The dark Fantasy Dimension was right behind, the slightly curved reality land was beneath, and the massive city looked like a regular chessboard in Li Xu's eyes, with countless anchor points of spirit and soul (humans) densely scattered across the boundless land.
Only a thin layer of residual energy was left, enveloping his soul core and all the separated soul fragments and soul particles, forming a huge spherical body like a meteorite.
The soul core, carrying Li Xu's last thoughts and will, was the purest and toughest part of his essence!
As if escaping from a high-speed centrifuge, Li Xu's dispersion was inevitable, but his will and thoughts didn't extinguish and didn't break into countless incomplete "Li Xus"; the soul core still existed, maintaining the operations of thought and a basic self-awareness.
He just forgot who he was, where he came from, and what he was doing!
Descent, a high-speed descent!
