The bottom of the clock space was exactly the same as the last time I saw it, turning into a black quagmire. The case of the silver clock also became somewhat rusty, as if it had become ancient under the erosion of time and years. Fang Xiu was wearing a pure white robe. He didn't even know if he could call it a robe. It felt like a piece of white cloth wrapped around him, like a saint in the legend, or the image of God in the Bible. "Is this the true form of my soul? Do I think I am a god in my subconscious? Or God?" Fang Xiu suddenly felt a little funny and thought to himself with self-mockery. At this moment, the white cloth on Fang Xiu's body also became a little turbid, and his body was also corroded by black, with spots of mold. A large amount of black power below flowed up like smoke, looking like the ink splashed in a landscape painting. The black smoke like mist and curling surrounded Fang Xiu, who didn't know what it was, but suddenly understood it at this moment. It seemed that because of his meditation, he deepened his connection with the silver clock. He could even feel that the silver clock was conveying or telling him something. "This is the backlash of the world. It is the punishment for my breaking the rules. It also comes from the power of the original rules of the world." Fang Xiu could feel that this power was powerful and terrifying. If it were not for the silver clock suppressing it, he would have been wiped out long ago. Fang Xiu looked at the silver clock. At this moment, it just dropped from the sky. A silver chain tied it to the sky and fell down. Fang Xiu looked up and could only see a vast expanse of white. He didn't know where the silver clock came from, nor did he know what was above the vast expanse of white. The clock shook and swung. It was originally a three-dimensional structure, but between the swings, it suddenly turned sideways. Fang Xiu suddenly found that it seemed to have turned into a flattened paper clock. Then the paper rotated and compressed, forming a silver vortex. The beautiful silver vortex expanded, occupying the white clock space, and then approached Fang Xiu and swallowed Fang Xiu in. Fang Xiu felt dizzy, as if his soul had returned to the mother's body. In a daze, he seemed to receive a message from the depths of his soul, as if it was his innate origin and ability. "Soul control!" It took Fang Xiu an unknown amount of time to wake up from the silence. Waking up from his dream, Fang Xiu suddenly opened his eyes. In just a moment, Fang Xiu felt as if ten thousand years had passed. He felt as if he was imprisoned in a cage that he could never escape from, and was almost trapped there forever. "What's going on? Where did I enter? What did I see?" Fang Xiu sat on the bed, the sandalwood beside him still burning quietly, as if the time Fang Xiu had just spent in the clock space was just an illusion. "Soul control?" Fang Xiu raised his head. At this moment, Fang Xiu's eyes had completely turned into a silver clock, and his pupils had disappeared. He could only see the scale and hour hand moving in bumps, as if they were emitting an eternal and immortal light. However, Fang Xiu found that his perspective had become a strange angle, just like the previous death reset, when he retreated from the real world to the clock world. In his eyes, the whole world turned black and white, and all the buildings and materials were left with only lines and structures. Fang Xiu was sitting in the room at the moment, but his eyes saw outside the room and the whole city. He saw that in the whole Weigang City, countless fires were densely packed, just like the lights of thousands of houses, but Fang Xiu knew that what he saw at the moment was not fire, but - "That is the light of the soul! I saw the soul of everyone." He got up from the bed and stood on the ground, with silver light flowing in his eyes, like the most dazzling and beautiful gem in the world. "It turns out that in this world without magic, life also has a soul." Fang Xiu lowered his head and saw the Saint's Ring on his neck. The light it emitted was as dazzling as a sun. From the magic light it emitted, it was not much different from the soul light Fang Xiu saw. "Are magic power and soul power the same? Or are these two powers two sides of the same coin?" Fang Xiu seemed to have some kind of understanding of the so-called extraordinary power, magic power, and soul. Fang Xiu's eyes just noticed the Saint's Ring. The beautiful and shocking magic light was enough to make anyone lose their mind. But at this moment, his eyes opened as wide as possible, and what he was looking at was not the so-called Saint's Ring, but his feet. He could not imagine what he saw. He only saw an existence that was so big that it occupied the entire horizon and was as vast as a sea of light. It occupied his entire vision. Compared with it, the light of the Saint's Ring was like the difference between a firefly on rotten grass and a bright moon. Fang Xiu could not see how big it was. There was no boundary and no end. Fang Xiu was like a tiny dust particle that fell on its surface. The vast soul waves rose and fell on its surface. Countless soul lights depended on it. Everything in this world was rooted in it. It is the mother of all things, it is the truth of civilization, and it is the source of life. Fang Xiu could feel warm white light pouring out from the ground, passing by him, making him feel extremely friendly and warm. The dazzling light was enough to make a person lose all vision in an instant, but Fang Xiu did not even blink, as if he would not care even if he was burned and blinded by the dazzling light. "So beautiful! So beautiful!" Fang Xiu felt that all the beautiful things he had seen were completely insignificant in front of this sea of light. Its beauty overshadowed everything in the world and was indescribable. "What on earth is this?" The huge soul light, like the eternal soul fluctuations, spread to any point on the horizon and occupied the entire world. Fang Xiu just stood on it, as if standing on an endless sea of light. "What is this?" Fang Xiu seemed to suddenly think of something, or feel something, and felt a tremor all over his body, even his hands were shaking a little, and his spirit was greatly shocked. "Gaia consciousness!" Fang Xiu's eyes were blank, and he uttered this sentence word by word. Fang Xiu felt as if he had seen the origin of the world, the origin of life and the truth of everything. ————————— After a long while, Fang Xiu closed his clock eye and withdrew from the God-like sense. However, the scene he just saw still gave Fang Xiu a strong shock, crushing his original worldview and everything he knew from books since childhood. "Without the magic network in this world, there is no foundation for extraordinary nutrients to take root, but I may be able to find another extraordinary path that belongs to me from the perspective of the soul."