The night in Kutuotian is still dark and terrifying, as if countless souls are struggling and sinking in the cold and oppressive darkness...
It seemed that darkness swallowed everything and submerged everything.
Including life.
In a trance.
Yan Shan saw countless souls sinking and dying in the cold darkness, never being able to struggle out.
This sinking depression made him breathless, and his whole body felt as if he was suffocating.
It seems that he has been swallowed up by the terrible darkness. He can only sink in the darkness forever and finally die...
When he was about to suffocate.
A Buddha's chant suddenly sounded, like the divine thunder from the Nine Heavens, waking him up suddenly.
At this moment, the terrifying darkness in his eyes disappeared, and he saw only blazing flames burning all over the sky, seeming to burn the entire darkness.
The sky is filled with flames.
As red as blood all over the sky.
When you first look at it, it's like blood is burning, bursting out with power that shocks the soul. This power is invisible and invisible, as if it doesn't exist. Only the soul can feel it...
Yan Shan was stunned for a moment.
The sky-wide flames lit up the sky, like the light of dawn at the end of the night.
The darkness that originally made countless creatures tremble seemed to be burned by flames all over the sky in an instant, giving the souls sinking in the darkness a chance to break through.
The night is long.
The icy darkness is endless and extremely long, making it impossible to see the dawn. However, the blood-red flames burning from the sky and the earth at this moment are like the majestic ocean, burning the icy darkness hidden between the heaven and the earth...
Yan Shan was deeply shocked.
But soon, he was brought back to reality by the constant roar of pain.
He saw the monsters within a hundred miles radius struggling wildly in the blood-like sea of fire, and their bodies underwent horrific changes.
It seemed like it was about to explode, and the pain was so painful that even the soul was twisted.
He was stunned.
Could it be that the cold darkness I just saw was just my own hallucination and not real?
If it's just an illusion, that's fine, fine...
The cold darkness was so terrifying.
Devoured everything.
But could this be an illusion?
When he saw the cold darkness, his soul was trembling, fearful, fearful, and terrified...
The cold darkness swallowed up the souls of all living creatures.
He always felt that the heaven and earth of Kutuo Heaven hid great invisible and intangible terrors, which were masters and controlled all living things.
In the sea of fire as red as blood.
Feng Qingyan, still dressed in white as snow, stood quietly, looking coldly at the cold darkness hidden between heaven and earth. Like Yanshan, he saw the soul struggling, sinking, and finally...death in the cold darkness.
There will be no struggle for eternity.
Perish forever and ever.
Perhaps, this is the truth behind the Black Mark Curse.
In other words, the Black Mark Curse itself is the cold darkness hidden between heaven and earth, swallowing up the souls of all living things.
It was precisely because of the appearance of the Heart of Fire that the layers of fog were broken through, allowing Feng Qingyan to see a corner of the truth. However, after a corner of the truth emerged, there were more fogs and more horrors hidden behind the truth.
The truth about people...
What exactly is hidden in this black pattern curse?
Why is there a black streak curse?
Who planted it?
At this moment, two black lights suddenly burst out in his eyes.
The black light instantly penetrated the sky and the earth, penetrated layers of time and space, penetrated layers of fog, and fell into the infinite mysterious cold darkness.
But in the cold darkness.
He only saw coldness, darkness, and countless souls struggling, sinking, and finally dying.
Except.
He couldn't see anything anymore.
It seems that this is the essence and origin of the cold darkness...
The flames were like blood, burning fiercely, bursting out with infinite power of heart, burning all curses. But at this moment, Feng Qingyan, dressed in white and wearing snow, stood in the sea of fire, looking up at the sky slightly, not knowing what he was looking at.
His eyes were cold, like two black lights, penetrating the sky, time and space, and the fog, and landed in the most real corner.
But in the most real corner, he was unable to see the truth, which made him sink.
as time goes by.
His breathing gradually became heavier, his face became pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. It seemed that the cold darkness made his whole body cold, and the eternal sinking in the darkness made it difficult for him to breathe.
…
At this moment, his fiery emperor's heart was suddenly affected by the cold darkness.
The power of the heart suddenly stagnated, as if it stopped generating, causing the sea of blood and fire within a hundred miles to shrink suddenly.
But in the blink of an eye, only a radius of ninety miles is left.
After two more breaths, there will be only a radius of sixty miles.
The sea of blood and fire shrinks.
At this moment, Yan Shan, Jiu Ge and others suddenly became a little nervous. They didn't know what happened to Feng Qingyan.
