Ren Jie walked into the room and gently closed the door. What appeared in front of him was an antique study room.

It is surrounded by walnut-colored bookshelves that stretch all the way to the ceiling, filled with all kinds of books.

There are more than a dozen open ancient books, stacks of books, and various experimental equipment scattered on the desk. The orange flame in the oil lamp is burning quietly...

There were also many wooden puppets lying on the ground, none of which had facial features carved on them.

At this moment, an old man is sitting on the ground, playing with a puppet. The structure inside the puppet's chest is even more precise than a mechanical watch movement. Now he is holding tweezers and a screwdriver to install brass-colored gears into it.

Hearing the noise, the old man turned his head and looked at Ren Jie with a kind smile on his face...

"Here he comes~child..."

The old man was dressed in plain clothes, his gray hair was neatly tied back in a bun, and he wore reading glasses on his face. He looked a little thin, but also full of energy.

But these still couldn't hide the fatigue deep in his eyes.

Ren Jie took a deep breath and looked solemn: "Junior Ren Jie... I have met the senior puppet master..."

Needless to say, Ren Jie had already guessed who the old man in front of him was, because his appearance... was exactly the same as the half-rotten corpse lying in the tomb...

The puppet master smiled: "Smart doll, Puppet Master is my nickname. My real name is Yi Chuan. Just call me Grandpa Yi. Come and sit~"

While talking, Yi Chuan patted the floor beside him. Ren Jie was not polite and walked to sit next to him. He looked at the puppet curiously, his eyes filled with wonder...

An old man and a young man were just sitting on the floor in the study. Although Ren Jie still couldn't figure out the situation, he was sure that the puppet master would not harm him...

"Grandpa Yi? Is this your new puppet?"

Yi Chuan smiled and nodded, with a complicated look in his eyes: "Yes...it's just a puppet..."

Ren Jie swallowed and looked at Yi Chuan with some confusion: "Did you call me here? There has been a lingering call in my mind, and here is..."

Yi Chuan shook his head: "It's not me...it's the will of the abyss calling you, the guy who was locked out..."

"And I am already dead. This is my memory palace. All the books in the study are the knowledge and memories in my mind..."

"But now...even this place can't hold on for long. I pulled you in, kid...if nothing happens, you will most likely die here..."

When Ren Jie heard this, the hairs all over his body stood up. Is the Abyss Demon really not dead yet?

This abyss of disorder is really alive...

"What did the Will of the Abyss ask me to do? Didn't you fail to kill him completely back then?"

Yi Chuan shook his head helplessly: "With my ability... I can't kill that guy. He is an ancestral demon, an existence that crawled out of the Demonic Abyss of Time and Space. It is not that easy to kill..."

"I can only use my body as a coffin to bury him alive, suppressing the will of the abyss and preventing it from restarting the abyss, but the overflowing power still created the current space under the abyss..."

"He kept summoning demons here just to revive himself, but Aoi, who was guarding here, failed to make it happen..."

Ren Jie's scalp is numb and hissing~

Therefore, there is no so-called pure land at all. The pure land in the hearts of demons is just a fictitious existence created by the will of the abyss.

Did you attract them here just to revive yourself and reappear in the world?

However, Kui Leng has been guarding here for sixty years. During this period, not a single demon can get close to the tomb. The countless terrifying demon bones lying at the bottom of the abyss are evidence...

"Um...I am going up to the university under a lantern, seeking death..."

The Iron Bride looked at her like that. Is it okay to forcefully break in with her own immortality and the incense of her career?

Yichuan was also full of curiosity:

"I thought that until I disappeared, no one would arrive here. With...your level, how did you get down here?"

Even in the most powerful situation, I dare not say that I can go down to the bottom of the abyss alive, find the pure land, and get close to the tomb.

The corner of Ren Jie's mouth twitched: "Hey...even though my level is a bit low, but...I'm pretty awesome!"

How did you get down? You relied on various trump cards and the immortal body to get down all the way?

I thought it was a chance, but I didn't expect it to be a pit!

Yi Chuan laughed loudly after hearing this and patted Ren Jie on the shoulder: "Don't worry, everything is probably the best arrangement..."

"Normally the will of the abyss is just a guide, but it is willing to spend its power to summon you here, which shows that...you are indeed unique."

"Maybe...you can beat it?"

I saw Ren Jie lying on the wooden floor in a large shape like a mess, with his head facing the ceiling...

"Who knows? But I can't blame others. Everything is my own choice."

The Will of the Abyss comes from the Ancestral Demon in the Demonic Abyss of Time and Space. Even the famous Puppet Master cannot destroy him. Can I... really defeat it?

Perhaps the moment in this study is the last calm before the storm?

Yi Chuan continued to tinker with his puppet: "There are some things... once you see them away, you can let them go..."

"Death is not losing life, but walking out of time..."

A wry smile appeared on Ren Jie's face: "Grandpa Yi, I may not be able to reach your level. I can't bear to die..."

"I want to win so much, I have to win..."

Yi Chuan looked at Ren Jie as if he were looking at his grandson...

"Young man, it's a good thing to have a competitive spirit. How long has it been outside? How long has Daxia... been?"

"Is the chief... still there?"

Ren Jie lay on the ground and murmured: "Sixty years have passed since your death, Daxia... Very good, we now have two spiritual springs..."

"I also obtained the Pearl of Knowledge from the Monster Clan, and concentrated all the underground spiritual veins in Spark City..."

Yi Chuan's face was filled with emotion. Has it been sixty years? Two spiritual springs?

It's just that he didn't expect that this strange young man would have such energy. This achievement was no less than winning another spiritual spring for the human race.

Ren Jie continued: "As for the tailor you mentioned... I don't know if you are referring to the corpse stitcher..."

"He is still here... he has guarded the country's gate for Daxia for 60 years, and he is already one of the most powerful men in Daxia."

"And this time in Xiayuan, he also came down with me as a protector, but now... he must have encountered some difficult troubles, right?"

"If he had the chance, he should really come down and take a look here..."

Yi Chuan stared at Ren Jie blankly, and the screwdriver in his hand unconsciously dropped to the ground. Tears couldn't help but pour out of his eyes, his voice was trembling, and the smile on his face was full of relief.

"Okay... okay~ He's still here... That child has grown up..."

He has guarded the country's gate for sixty years and is still conscientiously executing his last order...

Upon hearing the news, Yi Chuan couldn't control his emotions for a while.

Death is not the loss of life, but the stepping out of time...

However, even Yichuan... couldn't get out of time...

Ren Jie stood up and tilted his head: "Grandpa Yi? You..."
Chapter completed!