Gu Xing's consciousness avatar struggled to coalesce in this shattered, gloomy world.
Beneath his feet lay a withered, cracked earth, and the sky was riddled with fissures. The air was filled with chaotic auras.
Each breath seemed to bring a heavy sense of oppression.
As soon as his consciousness stabilized, Gu Xing's gaze locked onto the ancient tree of life in the distance.
At its root, a figure was curled up, emitting a faint green glow.
"Vera!"
He turned his thoughts into a wave of spiritual energy, attempting to awaken that figure.
However.
A stone sinking into the sea!
The curled-up figure remained motionless, as if her consciousness had completely succumbed.
Seeing this, Gu Xing's heart sank.
The Insect Emperor's will was more terrifying than he had imagined, not only contaminating Vera's power.
It had completely sealed and isolated her self-awareness.
Just at this moment...
