The Great Black Hand

——Fengdu!

The ancient city called Fengdu is the only source of light in the dark world. It is vast and boundless, yet full of infinite horror.

Understandable, because there were so many dead bodies!

There are human beings, as well as various ferocious beasts and birds of prey. Some are golden peng birds, whose blood is still flowing today. There are also crows like black suns, which still stand after their death, with black light shining out. There are also many races that have never been heard of or seen before.

In addition to living creatures, there are also different plants, but they are all dead, the breath of life has dissipated, and the corpses are lying here.

The corpses of these creatures and plants seemed to have been left behind after countless years, but they had never decayed, were still bleeding, and still had a luster. They were spread out and presented here at random, writing a huge horror.

"Who built this city? And for what purpose?"

Ye Fan was facing a formidable enemy. He concentrated his mind to the extreme and moved forward cautiously.

Now that he has come here, he knows that escape is useless and he has no choice but to face it.

After walking through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he finally entered the city.

At that moment, he felt a huge spiritual shock, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

"Finally... I've waited for you..."

To say it is a whisper is relative.

In Ye Fan's ears, it was as if thousands of steel nails were piercing into his brain, and then connected to an electric motor, giving him an electric shock treatment.

"what!"

He screamed, "Who are you?!"

Unfortunately, no one answered. Only a terrifying force took him away, along with the corpses all over the city.

When Ye Fan's vision cleared, he was horrified.

Because he was in a huge millstone, waiting to be ground to dust along with those corpses!

"I hate it!"

Ye Fan howled sadly.

The next moment, the world went dark, and the millstone was crushing him!

……

"Is this really good?"

In the void of darkness, there was someone who seemed to be ferrying people, paddling a small boat made of corpse bones, exuding the power of an Immortal Emperor.

He sailed on the years, traveling along the long river of time. At this moment, he went downstream and passed by this place. He opened his mouth and asked the master of darkness.

A lamp lit up and hung on the bow, illuminating the dark space and making a coffin clear.

"Missing people, it's okay..."

After a long time, whispers were heard from the coffin.

Chapter 385 If you are a brother, let’s play “Crouching Dragon and Phoenix”. I am in 11

"Are you really sure?"

The hero who treads on the emperor's bones and defies time speaks in a faint voice.

The person in the coffin did not answer, but just whispered.

"There are countless romantic people in the world."

"Some people transform themselves through eternity, transform themselves into freedom, illuminate all the splendor of the world with their own bodies, contain thousands of years of ancient history, and finally transform themselves into a true seed, which is nirvana and inheritance."

“There are also people who are in a long dream, a picture scroll of time and space, and they become a field, letting a true seed fall, waiting for it to take root and sprout, flowers to bloom and fall, and the fruit of the Tao to emerge.”

"What is gone will reappear, but what is here is disappearing."

"Two celestial emperors perform on the same stage, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix blossom, they are together forever in life and death, the left foot steps on the right foot, and they spiral up to heaven."

“The common people are as weak as ants, but they still possess a share of truth.”

"At the same time, there can only be one true 'I'... When he dies, he can reflect, revive, return from death, and be resurrected in thoughts."

"I don't know when, and I don't know who... I forgot!"

"Someone is planning, and maybe they can help Gaoyuan, so that they can truly and completely destroy all realms, wipe out the heavens, and make the destruction of all worlds clean and complete."

"At the same time as destruction, there is the splendor of rebirth. It is the return of eternity and the reappearance of all living things!"

"All the worlds came from existence to non-existence, and we came from non-existence to existence, reflecting all the times and all the living beings that have ever lived, hidden in a big dream..."

"At that time, who is the real history? Who is the real 'truth'?"

"The living and the dead are in complete opposition here... We have traveled through the primordial universe, condensed the mysteries of heaven and earth, and reversed life and death. Perhaps, we can see a ghost awaken and send him the most sincere "greetings" - is this game fun?"

"Here, trample him, sprint to the supreme realm, and sever all the causes and effects of the past and present!"

"All the worlds and eternity have been too painful... After all the repeated tortures, it is better to end it with this battle."

The voice of the man in the coffin was full of vicissitudes. He was not asking for justice for himself, but for the people who had been brutally slaughtered over billions of epochs. He wanted justice!

"Will it end in one battle? I'm looking forward to it." The hero who stepped on the emperor's bone said heroically, "Count me in!"

"Back then, I was short-sighted... What's the point of using scraps to forge a sword? We should have refined the man's coffin in its entirety!"

"He can't even poop cleanly, and he's making future generations busy... If I don't scold him, beat him to death or maim him after I revive him, how can I relieve the misery and pain of lying there like a corpse for billions of years?"

"Hahaha!"

He laughed out loud, fearless and courageous.

The Emperor's Bone Trampler laughed for a long time before he stopped. "The Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick appear together, illuminating the ages. Are the two of them enough?"

"It was not enough. Even if one person was the seed and the other was the field, and they complemented each other, it was still not enough." The man in the coffin replied, "It's just that Gao Yuan's busy schedule and repeated grand sacrifices have created enough enemies for himself."

"Someone has discovered the secret of the Three Generations Copper Coffin. It is not without reason that heroes with unlimited potential are occasionally created."

"Every sacrifice, directed to the source of the plateau, is an agitation of thoughts, which will trigger the mechanism and thus create a great man with boundless potential!"

"One sacrifice, one achievement... How many years have passed!"

