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"Ha ha, an interesting little guy. Feeling comfortable? Aren't you afraid? Right now, you're just a soul here, while the outside world is still in chaos!"
A middle-aged man's voice suddenly rang out, silver and resonant, clear yet carrying a hint of authority.
A ball of golden light appeared right in front of Qian Mo. The moment this golden light emerged, Qian Mo felt as if all the brightness in this space had dimmed, just to highlight its majesty—the ball of golden light.
Upon seeing this ball of golden light, Qian Mo's first reaction was to ponder what kind of creature it was. There seemed to be no record in the texts of a spherical beast that emitted golden light and was adept at illusions, right?
"I am certainly not a ball; this form is not my true self, just one way I exist. Kid, I understand that you've come to terms with reality and feel your own weakness, which weighs heavily on you. However, entering the Transformation state right on the battlefield is quite foolish! You must know that if you're disturbed while in this state, it could lead to madness and irreversible consequences! At best, your meridians would shatter and your brain would be damaged; at worst, you'd drop dead on the spot! If it weren't for those two humans outside commanding a large number of beasts to cover for you, along with the protective runes you set up earlier, you would be done for!"
The golden sphere flickered slightly, mercilessly mocking Qian Mo's earlier carelessness.
Qian Mo recalled witnessing powerful beasts displaying their Divine Abilities, causing chaos where even a slight ripple could lead to catastrophic destruction. His confidence had been shattered, and his will had plummeted. Then... he remembered nothing! When he woke up, he found himself trapped in this space in a soul form, and now a ball had appeared before him...
"I'll say it again: I am not a ball; this is just one of my forms. If you don't believe me, let me show you!"
Watching the golden sphere change its form freely in the air confirmed three things for Qian Mo.
First, it indeed no longer looked like a ball... more like a hammer.
Second, this creature might be insane.
Third, this hammer seemed to be able to read minds... Wait a minute, why is that the third point?
"Kid, can you stop commenting on my form? Knowing that I can read minds and still dare to call me insane? You've got some guts..."
"Heh heh, it's because I know you mean me no harm!"
"Oh? How do you figure?"
"You said it yourself; I seem to have entered some particularly important Transformation state that absolutely cannot be disturbed. Yet here I am, still fine in my soul form—doesn't that prove you mean me no harm?"
"Heh heh, you're quite an interesting little guy; indeed not just someone with talent but no brains. However, the reason you're fine now has nothing to do with me."
Hearing this, Qian Mo was somewhat surprised. He thought this... hammer had helped him out somehow; now it seemed that wasn't the case?
"Transformation is an inquiry into one's own soul; no one can assist you but yourself! You reached this understanding entirely on your own; instead, it's me who has bound your soul within this space; otherwise, you should have already awakened..."
"Uh... so that's how it is. Then can you..."
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