this infinite world

“My Lord——!”

The first moment after entering the inner world, Yan, who had been calling Yang Yun for an unknown period of time, anxiously flew out from the Wenwang Seven-Star Sword, which had been restored to its original state, and circled around Yang Yun, with a worried look on his face: "My Lord, what happened? Since entering that pillar of light, I have completely lost the ability to sense the outside world. No matter how I call you, I get no response..."

"I'm sorry, Yan, for making you worry."

Seeing his familiar companions return to his side, Yang Yun was relieved. Although he didn't know why the Lord God sent him to the Silent Hill world instead of the Watcher as originally agreed, fortunately, Yan was still by his side: "I just got lost for a moment."

"…As long as you are okay."

Seeing that Yang Yun didn't intend to bring it up, Yan naturally wouldn't try to touch it again. But when she looked at the surrounding scenery, the worried look on her face suddenly turned into a solemn state.

Above my head, the sky was red as if it was stained with blood.

Under your feet is a lake of blood with a pungent smell so strong that it makes you unable to breathe.

All around, there was overwhelming darkness. Even though it seemed to contain some powerful energy, even the fire on Yan's body could not illuminate it. Only the Jianmu behind Yang Yun could create a safe space.

"What a bad smell..."

It was clearly a fire unicorn, but Yan's state at the moment was like that of a frightened animal, with even the hair on his head standing up: "Boundless malice and the breath of death, it's as if the whole world is dead..."

"My Lord, where exactly is this place...?"

"The other world of Silent Hill."

Yang Yun sighed. He could of course also feel the pervasive black aura from the outside world. Although Jianmu blocked it from entering, the "death" that was completely opposite to "life" still made him feel quite uncomfortable: "Although I only need to fully stimulate the light of my soul to come here, but from now on..."

The light of the soul.

It is the beginning of transcendence and immortality, the most fundamental belief in the deepest part of the heart of every living being, and a power full of infinite possibilities.

By fully stimulating the light of one's soul, one can break free from the shackles of the surface world and enter the inner world of Silent Hill. This is what Yang Yun understood after he regained his memory... But just looking at the current environment, one can tell that the situation is completely different from what he remembered. This world has turned into a dangerous place.

——And the more dangerous the place, the more powerful and terrifying the enemies will be.

"Go this way."

Closing his eyes and sensing the energy distribution around him, Yang Yun quickly found the direction to move forward. He took a step forward, and although Yan had many doubts in his heart, he had no choice but to follow.

One person and one fire unicorn walked quietly in the darkness. They didn't know how long they had walked, but from the darkness ahead came a very faint sound that sounded like the wind, or a strange sound like a song.

--This is……

At first, it was fine. Yan was able to completely ignore the sound. But as the sound became louder and louder, Yan was forced to understand the meaning of the song. But no matter how she analyzed it, she could only get some unwritten chaos from the sound... And the more she listened, the more confused Yan became. Looking at Yang Yun's back, who turned a deaf ear to the whispering song and just moved forward with one heart, the knowledgeable Huo Qilin finally asked: "My Lord, if I heard it correctly, this song is..."

"Song, you guessed it right."

Yang Yun answered casually: "But the source is the body of a dead saint of all races, so the hymn is so weak. And the sound you hear now is because the saint is too powerful. After descending to this plane, the plane produced the sound of pain... People leave their images behind, and the dead leave their voices behind, that's why."

"……what?"

This time, Yan was really shocked by Yang Yun's words. You have to know that saints are not immortals. There are only more than 3,900 saints in the entire multiverse, and their status and strength are higher than immortals... But in this world, one of them fell silently?
"arrive."

Just as Yan couldn't stop thinking, Yang Yun suddenly stopped. At this moment, Jianmu also shone brightly, illuminating everything in front of him.

——That was a giant spider corpse.

The corpse was so huge that it was even taller than a mountain. Its body was covered with traces of battle: burns here, scars from frost there, and lacerations there. However, the most fatal injuries were two: one was a wound that penetrated its head, and the other was a slash that almost split the entire giant spider's body in two from top to bottom.

"The Saint of All Races, Atlach-Nakea."

Yang Yun looked up at the spider corpse in front of him: "The ancestor of the spider family loves to parasitize humans, use the corpses to produce his own offspring, and use the bones of humans to weave his own spider web."

"Atlak-Nakea, only one step away from becoming a high-level saint. I have also had records of him in the database of my Qilin clan, but I didn't expect him to die here..."

Facing the giant spider corpse that still had the pressure of the superior even after its death, Yan's aura became unstable. It was obvious that everything she saw had greatly shocked her: "Who killed such a powerful saint of all races..."

"There is a stone tablet." Yang Yun slightly magnified the light, allowing Yan to see a stone tablet not far away. The words on the stone tablet seemed to be carved directly with a weapon, and every stroke showed a murderous aura...

"Chiyou of the human race, beheaded Atlak-Nakea, the saint of all races, here!"

"Chi You of the human race?" Yan looked at the stone tablet and muttered to himself: "What exactly is it..."

"Zheng!"

Before Yan could finish his words, a terrifying bloody wind and a pitch-black and pure destructive murderous aura transformed into a long sword and suddenly attacked, as if to cut the only source of light in the darkness, Yang Yun, in half!

However, at this moment, Jianmu, which had been standing quietly, suddenly shone with light. Its branches seemed to have their own consciousness, and they all dropped down, weaving into an indestructible barrier. Although the blade was like a raging wave, it seemed to have found its home under the protection of Jianmu. All the violence and ferocity disappeared instantly when it touched those branches. The surrounding air became quiet at this moment, as if even time had frozen...

"long time no see……"

During this attack and defense, Yang Yun slowly turned around and looked at the terrifying man with long blood-red hair who looked like a god or a demon behind him.

"Chi You." (End of this chapter)