Girl, let me check it out.

These streams of light instantly formed numerous extremely realistic fragments of light and shadow.

Humans drilled wood to make fire, Cangjie created characters and books, and Huangdi held the Xuanyuan sword to subdue demons and monsters and protect the human homeland.

A hundred schools of thought contended with each other, humanity flourished, and the Jixia Palace was submerged in the vast waves of the East China Sea.

The First Emperor whipped the world with a whip; the Han Emperor killed a snake and Emperor Guangwu restored the country.

All the history up to now was played backwards before his eyes. The speed was so fast and the amount of information was so huge that Fang Weihan was in a hurry and didn't remember anything.

At the end of the light and shadow, the scene in front of me stopped on a portrait of a person.

This is a young man. He is looking up at the moon, with the light of stars surging in his eyes.

Fang Weihan looked at it for a long time before he suddenly realized:

Oh, this person is me.

Just then, the person in front of me opened his eyes.

He looked at Fang Weihan, and the pupils in his eyes turned into a strange blood red in an instant.

"Why are you still alive? Why am I still alive?"

He roared loudly, like a wild beast being skinned and boned.

"You must die! If you don't die, I won't be truly free!"

"We shouldn't exist!"

"This world is fake, our existence is meaningless!"

Fang Weihan: "..."

"who are you?"

After the initial confusion, Fang Weihan has now calmed down.

The reverse thinking just now ignored the limitations of space and time, and it was like entering a higher-dimensional physical sensation.

So what exactly is this self that is right before my eyes?

Is it a phantom of the past, a nightmare of the future, or yourself in another world line?

"I am you and you are me!"

Fang Weihan burst into laughter, as if mocking his ignorance.

"Don't you know what you fear most?"

"Fang Weihan, how much do you know about yourself?"

His eyes were like a gaze into the abyss, filled with madness, fear and paranoia.

"After living in this so-called world for so long, have you forgotten the nature of this world?"

He sneered like a madman.

"This is a TV show world! The people here are all fake!"

"This is Truman's World. It's a pity that you are still like a fool and take your feelings seriously."

"Do you really think of yourself as the King of Guangling?"

"Wake up! Guangling King Fang Weihan has been killed by Xie Lingwan, and the only one alive now is a ghost!"

He whispered into Fang Weihan's ear, like the whisper of a devil.

"Now take up your sword and kill yourself."

"This is all just a dream. Kill yourself and the dream will end."

"Don't you want to go back to your original world? Do you want to play house with these virtual people for the rest of your life?"

"Fang Weihan, a dream is a dream, and it has to end."

"Now it's time to wake up from the dream."

Fang Weihan: "..."

A cold weapon appeared in the man's hand and was handed to Fang Weihan.

This cold weapon is not shaped like a lumen. It has a curved body and looks a bit like a samurai sword from the previous life.

He was reminding himself that it was time to break away from this so-called world.

"Kill yourself, let's go home and leave this damn dream world."

the man cursed.

"I can't stand this smog-free air for even a second."

"Hahaha."

Fang Weihan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"why are you laughing?"

the man questioned.

"I didn't expect my inner demons to be so humorous."

Fang Weihan shook his head with an amused look on his face.

"Don't be so stubborn, Fang Weihan! Stop lying to yourself!"

There was suppressed anger in the man's voice.

"I am you! Not some inner demon!"

What answered him was a sharp sword blade that shone with golden color.

The samurai sword slowly faded away, and the slender eight-sided Han sword appeared in Fang Weihan's hand.

The sharp sound of swords resounded throughout the space.

This is the long sword named Luminous. It spans the gap between the real and spiritual worlds and comes in response to Fang Weihan's call.

"Wake up, wake up!"

A cute girl's voice sounded beside him.

The girl in a blue dress, barefoot, appeared beside Fang Weihan as the starlight flashed.

"I knew you were trapped by this inner demon, humph."

Yun Shu crossed his arms and snorted.

"I'm almost done, aren't I? Why are you in such a hurry? In a hurry for the king?"

Fang Weihan made a sword flower and laughed softly.

"Hurry up and fix it. I'll be waiting for you outside."

The girl's figure disappeared again like a bubble.

Fang Weihan turned around, with the tip of his sword pointing forward horizontally, his tremendous blood energy ready to be unleashed.

"Okay, now there are only two of us."

he sneered.

"It's time to send you on your way."

"What do you want to do? You don't really believe what she said?"

Fang Weihan began to scream wildly, like a trapped beast fighting to the death.

"She's fake! She's fake!"

"You have to kill yourself!"

Fang Weihan was a little surprised.

"I didn't say I wouldn't commit suicide?"

"then you……"

"I killed you before I killed myself, what's the problem?"

Fang Weihan walked towards him step by step.

The sword light was like thunder, tearing a long crack in the ground.

The man retreated in embarrassment, but he could not avoid the soul-chasing sword.

The sword energy passed through his body and continued to fly forward without hurting him at all.

"Hahahaha, it's useless."

The inner demon laughed.

"Even if I have a sword in my hand, I can't cut through the thousands of strands of sorrow! How can a mere piece of ordinary iron hurt me?"

"Fake blood, fake sword, only I am real!"

Fang Weihan remained silent.

He no longer mobilized strength from his dantian, and all the blood and energy in his body dissipated.

"Oh? Have you changed your mind?"

The inner demon now has something to rely on and knows that Fang Weihan cannot kill him, so he is not so afraid anymore.

"Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier? I am unkillable. You..."

What he said next came to an abrupt end.

Fang Weihan's inner demon lowered his head in disbelief.

From his shoulder to his waist, a long and narrow sword scar ran across his body.

Starlight flames burned on the sword mark, burning his skin and flesh, and black air diffused from the wound.

"You will... regret it..."

The resentful words drifted in the air, leaving only ashes on the spot.

That was the remains left after the star power burned the flesh and blood.

Fang Weihan sheathed his sword and felt refreshed.

He looked up and found that the darkness that originally covered the area had quietly disappeared.

His head was filled with brilliant stars.

[The Mirror Sky Path is open.]

[Star power affinity is greatly improved. 】

[Jingtian's cultivation level has been raised. Current cultivation level: Jingtian's first transformation, knowledge theory.]

[Jingtian's cultivation level has been raised. Current cultivation level: Jingtian Second Stage, Copying.]

[Jingtian's cultivation has been improved. Current cultivation: Jingtian Third Transformation: Gratitude.]

[Jingtian's cultivation level has been raised. Current cultivation level: Jingtian's fourth level: Focus.]

【The subject of knowledge has been added: Wen Zhexue. 】

[The bright moon is the head of thousands of stars. You have a new understanding of Wen Zhexue.]

[Reward: Annotation of "General Outline of Star Theory". ]

The enormous star power instantly poured into Fang Weihan's limbs and bones like a flood.

The mysterious star power and the violent blood produced some friction, but in the end they merged peacefully into a mixed force.

Fang Weihan was trying hard to digest the huge and complex knowledge that the system suddenly stuffed into him, and he couldn't take care of anything else.

He felt as if there were suddenly ten more Xinhua dictionaries in his mind.

What the hell are these things?

"Huh? How come your system turned Wen Zhexue into an object of knowledge?"

Yun Shu felt a little strange.

"How strange, even Wen Zhexue can do it?"