In the place where mind and reality intertwined, everything was calm, except for the mood of the Transcendent demigod Veron.
After Fu Qian naturally expressed his denial, the unshakable intent to kill that he faced when confronting Ian, surprisingly, echoed in his mind again.
However, that was all there was to it—the surrounding scene did not change.
Regrettably, it appeared that this lack of change deeply shook Veron.
"How can this be?"
After looking around a few times, the demigod finally exclaimed in surprise.
"Logically, any speech or action that goes against the subconscious should cause instability, thus leading to unpredictable changes..."
"Is it possible that the change has already happened but is not visible on the surface?"
Faced with Veron's doubts, Fu Qian thoughtfully offered a suggestion, stamping his foot on the ground as he spoke.
The echo was crisp, showing no sign of unreality.
