"Consciousness? You're saying that the consciousness of the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother is a small ball that can't talk clearly?"
Old Qin hurriedly shook his head. "It's not this small ball. It's the huge blazing golden ball we just saw!"
"What about this little ball?"
"This is also the consciousness of the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother. However, it's a split body of the main consciousness, similar to…"
"Subconsciousness? Or a clone?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Subconsciousness, that's a good way to put it!"
Old Qin flattered him and continued, "Perhaps it's because of the subconsciousness that this consciousness is incomplete. At most, it's equivalent to a five or six-year-old!
"I communicated with it for a long time before I understood that the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother seemed to have suffered a calamity. She sealed her main consciousness and separated a subconscious body to barely control her body."