Finally, the memory lingered on a great battle.
[One could see the past, the future, and the present, three Buddha statues with five hundred Arhats and three thousand Jiedi Gods scattered left and right, surrounding the three Demon Kings, leaving no way out.]
[Despite wanting to escape, the golden presence could not break free. How could it leave? Thus, with no alternative, it was forced to convert.]
From that point on,
a portion of the memory was thoroughly assimilated.
Chen Yun wasn't sure if it could still be called a memory.
But in his view, these fragments likely came from an unknown source.
These pieces of information did not belong to him.
It seemed they stemmed from the memory of another existence.
Yet from these disjointed and blurry fragments of memory, Chen Yun could sense there was something amiss with them.
Rather than being the memory of another existence,
it would be better to describe it as images observed from a third-person perspective of that existence.
