Wen Ji gritted her teeth and roared into the void: "This blessing is for you, do you want it?"
Endless regret and despair enveloped her heart.
Wenji's consciousness, which was about to complete the last procedure, actually resonated with the consciousness of the first sixty-three hexagrams.
Countless voices of men, women, old and young, shouted to her.
"Little friend, let me help you!
If you can't go home, try it again.
Just think of it as... A gift for getting to know each other! "
Those hexagram consciousnesses have both black and white sides.
Often in dreams, they would stumble Wenji in different ways.
But now, two voices came from each of their bodies, and the two voices turned into a torrent.
That endless power was integrated into Wen Ji's body.
The world is completely quiet...
