A dim starry sky, silver and black opposing each other.
The two forces are endlessly entangled in a spiral of silver and black, faintly forming a yin-yang fish pattern, but upon closer inspection, one can find that the seemingly balanced forces are actually in imbalance.
In a state of introspection, Su Mu's face shows a grave expression.
This dim starry sky is actually his devastated Sea of Consciousness, the silver force is the Desolate Thought, and the black fog is the Diamond Human Form infected.
If it weren't for the Divine Soul of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint as fuel, the Desolate Thought might have long been unsustainable.
Now, the Desolate Thought is showing a great decline, and perhaps it can't hold out for the initially estimated three months.
"Ten days... or nine days?"
The destruction of the Sea of Consciousness has already sounded the death knell for destruction, the countdown has started.
