Li Mo pondered over the Time Dao.
His understanding of the Time Dao gradually deepened, stabilizing his scattered consciousness, yet he remained in a state where both body and soul were annihilated.
"Sigh..."
Li Mo opened his eyes, and the timelines that made up his body dispersed like startled birds.
A glimmer of spirit light lingered in place, representing the remnant of his consciousness.
Logically speaking, Li Mo's death should have resulted in his Dao disappearing entirely, leaving no consciousness behind, but at the [Time's End], an inexplicable aura seemed to guard him.
Li Mo controlled the drifting spirit light; Time's End felt boundless.
No matter where he went, the surrounding timelines would follow him.
Li Mo touched them one by one, discovering that the timelines appeared pale green, containing worlds belonging to various iterations of Li Mo, most of which had already perished.
