But Gao Xin stopped.
He beca alert, realizing that if he sought to trace back further, he would fuse more, until he was completely assimilated.
And since he had seen Aunt Yao, it ant that Aunt Yao must also be dead...
"How could this happen, why did she die? A car accident? A malfunction in the autonomous driving system, how rare is that?"
In an instant, Gao Xin was burning with rage!
"Child, I am right here," Yao Junyan said with a smile.
Then she turned into his father, telling him it was ti to leave.
But, Gao Xin let go of her hand.
"I’m not leaving, I want to bring... the one who killed you back with ."
At this mont, Gao Xin understood that these were his familiar relatives, coming to rge him with the great saint spirit.
Or rather, starting with the most intimate people in his life, step by step connecting the mories of all other lives, like a huge tree diagram, with himself as the starting point, until reaching an endpoint of all things.
And the so-called great saint spirit was the consciousness ford from countless lives, countless mories, countless consciousnesses fusing together.
All the talents, knowledge, and cognition of countless people were here.
The segnts of his father’s and Aunt Yao’s lives that he discovered were just the tip of the iceberg; the mont he crossed that river, he would also completely blend into it, becoming part of this vast information repository.
All people are children of the great saint spirit, and they are also the great saint spirit itself, unified as one.
The lives of others, one would experience oneself, so whatever one did to others in life, would be shared and rged here in the great saint spirit... deeply empathizing.
Gao Xin observed this phenonon, and in an instant, many obscure logics and knowledge linked up once again.
He had an epiphany... He faintly envisioned a great saint spirit in his heart, he in the heart of the great saint spirit, and the great saint spirit also within his heart.
Although it was very vague, very hollow, he was starting to understand the appearance of the great saint spirit.
In that instant, Gao Xin’s Heart Power surged trendously!
"Silly child, you can’t go back," Gao Jiaoji said.
Gao Xin asserted, "I must go back! I still have many things to do."
"There are people waiting for , he saved my life, I promised him, to walk together, to die together, now that I am gone, he is still suffering, it’s absolutely not okay."
Saying this, he resolutely turned back, disregarding the calls from his father and Aunt Yao, whom he considered a mother, and waded through the river.
But, the flow of the river was exceptionally heavy, the journey that was once so effortless now was incredibly difficult to return.
Even the river beca wider and wider, turning into a torrential river.
Finally even a boundless sea, and he was sinking into it, unable to swim back at all, gradually not even seeing the shore he ca from, only the far shore where his father stood.
"Let go, child, you’re already dead."
Gao Xin roared, "No, I’m not dead yet, this is just my near-death experience! I’m not dead yet!"
"I want to beco a Radiation, I will make a leap of life and return to the world!"
He refused to believe he was dead, stubbornly struggling forward.
No matter how the river washed over him, it couldn’t wash away the obsession clinging to him.
He wasn’t just any near-death experiencer, he was a little saint spirit who had already shaped the Heart of Shadow Logic, understood the truth of the universe.
Gao Xin’s Power of Heart, during this near-death experience, had realized the form of the great saint spirit, and thereby made great strides.
"This is my near-death experience, I have the final say!"
"Don’t stand in my way!"
In an instant, he twisted the so-called imagery of the prairie, mountains, and rivers.
They beca more and more blurred like whirlpools, flickering, shattered, bizarre and fantastic.
Suddenly, everything burst like an illusion, turning back into darkness.
The voice of his father grew softer and more distant until it disappeared.
And everything beca darker and dimr.
Eventually consciousness returned to darkness, and he felt his body, heavy... unbearably heavy.
Breathing as if it had only been paused for a while, then suddenly resud.
Heartbeat, twitching irregularly, as if it had only stopped briefly.
The near-death experience, occurred in just an instant.
Whoosh whoosh, that was the sound of rain... whoosh whoosh whoosh, that was the wind, followed by a flash of light.
That was lightning, striking a nearby tree.
Yet before the light could fade, it was swept downwards by the rain.
The lightning was about to disappear, but then it was drawn by the sword stuck in his chest!
"Boom!"
A thunderous roar ca, Gao Xin was struck by lightning, his whole body glowing as he sprung up instantly, the iron sword lting from the electricity, its fragnts flying out.
A strong current ran through him, piercing every cell!
Gao Xin opened his eyes.
There it was, he had finally made it through, having endured until he was struck by lightning...
"Yay! I’ve been struck by lightning!"
Gao Xin was ecstatic, extrely excited, convinced deep down that this brilliant flash of lightning was the source of his evolution, the cornerstone of his leap of life... how could he not be happy?
"Make it happen!"
Boom! Gao Xin convulsed, sprung up and then was smashed back to the ground.
He turned into a charred figure, blackened all over, and once again lost consciousness.
The clouds were dull, the wind swept fiercely, the sky still raining, lightning still dancing.
The downpour lasted all night until the morning.
After the rain, the sky cleared, the sun was shining brightly.
The wind blew over Gao Xin’s blackened ’corpse’, its burnt shell peeling away, revealing the smooth, tender skin underneath, the skin of rebirth.
And his chest rose and fell more and more strongly, causing the charred outer shell to crack open, the crevices growing wider.
His sleeping face erged, just sleeping.
Gao Xin was too exhausted, after three days and nights of weariness of Heart Power, now soundly asleep, relaxed in his sleeping posture, sweetly smiling like a child.
The body, once on the verge of collapse, was now brimming with vitality, as if brand new genes had linked everything and rebuilt the system.
A one of a kind in the world, the person who underwent a leap of life without dying from genetic collapse, without the aid of AI’s dicine, was born.
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