A bone-piercing coldness came from his back that was pressed against the ground. An unbearable rancid smell spread across his face, making him almost vomit. He propped himself up with his arms and stared blankly ahead. The air here was cold and the atmosphere was gloomy, as if countless blades were stabbing into every inch of his skin.
It was a pitch-black world.
Everything was dark. There was no light, no sound, nothing.
The pure black world made Feng Xie Ling completely stunned. In front of him, behind him, above him, below him…no matter which direction he was in, there was only darkness. He stretched out his arms, but he could not see his hands at all.
He closed his eyes and then opened them again…The scene he saw was exactly the same.
Where…was this?
What kind of place was this?
He felt as if he had been isolated into a completely dark world. The entire world seemed to have been completely swallowed by darkness, and there was nothing else except him.
He had already started to get used to the smell of decay. Only the deathly stillness here made it impossible for him to calm down.
"What kind of place is this? Is anyone there?"
Feng Xie Ling roared loudly in front of him, but he waited for a long time with his ears pricked up, but he did not hear any response.
There was no movement in the surroundings. It was still pitch-black, so dark that it was oppressive and terrifying.
A few minutes later, he calmed himself down and took a deep breath. He began to walk forward in confusion. The ground under his feet was cold and smooth. It was definitely not ordinary ground. It was like stepping on smooth glass.
In the darkness, he couldn't see anything, so he was careful with every step. He didn't make too much noise, and his mind was tense.
One minute... five minutes... ten minutes... the world before him was still completely black, as if it was an endless cycle without any change.
Feng Xiling stopped in his tracks. In the dark world, his eyes had completely lost their function. He knew that he might have completely lost his way.
He didn't know how long he had been moving forward in this black world. Perhaps a month, perhaps three months…perhaps a year, or even more.
What was loneliness? It was so quiet that even your own heartbeat could count from one to a hundred million; What was loneliness? There was no one who could listen to you. When you wanted to speak, you could only speak to the cold, dark space. What was loneliness? It was a sadness that seeped into his soul…
Loneliness…was terrifying. Loneliness was the cruelest torture in the world.
There was no direction, no goal, no scenery, no sound, no living thing, nothing…
Was this place…endless?
Feng Xie Ling continued to move forward.
He didn't know how long he had been here…a few days…a few months…a few years, a few decades…
Feng Xie Ling's eyes had long lost their focus. His legs were completely moving mechanically, searching for that faint and hopeless hope.
Feng Xie Ling could no longer count how long he had been here. In the endless darkness, he could not sense the speed of time. In the torment, every second felt as long as a year.
He just kept walking forward like a machine, step by step…in the seemingly endless darkness, searching for the end of this world.
Running in the dark for a long time without anything else besides himself was a great mental torture. He had screamed hysterically, vented his anger, pulled his hair, and pounded the ground…countless times, he had even thought of committing suicide…but every time, he would use the last of his clarity to grit his teeth and not let himself completely collapse.
And so…he persisted for ten years, which was enough to drive anyone crazy a hundred times over. The hardships involved were unimaginable to outsiders.
I must go out…I must go out!
His footsteps were still heavy, and his gaze became more determined with difficulty. He no longer had the time to care if he had become old or if he had been tortured by this endless loneliness until his hair turned white.
Finally…a flash of light appeared in Feng Xie Ling's eyes.
That light was very weak. It was impossible for ordinary people to discover it with their naked eyes. However, after being in the darkness for so long, even the tiniest bit of light would cause a violent reaction in his eyes.
To Feng Xie Ling, this light was like the light of heaven. It made his drowsy mind clear up in an instant, and his heart beat wildly.
Light! It was light!
In an instant, Feng Xiling's numb eyes were like a lightbulb that had been turned on, emitting a dazzling light. She quickly turned towards the source of the light.
Due to his previous state, his body couldn't coordinate with his consciousness. This simple action caused Happy Zero to fall. However, Feng Xie Ling did not care. His heavy footsteps sped up several times in an instant as he rushed in the direction of the light.
