The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Gu Xu stood still, his jaw slightly clenched.

He has never been one to be led by the nose, even if that person is his future self.

This feeling of not having control over the situation made him very unhappy.

However, the absolute coldness that was once again approaching from all around, and the old heart in his chest that was overburdened from fighting the invasion, were both reminders of his current predicament.

He knew very well that with his current strength and level of understanding, it would be almost impossible for him to escape unscathed from this mental prison specifically designed to strip away humanity.

At present, it seems there is no other choice.

Gu Xu suppressed the tangled mess of doubts in his mind and took a deep breath.

Without uttering another word, he strode off and followed the figure in black robes ahead.

Two "Gu Xu" figures, one in front of the other, strode forward through this eerie and dangerous mental sea.

Ahead, with each step the black-robed youth took, a circle of pure black light would ripple out from beneath his feet.

These lights, like sharp swords, mercilessly tore apart and dispersed the cold divinity and dark mist that tried to approach.

Gu Xu followed closely behind, stepping in the black-robed youth's footprints.

To his surprise, as he walked forward in the light of the footprint, his rapidly draining spiritual energy stopped leaking out.

That chilling feeling that made even the soul tremble was completely kept out.

The level of power of this future self has completely exceeded his current understanding.

That's not just a simple hierarchy suppression, but an absolute control over some higher-dimensional set of rules.

The two remained silent as they swiftly traversed the boundless void.

Gu Xu looked at the slightly frail yet seemingly capable of supporting the entire world figure in front of him, and his emotions were extremely complex.

He had no idea what kind of hell his future self had gone through.

That's why it has become this desolate and barren place.

But he knew that the other person was trying to save him.

In order to avoid repeating some irreversible mistake, this future self seems willing to bear the backlash of time paradox in order to forcibly intervene in this dead end.

I don't know how long I wandered in this timeless sea of ​​consciousness, but the surrounding darkness began to grow thicker and thicker.

Even the light emanating from the black-robed youth's feet was greatly suppressed.

The aperture range is severely compressed.

Just as Gu Xu felt the surrounding space was about to completely solidify, the black-robed youth walking in front suddenly stopped.

"arrive."

The young man in black robes said in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand, and an unprecedentedly dazzling black light burst forth from his palm.

The beam of light, carrying an overwhelming force, slammed directly into the dark barrier in front of it.

Click!

A crisp sound exploded in Gu Xu's mind.

Then, his vision suddenly went dark.

The feeling of floating, as if one's soul had been stripped away, vanished instantly, replaced by the real sensation of one's feet stepping on the hard, damp, and cold black earth.

The real world returns.

Gu Xu shook his head sharply, and his vision quickly returned from the brief blind spot.

The surrounding area remained the same desolate wilderness of the dark side of the moon, and the sky was still a somber, dark gray.

The air was filled with the foul smell of sulfur and rotting flesh, and the gravity was still dozens of times stronger than outside.

Before him, the enormous, nauseating remains of the false god—the Brain of the Ancients—still floated silently in mid-air.

Its surface is covered with countless eyeballs in a state of extreme frenzy, with purple liquid overflowing from its pupils of all sizes.

It was clearly because the invasion into the mental sea was forcibly interrupted, resulting in a severe backlash from the rules.

Everything was exactly the same as before he was pulled into the mental illusion.

Except for the extra person next to him.

Gu Xu turned his head, his pupils shrinking again.

Beside him, the young man dressed in a black robe and wrapped in bandages also appeared in this dark side of reality.

He did not disappear with the dissipation of the spiritual sea, but stood there truly.

Isn't he just a consciousness that exists only in the sea of ​​consciousness?

How could he possibly cross time in a physical form and descend into this present space-time?

This is completely beyond the scope of common sense in the universe.

A storm raged in Gu Xu's heart, but before he could even show his shock, he was pinned to the spot by another, deeper fear.

The surrounding temperature began to plummet, and even the black mist in the Calamity Domain showed signs of condensation.

An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended from the sky without warning.

This pressure was countless times stronger than any demigod Gu Xu had ever seen. It transcended planes and rules, carrying an absolute will to annihilate and obliterate.

This sense of oppression acts directly on the nerve endings, making it impossible for a person to even have the thought of resisting.

Gu Xu stiffly raised his head and looked in the direction of the oppressive aura.

The next second, he felt his heart being squeezed tightly, and even his breathing stopped completely at that moment.

Behind that enormous, mangled body of a false god, the originally gray sky was torn apart by some incomprehensible force.

The crack stretched across the entire sky, as if someone had smashed a hole in the world's shell with a blunt object.

Deep within that enormous crack, a pair of eyes slowly opened.

Those eyes had no whites; they were a pure, deep purple and utterly lifeless.

They were so large that they blotted out the entire sky, like two aging stars that had lost their warmth, looking down over the entire dark side of the moon below.

Gu Xu was extremely familiar with those eyes.

Not long ago, when he used the Loom of Fate to trace the causal threads, he saw these eyes at the end of the void.

Just a glance was enough to severely damage his soul, nearly causing him to perish on the spot.

And now, these eyes, representing a higher-dimensional existence, and possibly even the mastermind behind the erasure of the ancient lords with a thin gray line, have actually crossed countless dimensions.

It truly appeared in this sky.

That feeling of utter despair, like being struck by lightning, once again filled Gu Xu's entire body.

Gu Xu stared at the giant eyes in the sky.

He keenly sensed that this time, those eyes held more than just lifelessness.

Deep within those deep purple storms, he clearly saw an emotion.

That was anger.

Extreme anger.

This anger doesn't seem to stem from Gu Xu, this insignificant ant, refusing to be assimilated.

Rather, it's because...

There exists something that breaks the underlying logic of the universe, forcibly interfering with the perfect game He laid out.

This direct challenge to the authority of those in high positions.

The giant eye in the sky slowly rotated, its gaze not falling on Gu Xu, but rather locking onto the black-robed youth beside him.

The tangible killing intent caused the surrounding space to begin to distort.