Zhao Yin couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion.
Years ago, an enemy had beaten him to the brink of annihilation. His only recourse was to hide within the Reincarnation Pool, constantly undergoing reincarnation to restore his Yin Spirit Thoughts.
To recover his strength, he had no choice but to forcefully refine a planet's consciousness and use it to nourish himself.
Unfortunately, something went wrong, and he suffered a backlash from the planet's consciousness.
Fortunately, the Reincarnation Pool protected his core thought, allowing him to be reborn and slowly refine the planet's consciousness.
Now, the refinement process should be nearing its end.
He had even specifically sent out most of his Yin Spirit to reincarnate into the material world, all for the sake of refining every one of those bodies.
'How is it that I can't feel a single ripple from the part of my Yin Spirit I sent out?!'
Just as this doubt crossed his mind, RUMBLE!
