The colorful mist was originally maintaining an extreme balance as if it was brewing something. However, it was destroyed by Wang Teng, so the consciousness had no choice but to use the power of the entire void.
He felt an indescribable danger. If he couldn't overcome this danger, he wouldn't be able to protect himself, much less this void. He might be beaten back to his original state.
This wasn't what he wanted.
He spent countless time to reach this stage. He had intelligence and had even found his own path. Although he was still exploring this path, if he went back to the beginning, everything would turn into bubbles.
He would never return to his ignorant state.
However, he never thought that this puny little creature in front of him could force him to this stage.
Boom!
Amidst the violent churning of the colorful mist, Forces of different colors congregated like a torrent.
This was a majestic scene in the cold and lonely space.
