Once Yan Zheng sinks into the memory of the resentful spirit and forgets who he is, he will completely assimilate with the resentful spirit and eventually become a part of the resentful spirit. From then on, he and the resentful spirit will be indistinguishable.

Fortunately, the fight between the resentful spirits came to an end, and Yan Zheng finally got a chance to breathe, sort out a path from the complicated memories, and find himself.

After returning to himself, Yan Zheng immediately looked towards the court.

The three resentful spirits seemed to have reached some kind of tacit agreement, forming a triangle and hostile to each other, and no one dared to cross it.

The surroundings returned to the original hazy state, with no life, no time, and only dead silence.

The dead silence in the darkness didn't know how long it lasted. At least it felt to Yan Zheng that it had been a long time. The unchanging scene made Yan Zheng too tired and boring.

It was as if a thousand years had passed, and Yan Zheng was a little nostalgic for the days of fighting. Although the complicated memories made him miserable, at least he was not bored.

Unlike now, facing a pile of corpses all day long, the depressing feeling almost made Yan Zheng collapse.

Just when Yan Zheng thought he was going crazy, that he could no longer hold on, that his memory would fade away with time, and that he would eventually forget himself.

The three remaining vengeful spirits finally took action. They rushed towards each other together as if they had agreed upon it. The three vengeful spirits collided in the middle of the mountain of corpses, biting each other in the blink of an eye.

There are no fancy superfluous movements, not even the negative energy attacks commonly used by ghosts are used, just like wild beasts that rely solely on claws and teeth to attack the opponent.

The melee set off a waterspout that muddied the bottom of the sea. Bodies were floating, sand and rocks were flying, and black resentment was joyfully mixed with the waves.

This brutal and bloody attack made Yan Zheng shudder. Fortunately, the resentful spirit was not a living creature and would not bleed, otherwise the scene would be even more shocking.

Even so, from Yan Zheng's perspective, he could see torn limbs, or a piece of black energy-condensed flesh and blood floating in front of his eyes, and then he was unknowingly swallowed by the resentful spirit.

There is no winner in this battle, and it ends with the three parties running out of energy and dying together.

Three scattered resentful spirits covered the bottom of the sea that had been cleaned by the whirlpool. This once only pure land was once again contaminated by resentment.

Bits and pieces were Yan Zheng's only remaining sense of the three vengeful spirits. Bored, Yan Zheng simulated splicing the bodies of the three vengeful spirits in his mind. Finally, he gave up. At least he couldn't pick out his perspective among the pile of fragmentary parts.

owner's body.

Even if the world's most powerful jigsaw puzzle master comes, he still can't put this pile of fragmented parts together.

Yan Zheng's perspective stayed above the three resentful spirits.

The waterspout disappeared, the boiling seabed returned to calm, and the corpses floating and dancing in the sea returned to the earth.

Everything is back to how it used to be.

Only without the resentful spirit, the unchanging and dead environment has lost even its last breath of life!

Without the resentful spirit, Yan Zheng suddenly felt a sense of fear.

Sometimes loneliness is more scary than ghosts.

There is no sound in the environment, and black corpses are everywhere... This scene will cast a dark shadow on people's hearts after watching it for a long time.

Unspeakable depression and madness were nourishing in his mind. In order to divert his attention, Yan Zheng began to force himself to count the scattered parts on the ground.

After counting the parts, Yan Zheng went to count the bodies on the seabed.

When Yan Zheng counted more than 8,000, the dead seabed changed again.

It was an extremely ugly deep-sea fish, probably because it couldn't see its appearance clearly in the dark, so it looked rather random.

It seems that Nuwa made up and discarded objects casually when creating things and turned them into spirits.

The fish was chased by another fish with glowing tentacles on its head into this dead and silent place filled with resentment.

Its body had been bitten off, and its dorsal fin had been bitten off by the opponent, exposing its red back muscles. Even with such injuries, the ugly fish did not give up its desire to escape, and kept trying to dodge the opponent's attacks.

Of course it was lucky, it was lucky to encounter this sea of ​​death and resentment!

The luminous tentacle fish was frightened away by the substantial resentment. The seriously injured and exhausted ugly fish also exhausted all its strength after chasing the enemy away, and fell towards the bottom of the sea.

When the Ugly Fish's strength was exhausted, it shook its tail desperately a few times and fell towards the only place on the seabed that was not covered by black air.

That was the battlefield where the resentful spirits fought before. The ugly fish hit the seabed heavily, stirring up a stream of sand...

Yan Zheng quietly watched the fish go to the end of its life, but the fish's desire to survive exceeded Yan Zheng's imagination.

Even though it was already dying, it still beat its body vigorously on the ground, stubbornly refusing to bow to the god of death.

The waves raised by the fish's tail blew a fragment of the resentful spirit to the ugly fish's mouth, and the ugly fish swallowed the scattered fragments while opening its mouth to breathe.

Not long after, a trace of black energy appeared on the body of the ugly fish that had swallowed the fragments. It was on the verge of death and miraculously survived.

The ugly fish that relied on resentment to regain a new life has become a half-fish, half-ghost existence. Fish simply have no thinking, and they don't know what resentment is.

Even though he was full of resentment, this fish did not act crazy and acted stupidly and only on instinct as usual.

Perhaps in its small mind, it has no other concepts except eating.

After this fish came back to life, it kept looking around with astonishment in its eyes~eating~eating~eating~

In a place far away from corpses and grudges where the resentful spirits fight, swim around, looking for fragments of the resentful spirits to devour.

Eating is one of the few active thoughts it has. Maybe he doesn't know what the Wraith Fragments mean, but it can feel that eating these things can make it survive and even become stronger.

After a while, the fish no longer looked like a fish. Although it was ugly before, it could still be seen that it was a fish.

Now the whole fish is shrouded in a cloud of black air.

Yan Zheng was shocked as he watched a group of black things swimming around on the bottom of the sea, like a greedy snake that wouldn't let go of any remnant of the resentful spirit.

I don’t know how long it took.

The remnants of the resentful spirit were completely eaten, and the black ball transformed into an ugly fish also grew to one meter square.

This huge spherical black object finally stopped on the seabed.

In the following days, Yan Zheng changed from counting and watching "eokbang" to watching football!

He was really watching the ball! Yan Zheng could clearly feel that the black ball was getting smaller as time went by.

The changes in the ball were actually not obvious, but Yan Zheng, who was extremely bored, stared at the ball all day long. Not to mention the slightest change, even if a few grains of sea sand fell on the ball, Yan Zheng could clearly see it.

Under Yan Zheng's gaze, the ball shrank at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and eventually became as big as a watermelon. Some mysterious lines began to appear on the watermelon-sized ball.
Chapter completed!