The moment before Yang Jiao's consciousness completely dissipated, an inexplicable and vast idea from the future, like a ghost that traveled through endless time and space, broke into the chaos that was about to collapse.
That is a soul who is overwhelmed by life in modern society and fantasizes all day long about being able to change his destiny. He has no name, or in other words, all his memories are blurred, except for his unwillingness and struggle.
"I am also... Not willing to accept it..."
Two "unwilling" souls miraculously collided and merged on the edge of destruction.
There is no time to think, no space to struggle. Yang Jiao's remaining soul and the remaining souls of future generations were forcibly wrapped and compressed by a mysterious force in the destructive energy of the soul's self-destruction.
It was an illusory lotus flower with five colors: green, red, yellow, white and black.
Five-color lotus!
Give some encouragement