"The more ruthless and fierce the sacrifice, the more outstanding the heroes that are created... But in the past, these heroes failed to grow up and died halfway."

"Now, they will also return for the ultimate reckoning!"

……

"Am I going to die here?"

Ye Fan lamented.

The big mill seems to have the power to destroy the world. Only when you are truly in it can you understand what it means to have no way to heaven and no door to the earth.

This is simply beyond human power to resist. Even if the Immortal King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is added to his body, he himself cannot turn the situation around and can only passively wait for the judgment of fate.

When the big mill started to turn, boundless pain swept through Ye Fan's heart.

He felt that his body seemed to be decomposed at this moment, breaking into pieces, like falling leaves, or like rain of light, grinding into bones and scattering into ashes, and disappearing into thin air.

Ye Fan was in a trance, his soul was floating and then decomposing. He felt that he had turned into particles, each one of which was glowing. He left his original world and was in reincarnation, in the afterlife.

It's an indescribable and very strange feeling.

Ye Fan could feel that everything about him was being "stripped away", as if he was engaging in an ultimate philosophical debate.

——What exactly is “I”? What is “I”?

If I lose my physical body, am I still "me"?

My soul is broken, am I still "me"?

If my memory is erased, am I still "me"?

……

All of this was tortured under the world-destroying test, allowing Ye Fan to gain a deep and clear understanding while hovering between life and death.

Of course, this process is by no means comfortable.

The various corpses that were in the same situation as him and fell into the millstone together had already been crushed to pieces, just like plump and juicy meat buns that were finely ground and burst, leaking out "juice"...but this "juice" was blood and soul light!

Everything in life, even the deepest and most unforgettable fighting spirit and obsession, will not be able to be retained under the cold millstone. They will all be erased and turned into pure, blank spiritual seeds.

The corpse and blood were refined and turned into the most original energy!

Everything has been ground down, from the body to the spirit, back to its origin!

No matter how stunning and charming you are during your lifetime, and how much you look down on the world, what does it matter?

After death, at the end of reincarnation, everything will come to an end. The past glory and the splendor of previous lives will be ground into pieces and will never be seen again!

"Is this reincarnation?"

Ye Fan was enduring tremendous pain and suffering. At this moment, a force emerged from nowhere to support him, allowing his spirit to remain immortal. He resisted the might of the Fengdu Ghost City and the World-Destroying Mill and forced himself to bear witness.

All the corpses and residual souls of the spirits return to their origins, where will they go in the end? !

Gradually, as if the fog had dissipated, he saw a river, the years were flowing, time was rushing, and it was heading towards an unknown time and space.

In the river, it is the blank spiritual seeds that are floating up and down, and it is the origin of the corpse refining that is drifting.

They surge like fertilizer to nourish the poor soil and to nurture a plant that has difficulty growing - it is very thin, as if it has been hungry for nine meals in three days, and it has no choice but to stop being picky about food.

In a trance, Ye Fan had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if he saw a little thief secretly stealing all the dead in the heavens and the world.

They accepted everyone who came, recycled waste, recovered true spirits, and emptied the heavens and myriad worlds bit by bit, shouting the slogan - "Leave no soul to the darkness!"

——"The greatest kindness we can show to all living beings is to prevent them from being reborn into this dark and cruel world!"

——"Xiaorun Fairyland, Darun Heaven, the Run among the Runs, come into my dream!"

——"Damn this game, the game is full of cheats and free players are treated like straw dogs... quit the game! You must quit the game! Fight for the rights of players!"

——"When I was young, I despised the Demon Ancestor. When I grew up, I understood the Demon Ancestor. When I matured, I became the Demon Ancestor!"

——"Lie down and play badly, and the god of death will live forever! If you are a brother, come and play "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix". I will wait for you in city 114514. See you there!"

"..."

Ye Fan was confused and dazed. For a moment, he felt an endless torrent of information washing over him and drowning him... It was a weight that life could not bear and could drown him.

"not good!"

At the critical moment, he struggled, and his true spirit, which had been crushed into particles, tried hard to glow, resisting a terrifying absorption force.

It turns out that curiosity kills the cat.

Some things, once you know and understand them, become close to you.

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you.

That unknown time and space is trying to capture him at this moment, and wants to reincarnate Ye Fan into it.

What will happen after you go in?

Ye Fan didn't know, he just felt a great fear, as if someone was laughing strangely and saying something incomprehensible - "My stupid original self, you are finally here! Quickly become my substitute, I don't want Zero Seven anymore!"

"No... I can't die... I want to go home... There are so many relatives and friends waiting for me..."

At the critical moment of life and death, Ye Fan struggled but failed, and his broken soul shed a crystal tear.

That's right.

Although he had forgotten his past, there was always a kind of inexplicable longing that concerned him, as if it was his hometown or his relatives.

He doesn't want to die, and he can't die!

This seemed to have touched something, and at the unknown end of time and space, blurry souls emerged one after another.

The emergence of these souls shocked Ye Fan.

Because they seem to have exactly the same faces, similar and close.

Moreover, Ye Fan felt like he was looking in the mirror!

Great fear gripped Ye Fan's heart at this moment - if he still had this thing.

Fortunately, those souls were glowing with brilliant smiles, which soothed the fear in his heart.

Moreover, they each have their own temperament, which seems to be caused by the different environments in which they grew up. Each has his or her own splendor and suffering, which have shaped their own unique personalities.