1098: C1098 Derived Subconsciousness

C1098 Derived Subconsciousness

The power of destiny: "Humph! It seems like your strength has not been pushed to the limit by us, but you still have the strength to come and hang around in the group? "

He only needed one sword strike to cover the entire sky, "What's there to be suspicious about? Can splitting a bit of consciousness count as something to us?"

Taoist Master: "I think you guys misunderstood."

Taoist Master: "I'm not Su Chen."

Taoist Master: "Qi, it's been a while."

The power of destiny: "!"

He only needed one sword strike to sweep across heaven and earth.

The cute girl appeared again. "You're back?"

Taoist Master: "I guess so! "I don't know if it counts."

The cute girl appeared again. "What problem? I'll take care of it for you."

After waiting for countless years, the person she missed everyday finally returned.

Even if he knew, nothing unexpected would happen to him.

The worst that could happen was that everything was normal.

However, Taoist Master had returned early. They could tell that this plan that spanned billions of years had failed.

Heavenly Monarch: "Your master's consciousness has awoken, but the second half of consciousness that you derived has not dissipated yet?"

Taoist Master: "So far, it seems so."

Heavenly Monarch: "Alright, then I'll help you."

The power of fate: "Me too."

He only needed a single sword strike to sweep across the world: "When we return this time, we'll discuss this matter properly."

He only needed a single sword strike to sweep through the world. "It's best to return as soon as possible."

Raging Flames: "Sub consciousness, do you plan to wipe it out?"

Heavenly Monarch: "I'm not going to kill him, but keep him for the new year?"

Raging Flames: "If it's really useless, then you can just give this consciousness to me. I'll take care of it."

The cute girl appeared again. "Hur Hur! "You're thinking about farts."

Although it was just a useless subconscious, it still basically represented Taoist Master.

Even if she had confidence in Taoist Master, she knew in her heart that if she didn't erase this subconscious, it would not affect Taoist Master in the end.

How could she not know what that person would do when she handed her subconscious to him?

Taoist Master: "This subconscious was out of my expectations. The strength and willpower of this subconscious gave me a headache."

Taoist Master: "So, I'll be counting on everyone."

Heavenly Monarch: "Alright, leave it to me."

The power of fate: "After all our years of friendship, don't worry!"1

He only needed one sword strike to sweep through heaven and earth. "You will always be you, and I will only recognize you. So, leave it to me."

"…"

Looking at these exalted words, a thought uncontrollably appeared in the old members' minds.

Could the Taoist Master Deputy Consciousness they were talking about be Lord Administrator?

In that case, what Group Manager said before was what Lord Administrator said?

In other words, these people wanted to erase Lord Administrator from this world?

This...

All of a sudden, all the old members of the group left the group in tacit understanding.

Nowadays, Group Manager was the enemy of the communication group. Since they wanted to help Lord Administrator, how could they dare to continue staying in the communication group?

With the powers controlled by these supreme existences, if they were to continue staying in the communication group, the thought of helping them would probably arise in their mind. Before they could even start implementing their rescue plan, they would be struck by a blow through the sky.

The next moment, all the old members of the exchange group crossed the space and appeared at the place where they usually gathered.

On one side, in a small, fragile world.

They were all gathered together, wanting to discuss and see if they could help Lord Administrator?

They owed Lord Administrator a debt of gratitude. Without Lord Administrator, they would not have been able to reach this stage.

In terms of emotion and logic, they had to do their best.

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