As he moved forward, the light gradually became clearer, and it became brighter and brighter in Feng Xie Ling's eyes. This made Feng Xie Ling even more delighted…because this meant that it was a true indication and not an illusion.
After the endless darkness and loneliness, there was a glimmer of light. Only by experiencing it personally could one understand how ecstatic it was.
The light was getting closer and closer to him, turning from a light spot into a tiny ball of light. Feng Xie Ling also recognized that it was a pure white light, as if it was calling out to him!
The ball of light grew larger and larger as he approached. After a total of 19 hours, Happy Wind finally stood in front of the ball of white. He stared blankly at the strange and illusory scene in front of him and did not move for a long time.
It was a pure white gate-shaped light screen, and the light was emitted from it. It was also the only light source in this dark world. Under the devouring of the endless darkness around it, the light was extremely dim and weak.
The door was very narrow, barely allowing one person to pass through. What was hidden inside? What could it be?
There was no other path to take, and there was nothing else to do. The only thing Happy Zero could do was to walk into this gate-shaped light screen.
Standing in front of the gate-shaped light screen, countless light particles were disturbed and scattered in panic. Feng Xie's eyes moved closer, trying to see what was inside, but he could only see the moving fog. After hesitating for a moment, Feng Xie Ling reached out and pressed on the door-shaped light screen.
In an instant, the fog inside the gate-shaped light curtain began to flow rapidly as if it had encountered a violent gust of wind. A powerful suction force came from the hand that Feng Xie Ling had used to touch the gate-shaped light curtain. He was caught off guard and was pulled forward. His nearly 1.8-meter-tall body disappeared into the gate-shaped light curtain that was only half a meter in diameter.
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Darkness, endless darkness!
It was like a huge black hole that swallowed everything.
At the edge of the darkness, it seemed to be blood-red.
The blood-red call was filled with gloominess and destruction.
Everything seemed to be destroyed, and at the end of the destruction, there seemed to be a glimmer of dawn.
In the darkness, Feng Xie Ling suddenly saw a faint figure. That figure was slowly walking towards him. That figure was so faint and ethereal, as if it had traveled through ten thousand years. Feng Xie Ling felt very strange, but at the same time, there was a sense of intimacy that he had not felt for a long time. He wanted to see the figure's appearance clearly, but no matter how he looked, it was all blurry. No matter how close the figure was to him, he could not see the whole picture.
The more this was the case, the more anxious Feng Xie Ling became. However, the figure looked so calm, as if nothing in the world had anything to do with him. His arrival was just a coincidence. However, Feng Xie Ling could feel how excited this figure was in the depths of his heart. It was as if he had been waiting for this day for a long, long time.
"You're finally here." At this moment, a deep and steady voice suddenly sounded from all directions. It was filled with a cold and irresistible majesty.
"Who are you? Where was this? Am I dreaming?" Feng Xie shouted to the sky.
"Who am I?" The voice seemed to be lost in thought.
"Yes, who are you?" Feng Xiling emphasized.
"Hahahaha, who am I, who am I, who am I!”The voice suddenly burst into laughter. It seemed to be venting something, but also seemed to be sighing about something. It sounded so unrestrained, with a deep sense of unwillingness and helplessness. His laughter lasted for a long time, until it hurt Feng Xiling's ears. After a long time, the voice finally whispered,"Who am I?" Then, it stopped moving.
Feng Xiling dug his ears and tried his best to suppress the pain. After a long time, he finally recovered. He shook his head and asked the void,"What are you laughing at and sighing about?”
"You came at the right time, because the trajectory of the world is shifting bit by bit…until it is overturned.”The strange sound came again, deep and deep, like the sound of an ancient bell covered in dust in an ancient temple.
"The road ahead of you will be very difficult! However, there is no need for you to panic or fear!”
"What path is ahead? Why should I take it?”Feng Xiling was a little stunned.
"You must leave!"
