Wang Xiao felt the fluctuations of the Book of Space-Time, and his thoughts began to stir.
This crossing had indeed taken an unexpectedly long time.
Excluding the thirty years his consciousness spent in a chaotic, senseless state after he entombed Heaven with his own body, he had been in this world for a full two hundred and ten years.
'Thankfully, it's all over. As expected, this world's planetary consciousness returned to normal after losing the Heart of the Starry Sky.'
Wang Xiao was now considered a part of 'Heaven'.
He naturally knew that this world's Heaven no longer had a sense of self.
Everything was operating according to its own instincts.
It would no longer do things that were clearly colored by personal emotion, like trying to seize someone's body.
In fact, if this world's Heaven hadn't possessed a personal consciousness, Wang Xiao wouldn't have encountered such strong resistance when he was refining the planetary consciousness.
