In the chaotic space, a filament suddenly rushed out of a fragmented world, cutting through the vast gray, extending infinitely towards the center of the chaotic space, and finally connecting to a huge world in the center of the chaotic space.

The two meters around the filament were all illuminated by a faint five-colored light, dispelling the gray power.

A figure was pulled by the filament, and it sped forward in the direction of the filament, and the filament disappeared behind it, and the vacuum was filled again with gray power.

This figure is Mu Xueyang.

At this time, her wings stretched out, and the gray power of the chaotic space was absorbed by the pitch-black wings through the multicolored film!

In addition to the rich gray glow, the faint colored light is also mixed with some azure blue that belongs to the soul.

The bead sealed with the power of reincarnation was taken out by Mu Xueyang and floated on his fingertips, and fine cracks appeared on the magic seals on it, and the power of reincarnation continued to overflow from these cracks and was constantly absorbed by Mu Xueyang.

The power of reincarnation rushed into the depths of the soul, came to the ocean of imprints, and constantly injected into the imprints, lighting up the imprints one by one!

At this time, Mu Xueyang's eyes were closed, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his soul was constantly refined, and in order to avoid the power of reincarnation from washing away Mu Xueyang's power and memory, all of Mu Xueyang's mind was fixed on his soul!

The soul is becoming pure little by little, the impurities are constantly being removed, and the residual memories and some residual power in the soul that have been full of vicissitudes are being stimulated little by little......

More and more memories were stimulated, and the little power hidden in the soul was absorbed by Mu Xueyang, although this power was not strong, but it couldn't bear a lot!

Mu Xueyang's strength is increasing little by little, and the aura on her body has become weird and unpredictable, the last second may be infiltrating cold, and the next second may be a little simple and lively.

Mu Xueyang followed the colored filaments and quickly advanced towards the Emperor Realm, and more and more memories were absorbed by Mu Xueyang......

The sea of dim imprints was incomparably dazzling at this time, full of blue soul light flickering, but the imprint that was like an emperor still only exuded a faint light, and was not completely lit!

But—a hundred, three hundred, five hundred, eight hundred, ninety-hundred, ninety-ninety-nine!

It took a day and a night for the eternal memories left by tens of millions of years to be completely absorbed by Mu Xueyang! But compared to the time represented by this memory, this day and night was like a blink of an eye!

At this moment, he was already able to perceive the exact direction of the Emperor Realm, but Mu Xueyang had mixed feelings in his heart.

Mu Xueyang, Ta Lin, Ouyang Xueqian, Nan Chuqing, Ye Yinge, Mo Ranxi, Bei Mohuang, Chen Yunan......

How many unique worlds, how many legendary characters, how many eternal people, have completely turned into a person at this moment!

A tortuous life, immersive memories and feelings, and scenes of emotional fluctuations can easily be triggered......

At this point, a question became.

Who the hell am I?

Mu Xueyang's eyes were full of confusion, she thought that even if she didn't have the memory of her soul true self, she could still figure out the general situation through some clues in the memory of the nine hundred and ninety-ninth world, but what she didn't expect was that except for the two lives of Talin and Mu Xueyang, there seemed to be something wrong with them, and there was no trace of human interference at all!

If Mu Xueyang wants to completely understand what is going on, then she must find her true self, where is the memory of her true self, Mu Xueyang already knows.

The one around which all the sigils in the sea of sigils surround, the imprint of the emperor!

However, with so much reincarnation power, only half of it lit up all the other imprints, and the remaining half was all poured into that emperor-like imprint, but it only made its light a little bit stronger, and it was obviously many, many miles away from being completely lit!

The memory of the nine hundred and ninety-nine generations, the nine hundred and ninety-nine almost completely different cognitions, just like the nine hundred and ninety-nine personalities, are tearing at Mu Xueyang's consciousness!

Who the hell am I?

Is it Mu Xueyang, is it Ta Lin, is it Ouyang Xueqian, is it Nan Chuqing, is it Ye Yinge, is it Mo Ranxi, is it Bei Mohuang, is it Chen Yunan, or is it who?

Who am I?

This question has not been dissipated in Mu Xueyang's heart for a long time, tormenting her consciousness!

The Imperial Realm in the distance can already be seen with the naked eye, even if it is small.

Mu Xueyang's heart was horizontal, and he directly sealed the feelings of those worlds by means, the memory is still there, the experience is still there, but it has been replaced from the first person to the third person, even if it is touching, he is just an outsider.

Mu Xueyang took a deep breath, and the cold indifference that belonged to Mu Xueyang was revealed again in his eyes.

She couldn't let these memories disturb her movements.

The small dot in front of him continued to enlarge, until it was so big that it filled Mu Xueyang's entire field of vision, and the last colored filament broke away from the chaotic space, and the colored light instantly flourished, completely enveloping Mu Xueyang, and immediately turned into a streamer and descended to the emperor realm!