From the Soul Motion Machine onwards, the Mechanized Douluo

Chapter 718 Some weave death, some weave life, some weave good and evil

At the end of the gray fog, Chen Hong felt as if he had passed through a barrier similar to a water curtain, and then he heard a sigh that seemed to come from the ancient times.

At the same time, the world in front of Chen Hong also completely changed its appearance.

Looking up at the sky, a gray and pale sky, a gray, lifeless eye without pupils transformed into a dead moon, countless deathly souls flowing silently. Looking down at the earth, white bones are everywhere, skeletons forming mountains and rivers, black blood forming streams.

Waves of deathly and twilight energy from the wilderness instantly filled all of Chen Hong's senses!

"Hmm? Something's not right." Chen Hong looked at the deathly world before him, his brows furrowed slightly, and his right eye closed slightly. Then, all the lotus flowers in his eye withered. When he opened it again, his right eye had transformed into a deep black eye, and the world in his right eye had completely changed.

The sun, shining with warm light, hangs in the sky. Countless dragon souls, like colorful clouds, flow freely in the sky. On the earth, there are verdant mountains and clear rivers. Countless colorful dragon souls frolic and play in the mountain streams, having a great time.

"A world of death? This doesn't seem like a world of death." The field of vision was split in two: on the left, bones littered the ground and wandering souls; on the right, mountains and rivers were beautiful, with colorful clouds and flowing light.

"Have you ever died? In your eyes, what kind of scene is the world of death? Is it a painful, dark purgatory? Or a fairytale-like bright sunshine?" The old and hollow voice rang out again, but this time, Chen Hong finally saw what was speaking.

A green dragon soul, less than a meter long, emerged from the void and landed steadily on Chen Hong's shoulder. This dragon soul was different from the other dragon souls that were just orbs of light. Its scales were exquisite, like the most perfect work of art in the world. Its body was agile, but it had a trace of old white beard between its eyebrows, and its green dragon eyes were endlessly empty and deep.

"Some people fabricate stories about death, saying that it is an endless purgatory that punishes the wicked and a beautiful paradise that rewards the virtuous."

"Some people also embellish life, saying that life is nothing but a game, and that life and death are predetermined and irreversible."

"Some even fabricate concepts of good and evil. What is good? What is evil? The good is evil, and the evil is good. Even yin and yang can be reversed, so how can there be eternal good and evil?"

"So, you unfamiliar Dragon Lord, may I ask what you wish to weave this time?"

An aged voice slowly rose from Chen Hong's shoulder. Chen Hong listened silently to the ancient sigh of the emerald dragon soul, while the emerald dragon soul seemed to treat Chen Hong as a stone sculpture, without any defense.

"..." Chen Hong looked at the world in the Dragon Tomb world that he had divided in two, fell silent for a moment, and then said softly, "If I die, then I will define death. If I live, then I will define life."

"Benefiting others is good, harming others is evil, and benefiting or harming oneself is irrelevant to good or evil."

Chen Hong's voice seemed to possess some kind of magical power, resounding throughout the entire Dragon Tomb World. Instantly, countless colorful dragon souls and deathly spirits cast innocent curiosity and deathly emptiness gazes at him!

"The young man is very perceptive," the Emerald Dragon Soul said slowly and calmly.

"Death is an illusion." (Denied by the God of Death) (The God of Death King in the later part of Douluo Continent III)

"Life is an illusion." (The God-King who denies life)

"Good and evil are also illusions." (The God-King who denies good and evil)

"The only truth in this world is yourself."

Chen Hong's eyes flickered slightly, as if he understood the message that the ancient emerald dragon soul wanted to convey to him.

Many concepts in this world are actually false.

For example, it is impossible for a god to be born from true death.

True life is not about certain gods!

As for good and evil, that's even simpler! It's all a fabricated global lie!

"What you said, senior, is truly eye-opening." Chen Hong shook his head slightly after understanding, and couldn't help but sigh.

The emerald dragon soul was truly very good to him.

Why is it good?

because

Upon meeting him, the emerald dragon soul imparted to him a method for advancing to the Dragon King level—weaving one's own concepts!

"You have a high level of comprehension. We have seen you before, and at that time, we knew that you would definitely find the path to the Dragon Tomb." The emerald dragon soul looked at the colorful dragon souls that filled the sky and the wilderness and said with a deep look in its eyes.

"So," Chen Hong's eyes flickered slightly, a strange look flashing across his face, "that divine test in the Dragon Tomb was actually for me?" Although it was a question, Chen Hong's tone was that of a statement.

"Even if that human soul master used it, the power of the divine test will not disappear when the divine test disappears," the emerald dragon soul explained.

A typical divine trial might sever certain mysterious connections upon its conclusion, but the Dragon Tomb divine trial is different. At least within the Douluo Realm, the connections will not be severed.

"The real test of that divine examination is actually... how you can find the path to the Dragon Tomb." The emerald dragon soul licked its claws on Chen Hong's shoulder.

Chen Hong suddenly thought of a question: the Silver Dragon King!

"Are there two candidates?" Chen Hong asked.

"To be precise, it's one and a half; the Silver Dragon King doesn't even count as one." Although these words seemed somewhat insulting to the Silver Dragon King to Chen Hong, the emerald dragon soul's tone was not contemptuous at all, as if it were something it didn't care about.

At least in the eyes of the Emerald Dragon Soul, the order within the dragon race is: Dragon God, various Dragon Kings, Golden Dragon King, and finally Silver Dragon King.

Even if the Golden Dragon King possesses the combat power of a peak God King, in the presence of the Emerald Dragon Soul, he is only worthy of sitting at the same table as the Silver Dragon King.

"Isn't the Silver Dragon King supposed to be one half of that supreme being?" Chen Hong called out the name of the Dragon God, but was interrupted by the emerald dragon soul shaking its head slightly. So he changed his words: "Why is it that so many people I've met have the slightest habit of insulting the Silver Dragon King?"

The emerald dragon soul did not answer the question directly, but instead spoke of something else with a profound look in its eyes: "In the fabric of death, there is actually a God-King, but he is not under the jurisdiction of the current weak God Realm."

Chen Hong fell silent. Death was an illusion, and the God of Death himself was a collection of contradictions. So why did everyone subconsciously believe that the Silver Dragon King was half of the Dragon God?

"Is this still within the realm of gods?" Chen Hong suddenly asked this strange question.

The emerald dragon soul seemed unsurprised, simply stating, "The Dragon Tomb cannot leave the Douluo Realm, and the Douluo Realm cannot leave the God Realm."

"No wonder." Chen Hong nodded slightly. He understood why he couldn't have imagined that the legend of the Silver Dragon King's half of the Dragon God might be a lie. It was because he had entered the God Realm again, and many of his perceptions had been affected once more.

(End of this chapter)