Why does the sea of fire suddenly shrink?
"Master Kuyu, this is my senior brother?"
Yan Shan was confused because of his concern and asked about the old monk.
The old monk withdrew his horrified gaze, but his soul was still shaking. He also saw the cold darkness, as well as the struggling and sinking souls in the darkness...
"My Buddha is fighting against that weird darkness."
The old monk was silent for a while.
"Weird and dark?"
Yan Shan was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "Master Ku Yu also saw that cold darkness?"
"I saw it."
The old monk put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, with a look of sorrow on his face, and said: "That weird darkness is probably the disaster of monsters. And the monsters today are probably also because of the weird darkness..."
"Master Kuyu, can you see what the strange darkness is?"
Yan Shan asked curiously.
He believes that due to realm issues, he cannot see more or touch the existence of a higher realm.
"The poor monk seems to have seen the Supreme."
The old monk clasped his palms together, gently closed his trembling eyelids and said, "Maybe it's just the poor monk's illusion..."
"Supreme?"
Yan Shan's heart suddenly trembled.
What is supreme?
The highest means the highest, literally.
But, what does it represent? It represents the supreme existence, and it represents that no one is higher than Him.
At this moment, the old monk closed his eyes and slowly shed red blood.
"Master Kuyu, why are your eyes bleeding?"
Yan Shan asked with some doubts.
"Buddha, don't worry, the poor monk is just blind."
A look of pain appeared on the old monk's face, but he forced a smile.
However, when he opened his mouth to speak, a mouthful of bright red blood suddenly poured out of his mouth, and he could only utter an incomprehensible "Ahhh" sound.
Yan Shan's expression suddenly changed and he said: "Master Kuyu, what's wrong with you?"
"Ahhhh——"
The old monk still smiled, but his face was full of pain and he couldn't say anything.
Red blood poured out of his mouth, staining the monk's robe red.
Not only was he blind, he was also mute.
This blindness is not only blindness of the physical eyes, but also blindness of the soul. He cannot see with the naked eyes, and neither can the soul see...
And the same goes for being dumb.
"Buddha, don't worry. This poor monk is just blind and mute. Nothing is wrong with him."
At this moment, the old monk waved his hand and wrote in the void.
"Master Kuyu, why is this happening?"
Yan Shan's mind was still shaking, and he couldn't understand why Master Ku Yu became blind and mute in the blink of an eye.
Could it be?
He suddenly looked at the dark sky. Could it be related to the strange darkness?
At this moment, he remembered what Master Kuyu said.
"The poor monk seems to have seen the Supreme."
Saw the highest...
Could it be that Master Kuyu really saw the Supreme, which made Master Kuyu blind and mute?
As far as he knows, just the existence of taboos in the holy realm makes people unable to bear its form. Even people below the holy realm, whoever sees the true form of taboos, will die because they cannot bear it...
This supreme thing seems not to be as taboo as it is.
Could it be that what Master Kuyu said was supreme is actually just a taboo?
Although the taboo is only in the holy realm, ordinary saints are really not the opponents of the taboo due to the terrifying existence in the holy realm...
If it was just a taboo, he wouldn't be too worried.
However, it is impossible for the taboo to give him such a terrible feeling, making his soul tremble. Because of the emergence of Lord Baiyi, the taboo is no longer as scary as before, and people's emotions have changed when they hear it.
At this moment, the old monk just smiled bitterly and did not reply anything.
The blood-like sea of fire is still shrinking.
Feng Qingyan stood in the sea of fire, but his body was trembling slightly, and his face was horribly pale.
Like paper.
There is no trace of blood.
His forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and each drop fell into the sea of fire. His breathing was extremely heavy, and it seemed to become very difficult, as if he was about to suffocate.
Tuk Tuk——
The old monk suddenly sat down cross-legged and struck the wooden fish again.
The sound of the wooden fish is like the sound of a bell that has echoed through the ages, melodious and ancient, seeming to penetrate time and space and fall on Feng Qingyan's mind.
Tuk Tuk!
The sound of wooden fish kept ringing.
It kept ringing in Feng Qingyan's mind, but could not wake him up.
The cold darkness was so terrifying that it seemed that Feng Qingyan was sinking, struggling crazily and unable to escape forever.
Tuk Tuk——
The wooden fish made a sound.
The old monk's eyes were still bleeding, as if he couldn't stop it.
"Master Kuyu..."
Yan Shan suddenly shouted.
