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"System...travel!"

Time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment.

Jonathan's slowed five senses could clearly feel the Jade Emperor's five fingers as sharp as daggers approaching his temple at an extreme speed thousands of times faster than the speed of sound.

That finger was not just a physical touch, but also an almost compulsory invasion of the soul.

Countless threads of law, as fine as silk, intertwined in the void, each of which flashed a heart-pounding cold luster.

In a flash, Jonathan began to enter a state of time travel.

First, the body began to show a strange translucent state, like the illusion of being cut by some mysterious force, and half of it had begun to leave the dimension of this world.

"impossible!"

At this moment, the Jade Emperor's eyes suddenly burst into a violent murderous intent that made the entire mountain tremble!

"How dare you..."

The three words exploded in the void like thunder.

Jonathan actually dared to escape under his nose. This was not a provocation, but a loud slap in the face of the Jade Emperor.

At this moment, the Jade Emperor could no longer maintain his aloof and calm attitude, and his violent anger burst out like a flood that broke through a dam.

"Cubic compression—"

"I want to see where you can escape to!"

The surrounding space collapsed bit by bit in the anger of the Jade Emperor's Dharmakaya.

"Om-"

The space shook violently like fragile glass.

Countless fine threads of law instantly wove into an unbreakable net, trying to block every escape route for Jonathan.

However, what made the Jade Emperor unbelievable was that these seemingly indestructible laws were torn apart as easily as rotten thin paper when they came into contact with Jonathan's half-empty body.

How could the Jade Emperor, the leader of the Kunlun Realm who had practiced for hundreds of years and had never had an opponent, accept this?

"How dare a mere ant be so presumptuous...stay here!"

The shame and anger erupted like a volcano, and the Jade Emperor's murderous intent almost tore the sky apart.

The next moment, the mental power condensed into substance, and in an instant it wove out a soul nail arrow that was as sharp as a thread, as dark as a shadow, and moved at an extremely fast speed.

It is as cold as the tongue of a poisonous snake, flashing with a cold luster that annihilates life, enough to tear consciousness into pieces and obliterate the soul.

At the moment when Jonathan was about to pass through completely, the soul nail arrow pierced deep into Jonathan's consciousness with an extremely exaggerated acceleration.

"Uh-"

A heart-wrenching howl exploded in the void, it was the extreme pain of having the soul torn apart.

Jonathan could clearly feel an indescribable pain, as if millions of sharp needles were piercing his soul at the same time.

Every nerve and every inch of consciousness suffered near-devastating damage at this moment.

【Hold your breath and concentrate】

Even so, Jonathan still held on to his last bit of willpower and held his breath.

He tried desperately to maintain the thoughts in his mind, relying only on the slight coolness brought by his ability to stay calm.

At the last moment when it was almost frozen, Jonathan's body was like a piece of broken glass, turning into a green light and suddenly shrinking, and his final outline also dissipated like smoke.

And as he disappeared, the Jade Emperor's Dharma body stood in mid-air. On his pale face, blue veins were throbbing spasmodically at his temples like earthworms.

"Guanyin..."

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers trembling slightly, and his eyes, which were originally as deep as a cold pond, were now covered by an almost tangible dark gray haze.

"The guilty minister is here."

Guanyin watched silently from the side. He had never seen the Jade Emperor lose his composure like this.

The existence that used to be high and mighty and indifferent like an immortal now looked like an enraged ancient beast, and the almost crazy murderous intent almost ignited the entire space.

"Set up a net for me here... At the same time, contact the immortals of Kunlun... Search for this child in the mortal world, regardless of life or death."

Guanyin clasped her hands together and nodded slightly:

"I will obey His Majesty's decree."

He slowly raised his right hand, and his ten fingers were like dancing silk threads, weaving quickly in the void.

But at this moment, the Jade Emperor seemed to have noticed something.

The moment the divine eyes looked into the void, the words that came out of the half-open mouth suddenly stopped.

Guanyin’s figure is frozen in a half-bowed posture, and the movement of her right hand that was about to fall suddenly stops, as if nailed to this moment by the hands of time.

----split line----

At the same time, Jonathan's consciousness was like a piece of broken glass, shattered under the heavy blow of the Jade Emperor.

The scattered thoughts are like a lonely boat, swaying in the boundless confusion, sometimes falling into the abyss, sometimes floating lightly.

Back to the indigo-like barrier space, the tone is like the last twilight of the night, silent and deep.

Following the memory of his soul, Jonathan floated towards the looming anchor point and passed the green light gate that seemed more conspicuous than before.

When he regained a vague sense of his surroundings, the first thing he felt was the coldness of the metal.

It was an extremely precise, icy coolness with a slight smell of disinfectant, completely different from the nothingness of the magic space in his memory.

Jonathan blinked hard, his vision gradually coming into focus.

The bright white light stung him a little, and he was surrounded by a silvery metallic world.

The surface of the operating table is as smooth as a mirror, exuding a low-temperature metal texture.

His body was covered in a thin white garment similar to a sterile suit, and his limbs were connected to sophisticated monitoring equipment.

A thin intravenous needle was quietly inserted into the back of his hand, and an unknown liquid was flowing slowly in the transparent tube.

The liquid was slightly blue-green in color and reflected a strange luster under the light.

Jonathan was about to speak, but found his throat was terribly dry and his tongue seemed to be stuck by something.

As the blue-green liquid in the syringe slowly pushed forward, a drowsy feeling quickly spread.

It was an extremely mild yet powerful anesthesia that made his consciousness feel as if it was wrapped in soft silk and he fell into a dream.

However, this time the dream was chaotic and fragmented.

The outline of the planet called "Krypton" looms in the mist of memory.

The silver handwriting flashed across the sky of dreams like lightning and disappeared in a flash.

The ancient stone tablet emerged in the darkness, with mottled marks that were sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, like fragments of memory eroded by time.

There was also a book similar to a code that slowly unfolded in the dream. The words were as light as a cicada's wing, yet as profound as interstellar dust.

The majestic figure named "Zod" raised his sword high and shouted an unknown slogan.

The messy dream is like a fragmented mirror, chaotic, yet distant, with the scenes switching quickly and without logic.

Is it memory?

So, who am I?

Jonathan exhaled sharply.

When he slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he felt was dryness and stinging.

The eyeballs became sticky as if they had been soaked for a long time, and the eyelashes stuck together and required strenuous blinking to separate them slightly.

He found himself floating in a transparent culture chamber, surrounded by glowing green nutrient solution.

The liquid was thick and made his skin look pale and wrinkled.

The wrinkles on the fingertips are also more obvious than usual.

Countless tiny monitoring probes were like silver tentacles, densely attached to his body.

Breathing also became a little difficult. Although there was a device similar to an oxygen inhaler stuck in his nasal cavity, there seemed to be a damp and cold feeling of liquid in his lungs.

here……

It seems like a completely new and more elusive world?

Jonathan's dry eyes looked around with difficulty, trying to capture every detail around him.