All along, the way I thought about getting out of trouble was to get rid of the shackles of the two forces, and I didn't think about it from any other direction.

I always thought that my entire consciousness was trapped in the void after my body disappeared, and the two forces in my consciousness became two shackles that locked me together.

These two forces are powerful, so powerful that they terrify me.

Because my heart was full of fear, I forgot the most important thing: I am the owner of them.

When I exist, they exist! When I die, they disappear.

After thinking about this, my mind suddenly became clear, and I looked at the current predicament from a different perspective.

Since I can't break free from the shackles of two powers, why not find another way to merge them?

Merging the two forces into one to form a new energy, although I don't have a clue at the moment, at least I have a direction to solve the problem.

This method is not something I imagined out of thin air, but a method used by one of the civilizations of one of the races on the blue planet to deal with the invasion of a strong enemy.

That race is the earliest civilization born on the planet, and their intelligence is very high, and they are the only race on the entire planet that has not lost its inheritance.

Their force is not strong, whenever the dynasty they established is invaded by the barbarian race, they lie dormant and use time with their own civilization to assimilate those barbarians who do not know anything, after three or four generations of inheritance, the descendants of those barbarians are no different from them in terms of living habits, cultural knowledge learned, and even the names used, and those barbarians have been completely assimilated into one of them in a long time.

It's a great but helpless wisdom, and although this race always emerges victorious, the whole process is covered with their blood, tears, and bones.

This cycle of tragic cycle finally came to strength after they once again established a new society ruled by the people, and fought against a dozen of the most powerful barbarian races on the planet.

After that war, all the races on that planet no longer dared to ignore their voices, even if the leader of that race made a comparison on the map, so that the armed forces of other races were not allowed to cross the line under his fingertips, even if that barbarian race had the most powerful armed forces on the entire planet, they did not dare to cross that line, which was the proof of the strength of their entire race.

Because the river of time is always flowing slowly, this race has used the right way to preserve its civilization and pass it on.

Why can't I borrow their ways to solve my own dilemma?

Having found a way to solve the problem, how can I proceed to integrate the spiritual power with the original divine power?

I'm deep in thought again!

In the endless galaxy, I was thinking about any possibility, but I couldn't grasp the door to open the way of fusion.

I knew I had found a solution to the problem, but I couldn't grasp the moment of opportunity, which was like having the key to unlock the door in my hand, but I couldn't find the location of the lock.

The two forces stood still in the depths of my consciousness, and no matter how I tried to mobilize them in the way I knew, they remained as unmoved as two rocks as hard as iron.

I needed an opportunity, an opportunity to break the balance between the two forces.

What is this opportunity, and when will it arise?

I do not know.

I don't know what I'm going to do, just wait hopelessly, waiting for the slightest opportunity to arise?

I fell into a deep sleep again, and this time, I decided that I wasn't going to wake up until that moment of opportunity arose.

No one can understand how painful it is to live this unspeakable and unmoving, but to see and see the mind clearly, this is the life of the living dead, a life that is so lonely that it makes people crazy, and perhaps only death can make people free.

If I can't get out of it, then it's a gift to let me die in eternal darkness.

The long river of time is like an eternal starry sky that flows slowly.

I don't know how many thousands of years I have been asleep, and a bright light suddenly flashed in front of my eyes.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and a brilliant burst of color exploded before my eyes.

A star exploded in the eternal starry sky in front of me, and this exploding star may have been hit by a meteor, or it may have come to the end of its lifespan, in short, its explosion changed the starry sky that had been silent in my eyes for hundreds of millions of years.

A black hole of energy large enough to destroy large swaths of the star field swept through the void where I existed.

If I don't have the strength to protect myself, my consciousness will be swallowed and torn apart by this black hole of energy that can't even escape the light, and finally drift away between heaven and earth.

The spiritual power in my consciousness exploded wildly, and the trace of origin divine power that had been stagnant for a long time was also active, as if I was full of anticipation for the upcoming energy black hole.

My chance has come, and now that two forces have awakened from my consciousness, I will not let them fall silent again.

The black hole that is getting closer and closer in front of me may be the best opportunity for me to merge the two forces.

I closed my eyes and silently waited for the black hole full of furious energy to come to my body.

Although I was long gone, I still felt that the black hole contained the power to destroy everything.

The black hole swallowed me like a demon's open mouth, and at the moment when I was swept into the Endless Storm, I let go of my consciousness and accepted the spiritual power and origin divine power that were also caught in the wild, and the three forces continued to decompose and reborn under the oppression of the black hole, and then squeezed together, just like the iron under the blacksmith's hammer was constantly forged, the impurities were removed under the heavy blow, and the remaining fine iron was fused into a whole under the irresistible force.

My consciousness was torn into countless particles in the wild storm, and I was reborn under the support of the Origin Divine Power, and then gathered together again under the connection of the spiritual power, and then was scattered by the storm again.

And so on and so forth, as if endless.

I am like a flat boat that is constantly rising and falling in the waves of the angry sea, and I have lost any ability to react except to hold on to the mast subtly.

Whether or not I can escape with my life is no longer in the realm of consideration, and the only thing I can do is to hold on to the mast that will break at any moment!

I was drifting in the dark storm, and the time passed too long, but it felt as if in an instant, I was completely overwhelmed by the frenzy of darkness!

When I woke up from the darkness again, I found myself lying on a nebula, and the sky in front of me was filled with peace.

I stood on my back and stood on top of the nebula and looked into the distance, a golden sun hanging in the sky, constantly emitting a soft light.

I looked in amazement at the sunlight-lit void, eight stars of different shapes orbiting around the sun.

Where have I been? Haven't I been swallowed up by a black hole in the universe?

Didn't I die in that terrifying black hole that devours all energy?

I raised my hand to block out the harsh sunlight and looked out into the distance again.

Suddenly, I noticed that the blue planet was actually spinning quietly in the void not far away......