In the boundless expanse of space, a tiny speck of light drifted aimlessly.
It was an inconspicuous point of light that seemed to exist somewhere between reality and nothingness.
Yet, within this speck of light, there was consciousness—or rather, divine consciousness.
For only divine consciousness could drift through the universe like this without fading away. Even more so, it was in pursuit of a specific direction, in search.
He silently felt it, felt the pull that was both faint and distinct.
When his wife died, the divine consciousness scattered, and only through rebirth was there a chance to return to the world.
In this world, there is no Regret Medicine to take, even for him, a Godking, who could reverse Time for a brief period, but couldn't truly reverse everything.
He had no other choice; the choice he had was to go looking for her. Even if it meant giving up tens of thousands of years of his cultivation base, giving up the identity of the First-Generation God King.
Because nothing was more important than she was, without her, even being the king of the universe was pointless. Without her, everything would become meaningless.
Perception was clear, at least when he chose to die for love, retaining only a sliver of divine consciousness to seek out his wife, that's what he believed. He was convinced that he would find the world where his wife was reborn.
What constantly surfaced in his mind were all the past events, from the first time they met until the moment she departed.
All of these memories were deeply etched in his heart, not having faded in tens of thousands of years.
Wait for me, Xiaowu!
I am coming.
Even if, upon rebirth, you can no longer retain the memories of the past, I will still find you.
Your Tang San, reborn for you.
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New book uploaded, I hope everyone can add it to their collection and recommend it, official serialization will begin on May 20.