I don’t know how long it took, maybe thousands of years, Cao Xiaolong woke up slowly. He only found that everything he saw was darkness, boundless darkness. He could not see five fingers when he reached out and could not see anything with his eyes.

Cao Xiaolong tried hard to open his eyes, hoping to see the things in front of him more clearly and find a trace that could prove the place. But this ghost place is too dark, darker than the black skin. No matter how hard he tried, the result was still a darkness that seemed to exist in eternity. Looking around the scenery around him, he still couldn't see clearly, and Cao Xiaolong had to give up his useless efforts.

"Where is this? Am I dead? Could it be that the place where this dark ghost can't even see is the legendary Yinchao underworld?" Cao Xiaolong's heart couldn't help but panic.

No matter how heroic a person is, he has a natural fear of death, and no one is exceptional.

"I just lived well, but I just said that I was dead. This person's life is too fragile, right?" After a brief panic and fear, Cao Xiaolong began to slowly clarify his thoughts.

"After a disaster occurred on the earth, I was swallowed by floods all over the sky. I was submerged in floods without even putting a single fart. If nothing unexpected happens, I should have died." Cao Xiaolong thought slowly. Being submerged by floods, no matter who it is, in the face of such natural forces that ruin the world, there will be no hope of survival. Cao Xiaolong will not think that his character has exploded and he can escape this disaster safely.

"But now I have my own subjective thinking ability, able to think independently, and there is no legendary bull-headed horse to conquer my soul, nor does it have the legendary gloomy and terrifying judgment of the King of Hell. This is different from the ancient ways of death. Is the legend false? There is no underworld in the world? So now am I living or dead? Where is this place?"

The more Cao Xiaolong thought about it, the more he became confused, the more he couldn't figure out the causes and consequences of the matter. He was so impressed that he still found nothing in the end. In the end, Cao Xiaolong had no choice but to give up thinking about this complex problem. Obviously, the current problem was beyond his understanding. He could only vaguely feel the unusual things, but he couldn't grasp where the problem was. He could only wait and see what was going on and respond to changes.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the surrounding environment was still as dead as ever, pitch black and no changes had occurred.

"Is anyone here?" Cao Xiaolong finally couldn't sit still. The environment was too strange. The whole world was silent and dead. This was the true silence, without any sound, a vacuum. It was because a person could not stand it for too long. The ideal result was mental collapse and self-death.

Just imagine, if you are in an absolutely dark environment, where you can't hear a slight sound around you, or even your heartbeat and breathing sound, can you bear it?

"Wait, it's evil, it's so evil. Why is there no sound around me? What about my own breathing and heartbeat?" Cao Xiaolong suddenly remembered that unless he is in an absolute vacuum, there will never be absolute silence. At least he can hear his own heartbeat and breathing, because this is closely related to himself and can be heard by feeling.

This situation was too abnormal. Cao Xiaolong couldn't help but touch his chest with his hands, wanting to feel the sound of his heartbeat based on his touch.

This time he was completely shocked.

Because he didn't touch his chest, he didn't even know where his hands were.

In this absolutely dark environment, he can't see anything or feel anything. He just uses his brain to guide his hands to touch his chest according to his usual living habits. Although he can't see his hands, he can at least feel it based on his direct physical contact.

However, Cao Xiaolong's test found that he had no body at all, so where did he get his hands?

No matter how Cao Xiaolong measured it before, no matter whether he was alive or dead, at least he would have his own body. There is no doubt about this. According to ancient legend, no matter whether he was alive or dead, he would have his own body. There would be a body when he survived, and after death, there would also be a spirit body. But now the iron-clad fact tells him that he does not even have the minimum body.

In other words, he is not even a legendary ghost now.

"Then what am I now? The state of soul? Or the state of consciousness?" Cao Xiaolong was completely unable to figure out the state he was in. With his pitiful knowledge, he could not explain the current situation at all. Whether it is the myth passed down from ancient times or the science and technology of modern Changming, there is nothing that he can use to explain the current situation.

The fear of the unknown instantly made Cao Xiaolong become confused and uneasy.
Chapter completed!