However, Master Kuyu only focused on knocking on the wooden fish, and there was a loud sound.
It's like the bell that rings forever.
However, he still couldn't wake up Feng Qingyan who was sinking in the darkness, even if he used his life to wake up...
Tuk Tuk——
gradually.
There was no sound of wooden fish between heaven and earth.
However, the sound of wooden fish still echoed, as if it lasted for a long time. When Yan Shan looked around, the old monk had no life left, and only the diffuse Buddha Dharma remained...
There was sorrow and blood and tears on his face.
Yan Shan suddenly raised his head.
"Senior brother——"
After a while.
He saw his senior brother's body trembling even more violently in the sea of fire, and his face was frighteningly pale, so he couldn't help shouting in grief and anger.
There were tears in his eyes.
Just this night, too many people died in Kutuotian.
This night was too long, so long that the entire Kutuo Heaven changed.
Abbot Kutuo has died, Elder Kuci has died, Great Elder Kuyu has died, and now Master Kuyu has also died...
He was afraid that his senior brother would also die.
At this moment, his heart was trembling and he was afraid, fearing that his senior brother would leave him.
In his life, he only hoped that the monarch and his ministers would be of one mind, that the superiors and subordinates would be harmonious, that there would be adequate food and clothing, that the young and old would be healthy, that everyone would be well-served, and that the world would be peaceful...
When Feng Qingyan's black light penetrated the layers of time and space and fell into the cold darkness, he also sank. In the cold darkness, there was an extremely terrifying power of darkness hidden, which made it impossible for him to struggle out.
Can only be like other souls.
Maybe the old monk was right and he really saw the supreme existence.
No matter whether it was "breaking through the void and seeing the subtle", the sea of fire in the heart, or the ultimate will, etc., they could not make him struggle out of the cold darkness.
And he didn't even think about it. He just looked at it through his magical power, which caused him to sink.
What kind of terrifying darkness is this?
In fact, like the old monk, he felt the existence of the Supreme from the cold darkness. However, he also had a heart higher than the sky, so how could he surrender to the Supreme? Therefore, he fought against the cold darkness, but was defeated and sank.
Perish.
Perish.
Feng Qingyan is sinking.
In the sinking, he saw countless souls sinking and dying...
This seems to be the final resting place of the soul.
I don’t know when.
The sea of fire that burst out from Emperor Feng Qingyan's heart only had a radius of one kilometer.
It may go out at any time.
However, just when the sea of fire in the heart was about to extinguish, an angry cry suddenly sounded, like the light of dawn in the dark night.
"I want to live forever!"
Although the cold darkness swallowed everything and drowned everything.
However, Feng Qingyan saw the cold darkness, but the only thing he could not swallow or drown was that angry cry.
I want to live forever!
It, like an immortal golden light, slowly blooms in the cold darkness, illuminating the endless darkness...
Right now.
Feng Qingyan suddenly struggled out of the cold darkness with the help of the blooming immortal golden light.
"I want to live forever!"
This is the cry of the Emperor, he remembers the Emperor's voice...
At this moment, he suddenly closed his eyes and thought carefully about the emperor's cry.
However, he vaguely felt that this cry seemed to come from the emperor, but in reality it was a cry from all people, a call from all generations...
Rumble——
At this moment, his imperial heart was as if it had turned into an oven.
The sea of blood-red fire burned again, reaching a radius of a hundred miles in an instant, and the black-lined curse inside the blazing demonic object.
But it's a pity.
It seems that even the Emperor cannot break the cold darkness and can only fight against it...
Who can break the cold darkness?
Who can confront the Supreme?
Only reincarnation!
At this moment, Feng Qingyan suddenly opened his eyes. Reincarnation is the final destination of the soul. Only reincarnation can give the soul rest...
The cold darkness is the grave of the soul!
It is the paradise of the soul!
Two black lights burst out from his eyes again, instantly penetrating through the layers of fog and time and space, and fell into the cold darkness again.
And at this time.
The cold darkness can no longer easily pull him into darkness, let alone sink him.
Because he found a way to break through the cold darkness, which is reincarnation!
Rumble——
At this moment, the cold darkness is trembling.
However, it seems to be an illusion. How can the cold darkness tremble?
This is absolutely impossible!
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, and the sea of fire in his heart rose again and again, reaching a radius of five hundred miles.
Countless monsters were roaring and struggling.
Extremely painful.
Their bodies are twisting and their souls are twisting.
However, the voice of the soul coming from the deepest part of the soul is wordless joy.