The Void was a mysterious place. When the Second Overlord and Overseer used his powers over the Void to create a space, where no one beside him could enter it, most experts were astonished at the display of power, the First Overlord and Overseer did not act, merely looking from the corner.

The Space where Feng Xiantian was previously, was the so-called gateway between the Void and Abyssal Realms, both having been created by the Second Overlord and Overseer. In that realm, unless the Overlord himself wanted you to move, you couldn't move. If he wanted you dead, it would be very easy for him to kill you.

The Void Realm was split apart, and a figure appeared inside it. The figure looked like a young man, around his twenties, with spiky dark blue hair, and a charismatic aura. He also had an orange and one silver eye. He looked at where Feng Xiantian had been, as emotionless as always. "Interesting." He muttered.

"Let's see how far can you reach… Maybe you actually can fulfill the prophecy the oldest of us have set up for you." A chuckle escaped his mouth, "That would be indeed interesting to see, the pinnacle has started to get a bit boring, maybe you can make it interesting again, I believe that you can amuse me…Feng Xiantian."

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Feng Xiantian's soul traveled within the massive Void Realm, passing through it extremely quickly. He did not even know that there was a person observing him from afar with interest. Even if he knew that Shen Tian was looking at him, there was not really much Feng Xiantian could do, as even speaking was not possible.

A vortex appeared out of nowhere in the Void Realm, it was dark purple in color and it sucked Feng Xiantian's Soul, the vortex continued to exist even after his soul had passed through it, only disappearing when Shen Tian flicked his finger, he could easily change the shape and form of the Void Realm as he wished it to be, it was mere child play for him.

A silhouette of a young man appeared as a gateway to the Void Realm was formed, the First Overlord and Overseer, also called Ryu Otsutsuki, with red crimson hair and violet eyes, he stood at the same level as Shen Tian, even older than him.

Ryu, who could be also called the creator of the second universe, and of the first multiverse, was one of the strongest in existence, only Shen Tian being slightly stronger than him, however they both were friendly with each other, they could be considered good friends, thus they would never fight each other.

Ryu Otsutsuki smiled upon seeing Shen Tian, "So you finally sent him to the other dimension. I would do it for you… But your mastery over Space and Time is far higher than mine, despite both of us having Kamui, you spent way more time in mastering it." Shen Tian calmly nodded, ignoring his existence.

Shen Tian glared at Ryu Otsutsuki, his eyes not showing any emotion, his expression was empty, looking rather calm. " My current concern is not my personal strength, I can always increase it, there is another concern which is far higher in my list than my own strength… And you know that.."

"Yes… I do know."

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Feng Xiantian felt his world slowly turn white, then black. Complete pitch darkness covered his sight, in fact, he was not even sure if he could even open his eyes, he could feel his body, but it was not the one he was very familiar with.

A feeling of dizziness overcame him and an urge to cry engulfed his mind. Seeing no reason to deny his body's wishes he started to cry; Not like he had much of a choice anyway.

He frowned deep inside his Soul, the only place where he could calmly stay without any damage done to his body. The constitution of his body or physique was damaged. Although he was incapable of movement right now, he could sense it.

Feng Xiantian was not gifted with a powerful body or Spiritual Energy. He only had the incomplete technique to cultivate forward which was already a huge boost to his powers.

His body was practically crippled, not in a way which would disable his ability to cultivate but in a way which would reduce his ability to cultivate.

To be more exact, he felt as if a massive part of himself was cut from him. It was as if he was not a full person, but merely half of the person he was supposed to be.

No matter how much he struggled to move, he was incapable of such an action. He was tied to something which prevented any movement apparently.

He resigned to his fate and let out a 'sigh'. He attempted to open his eyes, succeeding to a certain degree before closing them due to the slight amount of pain he felt upon doing so.

If you were to compare his current capabilities to him in his peak, capable of shattering the entire Ancestral Profound Dimension to smithereens, it was like comparing an infant to an adult.

Feng Xiantian was rarely nervous or anxious. After seventeen years of suffering could make him feel such emotions.

At the moment, however, he felt exasperated.

Just what had happened to him; had he truly reincarnated?!

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Feng Xiantian didn't have much to do in his current body. He could only explore his Dantian, his Divine Spark was somewhere there, yet it was… Broken down to the point it couldn't even be called a Divine Spark.

He could feel that his body and blood was not that of a normal human. It reeked of 'abnormality'.

His concentration was interrupted as he heard the cries of a woman which he assumed was his mother due to obvious reasons.

Unfortunately, he was not in a position to really do anything about his surroundings. His Spiritual Energy was basically equivalent to a total of zero.

Paying attention for a moment, Feng Xiantian could hear that the woman was also trying to put him to sleep as she cried. Although Feng Xiantian was cold and tended to ignore stuff like love, he could see that the woman loved him dearly.

The woman had dark-raven hair which reached the end of her back. Feng Xiantian also noticed a pair of silver eyes in the woman's facial features which truly were polished by a Goddess of Beauty. He had traveled the many universes and dimensions of the Chaotic Realm, yet had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

Feng Xiantian was curious to know if she was his mother; He could feel a faint connection to her which was slowly but surely lowering and thinning as time moved forward.

He had a desire to help this woman, however, he had no idea what she was even muttering in the first place. It was of a foreign language which even with the knowledge he had attained in the Chaotic Realm, had no idea of.

However, a moment later the woman's body started to pour out a type of energy which resembled Spiritual Energy. Feng Xiantian's consciousness started to fall apart at that moment, it was as if she was trying to rip apart his soul.