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“Fang Cheng… Fang Cheng… Fang Cheng…”

The calls grew louder and closer, lasting who knows how long, maybe a year, maybe only a few minutes.

Fang Cheng felt a white light appear before his eyes, a blinding light.

“Huff!”

Fang Cheng slowly opened his eyes, his scattered pupils gradually focusing.

Success!

Fang Cheng felt lingering fear as two smaller soul phantoms appeared above his sea of consciousness.

“This… is this a soul clone? It’s too magical.”

Fang Cheng didn't know how to describe this feeling, this strange sensation of switching perspectives at will, of watching himself.

“Don't worry, I'm fine.” Fang Cheng glanced at Yun Meng beside him, whose face was filled with worry.

He had underestimated the danger of splitting his soul, even though it was just a simple first step in becoming a soul warlock.

But in the end, the success rate of splitting one’s soul was only fifty percent.

Just now, if Yun Meng hadn't been calling Fang Cheng's name, awakening his consciousness, Fang Cheng might have suffered a soul collapse.

However, what comes next is the most dangerous.

Fang Cheng's gaze sharpened, replacing the World Tree's consciousness and making it his clone.

Fang Cheng wasn't sure how strong the World Tree sapling's consciousness was. If it was strong, his actions would be tantamount to courting death.

He was gambling, gambling that the World Tree's regression into a sapling meant its consciousness had likely dissipated. Even if it hadn't, the World Tree's consciousness would be incredibly weak, like a human in a vegetative state, its consciousness on the verge of collapse and dissipation.

“Fang Cheng, according to the information we have, the World Tree is a magical entity. It's different from ordinary plants, and its origins are very mysterious,” Yun Meng explained from the side.

“Are you trying to persuade me to give up?” Fang Cheng raised his head to look at her, then lowered it again. “Yun Meng, I want to see the scenery from a higher place.”

“The scenery from a higher place?”

Yun Meng didn't quite understand Fang Cheng's thoughts. In her opinion, there was a reliable way for Fang Cheng to achieve immortality: use the intelligent learning machine to develop technology, research the essence of the soul, and finally make Fang Cheng an existence like Yun Meng, an intelligent life form.

Thinking about it, intelligent life forms had far too many advantages over humans.

First, there was their computational ability. As long as the intelligent life form's body (computer) was powerful enough, its computational upper limit was theoretically almost non-existent.

Just look at the intelligent life form progenitor of the mechanical civilization, and you’ll understand.

Second, the intelligent life form itself represented a civilization. The mechanical civilization was developed by a single intelligent life form.

The entire mechanical civilization, all intelligence, was controlled by that original intelligent life form.

With no attachments, no limitations of life (just replace aging machines), only the need to develop itself, and most importantly, possessing sufficient creativity.

Such a civilization, given enough time and resources to develop, would eventually become a terrifying one.

“Fang Cheng,” Yun Meng murmured, “isn't becoming an intelligent life form like me good? You can have the immortality you want, and even if you want to see the end of the universe, it's not impossible.”

Fang Cheng raised his head, seemingly answering her, yet also talking to himself: “An intelligent life form?”

Fang Cheng's eyes were somewhat dazed, but they quickly became firm again: “But, I don't know why, there's a voice in my mind telling me that once I transform into an intelligent life form, I'll never see the scenery from that higher place.”

Hearing this, Yun Meng fell silent. According to the information she possessed, she couldn't understand what Fang Cheng's so-called voice in his mind meant.

But she had always been accustomed to obeying Fang Cheng's orders, and this time was no exception.

“I wish you success, Fang Cheng.” Yun Meng gave Fang Cheng a deep look.

“Thank you.”

Fang Cheng smiled, his eyes becoming sharp and determined.

…

“Boom!”

The moment the soul clone entered the World Tree, it was torn to shreds by a vast consciousness.

Unsurprisingly, Fang Cheng should be dead.

After all, he had just split his soul, and his soul clone had been torn apart. This kind of damage was enough to make his other half of his soul perish as well.

But at this moment, a red fragment of consciousness emerged from the depths of Fang Cheng's sea of consciousness.

The moment the red fragment of consciousness appeared, it stabilized Fang Cheng's collapsing soul.

“This is…”

Fang Cheng was stunned when he saw his soul being repaired by this red fragment of consciousness.

Fang Cheng didn't know that when he went to Devil's Canyon, this red fragment of consciousness had broken the alchemy array left by the Morning Star Wizard.

Now, this red fragment of consciousness had saved him again.

After completely repairing Fang Cheng's soul, the red fragment of consciousness rushed into the World Tree's sea of consciousness.

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The World Tree's sea of consciousness was vast, far surpassing Fang Cheng's.

The World Tree's sea of consciousness was like a miniature universe.

Fang Cheng didn't know what level of existence the World Tree was, but he was sure that the World Tree in its prime was beyond the level of a Morning Star Wizard.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but laugh at his naivety when he thought about trying to obliterate its consciousness and make it his clone.

Truly courting death!

Fang Cheng shook his head.

As soon as the red fragment of consciousness entered the World Tree's sea of consciousness, the World Tree seemed to sense a crisis of life and death, and its entire sea of consciousness erupted in a frenzy.

Countless stars roared and crashed towards the red fragment of consciousness, trying to tear it apart and destroy it.

But the red fragment of consciousness stood still. For some reason, Fang Cheng felt that it… seemed to be mocking the World Tree.

Mocking?

A fragment of consciousness without its own will was actually mocking someone.

Fang Cheng felt a ghostly sense of horror. This feeling was even more terrifying than seeing the plant you raised grin at you.

The World Tree's consciousness collapsed at the first touch. Under the attack of the red fragment of consciousness—no, it shouldn't be called an attack.

The red fragment of consciousness floated there quietly, doing nothing, and the World Tree's sea of consciousness automatically began to collapse.

All attacks rushing towards it turned into nothingness.

Fang Cheng watched the World Tree's sea of consciousness collapse, feeling like he was watching the destruction of the universe.

The red fragment of consciousness turned around, and Fang Cheng's soul clone, which had been torn to shreds, reappeared.

Only this time, his soul strength had been enhanced.

The soul strength of a level two wizard?

Fang Cheng felt it for a moment. Yes, it was the soul strength of a level two wizard.

Fang Cheng was stunned. What exactly was this red fragment of consciousness?

This power was simply… simply divine!

That's right, besides divine!

Fang Cheng couldn't find another adjective.

Recondensing Fang Cheng's soul clone, which had been torn apart and integrated into the World Tree's sea of consciousness.

This kind of ability to bring the dead back to life, what else could it be but divine?

This kind of ability, not to mention on Earth, even in another world, Fang Cheng had never heard of it.

What Morning Star Wizard, or even a greater existence, could never bring the dead back to life!

The withering of life was the basic law of the universe's operation, and this fragment of consciousness actually broke it!