"Why should I leave!" Feng Xie Ling's anger was also ignited.
"Because…you…don't have a choice! " You can't escape this curse…" In the endless darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes that were even redder than blood slowly opened, releasing endless power and majesty." But…you…will be crowned as king again!”
Seeing this, Feng Xie Ling was so frightened that he took a few steps back. Fine beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead, and his chest was heaving up and down violently. In the next second, his ice-blue eyes quickly swept across his surroundings. Everything around him turned black again, disappearing without a trace.
In the next moment, he found himself floating in a void. A large book with a black cover was hanging in front of him. The thick and heavy ancient book began to flip on its own. Every time it opened a page, countless black lights would bloom from the ancient book. They were as if they were corporeal. They were like tentacles that stretched out and wrapped around Feng Xie Ling.
Gradually, Feng Xiling's will seemed to be pulled by something. His sight, hearing, smell…all five senses were sealed, and the entire world was pitch black.
Feng Xie Ling only felt that everything was spinning. In his mind, rings of blood-colored halos bloomed outwards, and in his consciousness, four words appeared-Asura King Technique!
At this moment, ancient and mysterious incantations flowed in Feng Xie Ling's mind. He could vaguely sense the existence of a mysterious realm, and every word seemed to carry an ancient aura. However, he could not figure out what the realm was, and he could not even understand every word in it.
In an instant, an indescribably powerful force spread out from Feng Xie Ling's body. Feng Xie Ling felt as if his body had been stuffed into a boundless sky…In the next moment, his heart trembled violently, as if a surging ocean had suddenly surged into his soul.
……
The 'unconscious' Feng Xie Ling suddenly opened his eyes, and the 'Asura King Technique' began to circulate on its own. Pure Heaven Earth Yuan Qi flowed into Feng Xie Ling's body like streams.
In an instant, an indescribable ethereal, heavy, and scorching feeling assaulted Feng Xie Ling. It was as if something had revived in Feng Xie Ling's body, and a terrifying aura burst out from Feng Xie Ling's body.
Feng Xie Ling's heart began to beat violently. All the veins in his body twisted wildly as if they were about to explode. He panted heavily, the veins on his forehead bulging, and sweat poured down like rain. However, he did not make a sound. Although his pupils were constantly contracting, he maintained a cold and awake light.
The surface of Feng Xie Ling's body shone with a bright crimson light. A pitch-black demonic shadow appeared behind him and began to slowly fuse into Feng Xie Ling's body.
The demonic figure was surrounded by a blood river. It was unknown how tall he was, but he wore heavy black armor and stepped on countless corpses. He had a faceless mask on his face, and he was imposing. He slaughtered the world as if all the slaughter was under his command. His appearance caused the surrounding world to turn blood-red. When he opened his eyes, millions of lives would be destroyed. It was as if his eyes hid all the slaughter in the world.
Behind the devil shadow, blood wings covered the sky. There were dense and strange patterns on them, covering tens of thousands of miles. At that moment, even the sky darkened. Cold wind rose in all directions, like the roars of evil ghosts.
At this moment, the world was dyed red. The moon was as red as blood. It was so strange, but there was also a sense of perfect harmony. The holy world was here, and the bloodthirsty world was also here. They were twins.
The moment the demonic shadow completely fused into Feng Xie Ling's body, Feng Xie Ling's body began to gradually collapse. A terrifying pillar of blood shot up from Feng Xie Ling's body into the sky.
The originally blue sky was instantly covered by layers of oppressive black clouds…A violent wind blew…It seemed to bring with it the roars of countless vengeful spirits…
Feng Xie Ling could clearly feel his entire body being torn apart. However, Feng Xie Ling only frowned, and his eyes immediately regained their calm.
However, just as he was about to open his mouth again, blood gushed up from his throat as if he had lost control of his body. Now, he had almost lost his function. He could not even speak. It was extremely difficult to breathe. It was unknown whether he was breathing or if the air had entered by itself. He was in a daze. His right hand was extended forward, like a dying person pursuing the hope of survival.
