"The Life and Death Illusion Realm isn't so easily seen through..."
Tian Qianzi murmured to himself, looking at Chen Zhixing lying in eternal sleep through the lid of the coffin.
The next moment.
He extended a finger and gently tapped on the coffin lid.
A trace of Divine Thought immediately surged into the coffin lid, then entered Chen Zhixing's Sea of Consciousness.
...
...
At the same time.
Chen Zhixing entered an incredibly strange state.
He merely experienced a blackout before his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was a different scene.
It was a somewhat old and shabby house, where a gentle-looking woman was seated on a bed, gripping the bed edge with all her strength, biting on a wet cloth, sweat beads continuously forming on her forehead.
A midwife was cheering and encouraging the gentle woman, urging her to push harder.
"Where is this...?"
Chen Zhixing was slightly stunned, wanting to ask where this place was.
