PDLP Chapter 2220 Broken
Chapter 2220 Broken
In this seemingly endless abyss of torture, Matthew's consciousness was gradually shrouded by a chaotic fog and became blurred.
His mind was like a beast trapped in a quagmire. Every struggle became heavier and every bit of consciousness gradually dissipated under the erosion of pain.
He seemed to be in an endless dark abyss, with tangible pain and despair surging around him.
The pain was like a sharp ice spike, piercing into every inch of his skin and deep into his bones; the despair was like thick ink, wrapping him tightly and making him unable to see a single ray of light.
In this dark world, there is no direction, no end, only overwhelming suffering that overwhelms him.
However, even though he was stuck in this desperate situation, the persistence in practice and the desire for a breakthrough in Matthew's heart still flickered tenaciously.
It is like a faint lamp swaying in a storm. Although it may be extinguished by the darkness at any time, it still burns stubbornly and emits an unyielding light.
This glimmer of light became his only support in this endless pain, and the never-extinguished spark of hope deep in his soul.
He told himself countless times in his heart that he must persevere.
He knew very well that this might be a severe tribulation that could not be avoided on the path of cultivation.
Every breakthrough in spiritual practice is accompanied by unimaginable hardships, and this time, perhaps it is another severe test of fate for him.
As long as you can get through this stage and break through the numerous obstacles before you, you may be able to achieve true transformation and usher in a major leap in your spiritual practice.
So, even though his body was in unbearable pain, every inch of his muscle was twisted in agony, and every nerve was screaming madly, he still clenched his teeth tightly, and his cheeks bulged high due to the force.
With his iron will, he tried to maintain the last bit of clarity in the storm of consciousness.
His eyes were fixed on the madly spinning sphere in his sea of consciousness. The sphere seemed to be the source of all his pain, but also seemed to hold the key to breaking through the difficulties.
It was spinning at high speed, emitting a strange light and bringing with it a powerful force that impacted Matthew's sea of consciousness.
In this life-and-death moment, every breath feels like a long ordeal.
Time seemed to be stretched out by an invisible hand; every breath became extremely long, as if it had solidified into eternity.
Matthew's body twitched uncontrollably in pain, his limbs twisted and his body trembled.
His soul was also undergoing an unprecedented severe test in this doomsday-like storm.
That unknown powerful force, like a surging tide, beat against the banks of his soul wave after wave, trying to break it down completely.
But Matthew's faith became stronger and stronger, like a pine tree rooted in a rock, which could not be shaken in the slightest no matter how fierce the wind and rain were.
He was determined to use his indestructible will to fight against this unknown powerful force and explore the mysterious secrets hidden deep in his sea of consciousness.
He believed that as long as he didn't give up, he would be able to find a ray of light in this endless darkness.
Time passes quietly bit by bit. During this long ordeal, even though time seems to be slowed down infinitely and almost stagnant, it is still flowing slowly.
Through constant self-adjustment, Matthew gradually began to adapt to the torture his body was suffering at the moment.
He learned to live with the pain, to find a trace of tranquility in the agony, and to strive to achieve a new balance between his body and mind.
However, the piercing sound in the sea of consciousness continued to ring, like a sharp siren, without stopping for a moment.
The sound was like a sharp blade, constantly cutting his nerves and leaving him no peace for a moment.
But Matthew was no longer easily disturbed by the sound. He focused his attention on the spinning ball, trying to decipher a clue from its crazy rotation, a ray of hope that could help him escape from the predicament.
As time went on, Matthew discovered that the rotation of the sphere seemed to begin to undergo some subtle changes.
Its speed no longer soared wildly and irregularly like before, but there would be occasional brief pauses during the high-speed rotation.
This subtle change, like a ray of light in the darkness, gave Matthew a glimmer of hope.
He clung to this glimmer of hope and observed intently every movement and every change of the ball.
He began to try to concentrate his consciousness and approached the sphere carefully.
With every step closer he got, the powerful force struck his soul more violently.
But Matthew did not back down. He gritted his teeth and moved forward step by step.
Finally, when the sphere paused briefly, Matthew felt a mysterious breath emanating from the sphere.
Without hesitation, he integrated his spiritual consciousness into that aura, trying to establish a connection with it.
At the moment when his spiritual power merged with that breath, a strong light suddenly burst out from his sea of consciousness.
The light was like a bright star, illuminating the entire dark sea of consciousness.
In this light, Matthew felt an unprecedented powerful force. That force seemed to be a mysterious gift from the depths of the universe, continuously flowing into his body and soul.
At the same time, the severe pain that had been following Matthew like a shadow and tormenting him mercilessly seemed to be gently wiped away by an invisible hand and was gradually dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The sharp and piercing sound in his sea of consciousness, which seemed to tear his soul apart, also stopped abruptly at this moment, leaving only a heart-pounding silence.
The rapidly spinning sphere, which had previously emitted a strange light and was wreaking havoc on Matthew's sea of consciousness in a crazy manner, suddenly shattered without any warning.
It was like a bright gem that was over-compressed. The moment it reached its limit, it burst into countless tiny fragments, each of which flashed a mysterious and dangerous gleam.
The moment the sphere shattered, a suffocating amount of energy poured out from its core.
This energy was like an ancient beast that had been imprisoned for countless years. Once it broke free from its cage, it brought with it endless wildness and power.
It is extremely huge, as if it has been precipitated and accumulated over a long period of time, accumulating countless energy just to explode at this moment.
Once the energy is released, it will spread uncontrollably to every corner of the sea of consciousness like a wild horse running away from its reins.
It is like a surging wave, sweeping across every corner of the sea of consciousness with overwhelming force.
Wherever it went, the space seemed to be twisted and deformed by this powerful force.
The originally dark and deep sea of consciousness was illuminated by this energy and became as bright as day, with the light flickering like a sky ravaged by lightning.