In less than ten seconds, he had turned into a pile of bloody mud, a pile of collapsed and rotten meat.
Without destruction, there is no establishment.
If one did not break through the old and rotten things, one would not be able to obtain a new body.
Boom!
In the next second, without any warning, Feng Xie's rotten flesh began to burn!
However, this was not the strangest thing. The strangest thing was that the color of the fire was actually reddish-black! It danced like a demonic devil.
Feng Xie Ling's body gradually reformed from the burning ashes. He was repeatedly burned by the mysterious reddish-black flames, tempered, and removed all the impurities and filth on his body... turning into a perfect form.
This process did not last for too long. After an hour, the mysterious scarlet-black flame that enveloped Feng Xie Ling's body gradually began to lose its luster. It gradually became blurry in the darkness and finally disappeared into Feng Xie Ling's body. It was as if everything that had just happened had exhausted all its strength and finally died.
In the darkness, Feng Xie Ling suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp light flashed in the darkness. His eyes that were sharper than blades were filled with crazy killing intent, but in the blink of an eye, they immediately disappeared.
Feng Xiling felt as if he had suddenly entered another world. Although it was still the world that he was familiar with, the things he saw, heard, smelled, and felt were completely different.
It wasn't that the things around him had changed, but that his entire person had changed. It was as if his previous body was just a piece of " clothing ", and his current body was his true body.
His eyes became clearer, and he could almost see every grain of sand under his feet. His ears became sharper, and when he calmed down, he could even hear the sound of the air flowing. His skin became fairer, like a newborn baby, and there was an additional luster on his surface. Not to mention his sturdiness and coarseness, even the masculinity that a man should have disappeared completely. He was so tender that it was enough to make women envious.
Suddenly, Feng Xie Ling's face flashed with a look of pain and struggle. His eyes revealed a trace of killing intent once again, flickering with a cold light that was as cold as a blade.
The violent emotions that he had been suppressing were on the verge of exploding. The blood in his body was boiling, and he felt that he was about to lose his mind.
A bloodthirsty desire rose from the depths of his heart. He felt that he was very eager for blood and slaughter at this moment.
The bloody scene of the massacre of the zombies lingered in his mind. He longed to see that scene again like an addiction.
Feng Xie Ling gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. He knew that he could not continue like this. Otherwise, he would become a monster that only knew how to kill. He would have no thoughts and would not know fatigue. At that time, he would really be finished.
His four limbs were trembling, and all the muscles in his body were spasming. His facial features were twisted and almost squeezed together. Sweat had already soaked Yun Che's entire body. Every inch of his skin and flesh was trembling in pain, but he gritted his teeth so tightly that no sound escaped.
After an unknown period of time, Feng Xie Ling's distorted facial features finally began to ease up bit by bit. The boiling blood in his body and his bloodthirsty desire finally calmed down.
Feng Xie Ling's chest heaved up and down gently. His sweat was no longer flowing down, and the spasms in his muscles had also stopped. Even the killing intent in his eyes had completely disappeared.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Xie Ling stood up slowly and stood quietly in the center of the " deep pit ". His cold body and cold expression made him look like an ancient demon god who had descended to the mortal world. His white hair fluttered in the wind.
Would he become something like a demon in the future?
Feng Xiling asked herself softly.
Are you afraid? He was so scared that he wanted to turn back immediately, only to realize that everything was just his imagination.
But…I have no way out…I can't turn back…This…is my choice…This…is my realization…This…is the price of power…If I want to kill a demon, I have to become a new demon. If he wanted to be unafraid of anything, he had to become the most terrifying one.
"Very good awareness. This world is originally a survival of the fittest. Those who don't have the strength and awareness are destined to be eliminated!”
A sudden voice rang out. The light voice carried a strange sadness.
Immediately after, something that Feng Xie Ling could not believe happened. A faint blood mist spread out from the surroundings and gradually gathered into a beautiful figure.
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