Douluo Jueshi: I Don't Want to Be an Evil Soul Master

Chapter 462 It’s a matter of course
The sea of ​​flowers on both sides of the river suddenly withered.

One after another. The blood-red color was no longer bright, the narrow petals gradually withered, and from somewhere the wind rose, they completely disappeared into the wind, leaving only desolation everywhere.

Lin Xiao's consciousness was somewhat blurred. He was in the river, yet he seemed to be able to see this gray and desolate world.

His memory had never been so clear, from his past life to this one, from every detail of his death in his past life to every word and every fleeting thought in this world.

Lin Xiao didn't move, feeling his body immersed in the river water, gradually feeling as if he had lost his limbs, lost his body...

Even thought and consciousness themselves have vanished.

His every thought permeated this dilapidated world.

For some reason, he suddenly understood why Electrox had been a gray mist when he entered his sea of ​​consciousness, just like him now. That mist itself was Electrox's omnipresent will.

As his consciousness spread, Lin Xiao "saw" the entirety of this "crack between life and death," a place exactly like his sea of ​​consciousness... no, this was his sea of ​​consciousness.

He could even see a faint mist rising from the lower reaches of the river, which was now churning violently.

As he walked further out, he saw another world, which was also filled with an atmosphere of deathly stillness. Countless remnant souls lingered there, building new landscapes in what was originally a broken world.

This should be the plane of the dead where his soul power resides.

Suddenly, Lin Xiao felt as if he had been freed from some kind of restraint. His mind suddenly felt lighter, and when he looked again, the sea was surging. He himself was leading several souls, working together with Chen Haisheng to deal with the Spirit Emperor who only had one eyeball left.

In the wider world, he saw many things he had never noticed before.

He never felt for a moment that the world was so close to him, as if using its power was just a matter of a moment's notice.

correct!

Lin Xiao seemed to suddenly remember something.

Above the sea, the Spirit Emperor, who had lost the body of the Evil Emperor and could only use one eyeball, seemed to sense something. Even with his opponent in front of him, he still glanced around and felt somewhat uneasy.

Seeing that the Spirit Emperor was distracted, Chen Haisheng unleashed all his soul power. While attacking, he glanced at Lin Xiao, preparing to have him join the attack.

However, when his gaze fell on Lin Xiao, he suddenly froze, completely stopping all his movements. Even the aura that was clearly present but which he could not fully perceive disappeared in that instant.

In a daze, Lin Xiao had forgotten everything. He forgot the Sea of ​​Spirit, the Plane of the Dead, and even this world itself. He didn't know where he was now, or perhaps he was everywhere.

Is this what it feels like after death?
When an ordinary person dies, their consciousness dissipates. Even the powerful soul of a Title Douluo will soon disappear into the world if there is no external influence.

What he felt was definitely not the feeling after death.

More accurately, he had already experienced the feeling of death. And when he stopped rejecting his memories and picked up the memory of that moment of death in his past life, he had become the person in the world who understood death itself the most.

Nothing makes you understand better than experiencing it firsthand.

When his consciousness and his own power are completely in harmony, the improvement of his strength is only a natural thing.

How to break through to the Limit Douluo realm? This question that had troubled Lin Xiao for so long was easily answered. As long as one's cultivation and mental state are sufficient, things will fall into place naturally when the opportunity arises.

This feeling cannot be explained in words, but spiritual practice is something that must be experienced with the heart and cannot be taught in words.

Electrolux, who once possessed the strength to become a god, naturally had such vision, but the feeling of having experienced death was something he could never pass on to Lin Xiao.

Everything outside slowed down drastically. In Lin Xiao's already dried-up sea of ​​consciousness, a faint red glow suddenly flickered. Getting closer, one could see a blood-red flower with blue veins swaying gently.

All the remnant souls in the plane of the dead stopped moving at this moment, pricked up their ears, as if they could hear the sound of the river echoing in the plane of the dead.

On both banks of the river, the vibrant sea of ​​flowers illuminated the entire plane of the dead.

From the outside, Chen Haisheng, having failed in his first attack and seeing that Lin Xiao had stopped moving, stepped forward again.

But as his toes touched the ground, he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

The sea that was so closely connected to him seemed to vanish in an instant, and despite being blessed by the sea god, he could not feel the power of the sea at all for a moment.

Looking down, he saw no seawater at his feet; instead, there was a river with deep, dark water that seemed to completely devour his mind with just one glance.

Chen Haisheng was startled and quickly looked around. Petals were falling down, and not far ahead, the Spirit Emperor was also looking around with one eye.

The Spirit Emperor was even more perceptive than Chen Haisheng. The moment he sensed something was wrong, he controlled the Evil Emperor's last remaining eyeball and sent it flying into the distance.

After struggling for a long time, he remained in the same spot, as if he had never moved.

The petals drifted in the wind and slowly gathered around the Spirit Emperor. Nine soul rings appeared one by one: black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red. When you looked again, the petals had disappeared, and only Lin Xiao's figure quietly appeared.

At this moment, regardless of the Sea of ​​Spirit or the Plane of the Dead, Lin Xiao himself is all of this, is heaven and earth itself.

The Spirit Emperor manipulated the Evil Emperor's eyes to look at Lin Xiao. The moment he saw Lin Xiao's figure clearly, a terrifying aura emanated from Lin Xiao.

That was the limit of a Soul Master, the limit of humanity, and also the limit of death that Lin Xiao had mastered.

There was clearly a figure in front of him, but in the Spirit Emperor's perception, Lin Xiao seemed to be everywhere. He was like death itself, which was invisible and intangible yet real, permeating the world, silent, deathly still and cold.

Even though he came from the Abyss Plane, he felt an indescribable discomfort at this moment.

Lin Xiao's eyes were calm and still, devoid of joy or sorrow. His hands clenched lightly, as if the power of heaven and earth was pressing in from all directions. Suddenly, the Evil Emperor's eyes filled with blood, power filling them yet unable to be released. His entire eyeball swelled and burst as if it were congested with blood.

Dark red liquid splattered everywhere, as if a light rain had begun, and the auras of the Evil Emperor and the Spirit Emperor completely dissipated in this light rain.

"Resolved?" Chen Haisheng asked softly.

Lin Xiao remained silent, only clenching her right hand tightly, and slightly raising her head, seemingly looking in some direction.

(End of this chapter)