Zhao Haomiao: "What does this an? Is Zhou Bai's identity not just an ordinary person? Is he the reincarnation of so great power? But what is the great catastrophe? Why have I never heard of it?"
He looked at another line: "Good fortune and prosperity, eat chicken tonight?"
Zhao Haomiao: "... Does he want to eat chicken tonight?"
He continued reading: "Sleazy developnt, don't splash around?"
"Enemy forces will arrive at the battlefield in 5 seconds."
Zhao Haomiao was startled: "Has he discovered ? No, could this be a morable phrase for him on the battlefield?"
Looking at the vast number of inscriptions, Zhao Haomiao's confusion deepened; he felt as if Zhou Bai was a man cloaked in an endless number of secrets, his understanding of the world seed to differ from ordinary people, and there was an almost tangible sense of madness emanating from him.
On the other hand, Zhou Bai felt strange too. While diligently practicing, he suddenly saw rows of text appearing on his supplentary practice system's panel.
Zhao Haomiao Intelligence -2
Zhao Haomiao Intelligence -5
Zhao Haomiao Intelligence -3
...
Zhou Bai: "??? What the heck?"
Zhao Haomiao, on the other end, found the records in the subconscious too intricate and confusing. He couldn't make heads or tails of what Zhou Bai was thinking, so he decided to delve deeper to see if there were any other clues.
As he advanced, the subconscious world revealed in front of Zhou Bai beca increasingly gloomy, with hurricanes and lightning constantly sweeping before him.
Zhao Haomiao thought: 'Does this represent an ongoing turmoil in his subconscious? Is Zhou Bai under great psychological pressure? From the initial information I have gathered, his subconscious... seems to be edging towards madness.'
anwhile, Zhao Haomiao started to hear the murmuring in the air and listened attentively: "Are these the thoughts in Zhou Bai's subconscious? These are probably thoughts from deep within his soul that he himself might not even realize."
"… The universe has draped a veil before everyone's eyes…"
"… This veil is infinitely vast and infinitely distant, covering the entire universe, covering our consciousness…"
"… The na of this veil is reason, which protects our fragile consciousness…"
"… Until one day, I tore through this veil with laziness and ugliness…"
The next mont, a violent storm roared, thunder exploded, and the whole world seed to plunge into doomsday.
Under Zhao Haomiao's shocked expression, a roar suddenly erupted: "I have seen the collision of star systems!! I have witnessed the extinction of countless beings!!"
"Under the sword of collapsing star systems! I once saw the truth of this universe!!"
"He is so insane!"
"He is so wicked!"
"Chaos is his nourishnt!! Distortion is his breath!!"
Then, as the storm and lightning gradually subsided, that voice began to whisper again.
"... I have woven a new veil with laziness and foolishness."
"... Only this veil nad reason can protect us."
"... Laziness, poverty, ugliness, decay, and foolishness are not flaws; they are the foundation of reason…"
While listening to the whispers in the wind, Zhao Haomiao's expression changed continually: "This must be the thought within Zhou Bai's subconscious, seemingly his cognition of the world."
"It's practically like the babbling of a madman."
"Could it be that this Zhou Bai has already neared distortion? Or perhaps he almost reached that point once?"
Just as Zhao Haomiao was about to delve further, he suddenly heard an urgent voice ringing in his ears – it was Zhou Bai's voice.
"Go back!"
"Go back!"
"Go back!"
The voice beca increasingly urgent, tense, as if deeply concerned about Zhao Haomiao venturing further, seeing sothing he shouldn't.
Listening to this voice, Zhao Haomiao's eyes lit up, "There must be so information Zhou Bai has secretly hidden in his heart, unwilling to share with anyone else. It must be a big secret."
Relying on the power of the Dream Heart Scripture within him, Zhao Haomiao, with his formidable abilities and boldness, paid no heed to the increasingly frantic shouting around him and pressed on.
Soon, a figure appeared in front of him.
'That is...'
Before Zhao Haomiao could react, a streak of sword light flashed from the figure, and the next mont, the Milky Way roared, a million stars collapsed, an explosion like the rising sun occurred right before Zhao Haomiao's eyes.
After using the Creation Genesis Star Collapse, Zhou Bai had spent a full 300,000 points of Laziness treatnt to heal himself.
This demonstrated how closely linked this move was to the Heavenly Dao and how severe the distortion was.
And now, standing before Zhao Haomiao, was a fragnt of mory and impression left in Zhou Bai's heart after the Laziness treatnt and the use of the Creation Genesis Star Collapse.
This re impression instantly triggered a scream of agony from Zhao Haomiao as he severed the connection with Zhou Bai's subconscious.
In reality, his face turned to a ghastly pallor, and a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out, myriad chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, every cell in his body, every atom seed to collide violently, igniting and exploding.
At this critical mont, Zhao Haomiao demonstrated his exceptional talent, maintaining a sliver of lucidity deep in his heart, forcibly used the Dream Heart Scripture to sever and seal the mories in Zhou Bai's subconscious, essentially cutting off his own consciousness.
As the Dream Heart Scripture took effect, the abnormalities on Zhao Haomiao's body stopped instantly, and he couldn't rember at all what he had seen in Zhou Bai's subconscious.
And within his sea of consciousness, a phantom image was gradually collapsing and dissipating—that was the piece of consciousness he had just severed, containing all mories and cognizance of Zhou Bai's subconscious.
Watching the phantom image fade away, Zhao Haomiao shouted loudly, "What exactly happened? What did I see?"
The phantom, with a face full of fear, said, "Don't look! Don't look! Don't look!"
The next mont, the phantom completely shattered and vanished, and Zhao Haomiao felt a burst of excruciating pain in his mind, the agony of his consciousness even causing a cerebral hemorrhage.
He imdiately pulled out a dicinal pill and swallowed it, while running the Dream Heart Scripture to soothe the turmoil within his consciousness.
The pain of the consciousness was more elusive and harder to treat than physical pain.
But what shocked Zhao Haomiao the most was the phantom's last ssage.
'What did I see? What is inside Zhou Bai's subconscious?'
'Could it be that he, too, practices the Dream Heart Scripture? Capable of counterattacking my dream power?'
'No, it must be sothing even more terrifying, sothing that even I would feel afraid of.
The unknown is the most terrifying thing.
The less he knew, the more Zhao Haomiao felt an inexplicable dread and wariness.
At this very mont, Zhou Bai had beco synonymous with unfathomable in his heart.
"Is there soone?"
The next mont, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw a figure that had appeared before him out of nowhere.
Instinctively, Zhao Haomiao struck out with a palm, his fingers closed together, emitting a cloud of misty aura, in a dreamlike state, he had already launched hundreds of phantoms, covering the figure.
This was the Zhao Family's secret martial art, the He Year Palm, paired with the Dream Heart Scripture, not only was the palm technique itself formidable, but it could also shake the Primordial Spirit, even ejecting it from the body.
This was why Zhao Haomiao, despite being injured, suddenly detected soone approaching and struck without hesitation.
But after seeing the figure in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, "Is that Zhou Bai?"
"Damn, I hit too hard."
Bang!
Zhao Haomiao looked at his own horribly fractured palm, nearly screaming in pain, his face full of disbelief as he looked at Zhou Bai, his mind screaming, "Fuck."
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Sorry, made so temporary changes, sent out late
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