Looking at the corpse of the palace maid torn apart by the crawler, the middle-aged man curled his lips and said disdainfully,
“Still bragging? And this level… I thought you were much more formidable?!”
Less than ten seconds ago, just as the crawler’s claws were about to touch Zhang Chen’s body, his consciousness was instantly severed from his body.
Zhang Chen seemed to enter a tunnel, surrounded by blurry figures.
It appeared the layout of the consciousness world was entirely different from the real world.
While the real world was distributed according to people’s geographical locations, in the consciousness world, everyone was crammed together. They occupied small, non-overlapping spaces, each busy with their own matters and thoughts.
Each small space was like a tiny room, enveloped by an invisible force that repelled other consciousnesses.
Some consciousness spaces suddenly plunged into darkness, and then a beam of light descended from the heavens, absorbing the consciousness.
This was the same scene Zhang Chen had seen before when he connected with Tang Xueyao’s consciousness.
Could it be…
Zhang Chen’s heart stirred.
Tang Xueyao, to save him, had her energy drained by the energy stripping device and lost her life.
Then, she was resurrected by his ability to reverse time.
Could it be that what he saw before was Tang Xueyao’s memory of her death?!
Is there a heaven after death?
Otherwise, what was that white light?!
Zhang Chen walked towards a medic who was praying.
The repelling force around him vanished instantly upon Zhang Chen’s approach, allowing Zhang Chen to enter and exit freely.
“Is this a devout believer?”
Zhang Chen had barely spoken a word when he felt his body lighten.
When he opened his eyes again, he had already possessed the body.
“Hiss… I was just curious, I didn’t mean to devour his consciousness, what a sin!”
Zhang Chen felt quite guilty.
But this emotion didn’t last long before he felt at ease.
This was because he discovered that the sculpture in front of him was not a true god, but a monster with many legs.
“This is… the Mother God Cult?”
Zhang Chen had seen these symbols before when he rescued Bai Lu and Qing Luan at the True God Cult’s arena.
These were the symbols and idols of the Mother God Cult.
“I actually entered the body of a Mother God Cult follower?”
Zhang Chen stood up and patted the dust off his pants.
To kneel before such an idol, one would have to be insane.
Knock, knock, knock!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
“Come in!”
Zhang Chen said.
Then, a follower entered and respectfully said to Zhang Chen,
“Priest, the resurrection ceremony is about to begin. The High Priest requests your presence to jointly resurrect the Mother God!”
“Resurrect the Mother God?”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen was both surprised and delighted.
He had long been curious about what the Mother God was. He never expected to learn about such a secret matter of the Mother God Cult by possessing a body.
It was an enormous gain!
“Understood, I’ll be right there!”
Zhang Chen nodded, then switched to the consciousness world.
The consciousness of the Mother God Cult follower had not been completely devoured yet; some remained, struggling desperately.
However, his energy was rapidly merging into Zhang Chen’s consciousness, and his body was gradually becoming transparent, on the verge of disappearing.
“I’ll keep you around to provide me with some memories!”
After all, he was a priest and would surely know many intricate procedures and customs, and would know many people. If he rashly devoured the original consciousness, he might expose himself. How could he then see the Mother God herself?!
Zhang Chen returned from the consciousness space to the real world and walked out the door, his demeanor instantly resuming the priest’s original arrogant and unruly manner.
He walked with a swagger, and everyone he encountered lowered their heads in greeting.
Some female followers even shamelessly threw flirtatious glances at Zhang Chen.
Stepping out of the building, Zhang Chen finally saw clearly that this was a ruined city.
Most buildings had been dismantled by vegetation, and weeds grew on the asphalt roads. Only in dark corners could intact asphalt roads be seen; other places were no different from ordinary dirt roads.
On both sides of the road, the ruins of buildings that had not completely weathered remained.
They were filled with followers of the Mother God Cult.
Several giant trees rose from the ground, their canopies covering the sky. On the branches in the sky, one could vaguely see spider silk reflecting sunlight, and occasionally, dark shadows could be seen moving rapidly between the branches.
Following the dirt road, Zhang Chen arrived in front of a large square.
In the center of the square was an altar. On the outer edge of the circular ground, a circle was drawn every five meters.
Many priests, dressed identically to Zhang Chen, stood within the circles, quietly awaiting the start of the ceremony.
Zhang Chen also stepped into his designated circle, following the memories.
Soon, all the priests had arrived. The surrounding followers crowded around the square, swaying in unison, and the resurrection ceremony officially commenced…