinely curious to know where his fate had changed and whether it was as he had guessed.
"Are you sure you want to know?"
"I really need to know."
"Okay, the direction you fell when the Earth shattered, the time your soul was torn apart in the Black Tomb World, and the appearance of Xiao Qi when you reached level three—these are the three main turning points in your fate. There are a few other less important ones, but they are insignificant and can be left unmentioned."
What would my fate be like if you didn't intervene?
"You died when the Earth shattered; there was no afterward."
"..."
Leo never imagined that his life should have ended when the earth was destroyed. Thinking about it, it makes sense; it would be a miracle to survive such a disaster.
It's not normal to die if you can't survive.
"You just mentioned Xiao Qi? Is he the Little Bookworm No. 007 in the Hundred-Page World? The one I first met when I was in Level 3?" Leo suddenly sat up straight, another mystery solved.
"That's right, the ' Record of Laws ' was my weapon in life. When I died, I tore it apart and scattered it throughout the universe, just to leave it to you."
"Then why didn't you just leave it for me? Why did you have to tear it up?" Leo asked, puzzled.
"Aren't you overestimating yourself? If you don't tear it apart, you won't be able to use it at all with your current strength."
In his previous life, Leo Xi showed no mercy and mocked Leo without any restraint.
"You're right."
Leo was speechless. It was indeed true. Each of the seven small treasures was a cosmic-level treasure on its own, and their power was multiplied many times over after they were combined.
After the fusion, even a level seven Supreme Lord would probably not be able to use it freely, let alone someone who hasn't even reached level seven yet.
This explains why the Seven Little Ones never submitted to anyone else. Even though the Tower of Elements tried every means to win over the Xiao Qi, they couldn't move their hearts. But as soon as he appeared, all the little guys obediently submitted.
They must have sensed a familiar presence.
But he wasn't quite sure, so no matter how much he asked these Little Bookworm about their background and who had torn them up, they remained silent.
"You just said that when my soul was torn apart in the Black Tomb World, my fate was also changed by you, so Yaoyao was also left behind by you?"
Back in the Black Tomb World, when Leo's soul was attacked and torn apart, and his life Yaoyao, it was Yao Yao who came from the Shadow World, swallowed his soul, and established a soul partner contract with him, thus saving his life.
It goes without saying how much Yaoyao helped him; without Yaoyao, he doesn't know how many times he would have died later in his life.
Yaoyao's Shadow World is practically his cheat code.
" Yaoyao wasn't left to you by me, but I did put in a little effort to make him appear there, though not much."
"Didn't you leave Yaoyao for me? Then how did Yaoyao come to be?" Leo asked again, puzzled.
Yaoyao's background is even more impressive than that of the Seven Little Ones. If it wasn't something she inherited from her previous life, then how did she come to be?