Chapter 706 White clothes stained with blood, drifting in a coffin
The cursed stone mill is infinite, as if it is passing through worlds of time and space, and is wiping out many creatures in the world. Countless creatures are struggling on the grinding surface, but they are wiped out in an instant, leaving only souls with split eyes.
Shortly after.
The souls with splitting eyes were cursed by the terrifying grinding teeth, and their eyes became dull.
Along with the pulp-like fluid of flesh and blood, it slowly flows into the unknown darkness.
Under the lower millstone is a grinding groove like a sea. Many sluggish souls are slowly flowing in the grinding groove. It is pitch black outside the grinding groove...
In the huge, sea-like grinding trough, there is a bronze coffin floating.
The bronze coffin is simple and unpretentious, and seems to be flowing with the breath of ancient times. I don't know how many years ago the ancient coffin was, but it looked very mysterious in the grinding groove.
At this moment, the bronze coffin and the sluggish soul flowed together with the flesh and blood like magic slurry towards the grinding mouth of the cursed stone mill. However, the grinding mouth at the end of the grinding trough was extremely dark and filled with a strange aura. It seemed that countless creatures were sinking.
It actually caused the souls around the bronze coffin to struggle.
The souls around the bronze coffin seemed to have regained some consciousness after being infected with the aura of reincarnation.
However, it is not completely recovered.
He seemed to be in a half-awake and half-asleep state, relying on the instinct deep in his soul to know that grinding his mouth was very terrifying.
So I struggled.
They struggled to swim upstream, but the fluid of flesh and blood washed them down. So they swam towards the wall of the grinding groove, but they swam, they swam, it seemed like they couldn't swim to the end at all...
In the end, it followed the flesh and blood fluid and flowed towards the dark grinding mouth.
but.
They were not reconciled and still struggled to save themselves, roaring angrily...
Finally it flowed to Mokou.
Inside the bronze coffin.
Feng Qingyan is still sleeping, without the slightest breath, as if he is dead. Beside him, the other shore flower is in bud, standing quietly, its roots rooted in the darkness, and also sucking the darkness...
It is as red as blood.
Also like fire.
It seemed to bring a little light to the endless darkness. A faint light seemed to shine on Feng Qingyan, showing his pale and bloodless face...
I don't know if he is dead or asleep.
If he wakes up at this time, he will know why he finds the bronze coffin scary, because the bronze coffin can put him in a state of death.
The last time I slept was more than two thousand years ago.
How many years will it be this time?
he does not know.
However, when he woke up, the world had already changed.
In the grinding tank, the bronze coffin slowly flows away with the fluid flesh, while the bronze coffin is filled with a silky dreamy atmosphere.
I don’t know where these dreamy atmospheres came from, but they filled the entire darkness...
Time passed little by little.
Maybe one day.
Maybe January.
Maybe a year.
The bronze coffin finally flowed to the ground.
Outside Mokou was pitch black, like black water, as if something was sinking...
In the end, the bronze coffin flowed out of the grinding mouth and fell into the endless darkness.
Dark as water.
Countless souls are sinking.
However, there are also countless souls who are struggling, but they cannot struggle out and can only sink in the darkness. Relying on the mysterious power of reincarnation, the bronze coffin slowly floats up from the water-like darkness and does not sink with the souls.
…
…
Fall!
die!
Extremely depressing!
The endless darkness swallowed up everything and submerged everything.
Including life!
Feng Qingyan saw countless lives struggling, sinking, and dying in the water-like darkness...
You can never fight your way out.
The darkness was so oppressive that he could hardly breathe, and his whole body felt as if he was suffocating. It seemed that he... was about to sink into the darkness and die!
He gasped for air.
However, I couldn't get any air and seemed to be blocked.
When he was about to suffocate, an angry cry suddenly sounded, like the light of dawn at the end of the night.
"I want to live forever!"
Although the darkness swallowed everything and drowned everything.
However, the only thing that cannot be swallowed or drowned is the angry cry "I want to live forever". It is like an immortal golden light, slowly blooming in the mysterious darkness, illuminating the endless darkness...
And at this time.
Feng Qingyan, who had been sleeping deeply, suddenly woke up from his dream.
His breathing was extremely heavy, his face was pale and bloodless, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead from unknown time.
At this moment, he was sitting in the darkness, with some horror in his eyes.
It seemed like he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
The mysterious darkness in the dream made him feel cold all over, and the death in the darkness in the dream made it even harder for him to breathe...
After a while, he slowly came back to his senses, looked up at Tianyu and said softly: "Emperor, you saved my life again."
and.
Both times were in terrible darkness.
So what exactly is darkness?
Why is it so scary?
Why are there countless lives struggling, sinking, and dying in the darkness? That darkness is like water, capable of swallowing and submerging everything...
What is this darkness?
Feng Qingyan asked.
But, I don't know.
This will definitely not be any ordinary darkness, nor will it be real darkness...
Darkness is just an illusion.
This darkness is like the sinking hell...
When "Sinking into Black Hell" appeared in his mind, he was suddenly stunned. He felt that "Sinking into Black Hell" was too appropriate, it seemed to be the water-like darkness...
"Could it be that its name is really Sinking Hell?"
Feng Qingyan asked with a frown.
Regardless of whether it is called the Hell of Sinking, why is there the voice of the Emperor in the darkness?
Why did the Emperor shout in the darkness that I want to live forever?
What does it mean for me to live forever?
literal meaning?
He frowned and thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of any answer.
After a while, he became more and more curious. Why did he fall into the Dark Hell twice? Is the cursed stone mill related to the Dark Hell?
At this moment, his expression suddenly changed. How long had he been asleep?
Also, he found that he had no memory at all while he was sleeping, and seemed to have lost everything.
Blank.
When he was about to fall asleep, he knew that he was about to fall asleep, so he knew that he was about to fall asleep, but he did not have the memory of being asleep...
How long has it been?
What he fears most is that he will be sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer.
When I wake up, the world has already changed.
Maybe this is what's in his heart.
This is why I have always been afraid of bronze coffins.
However, he also felt that he should not have been asleep for a long time, because he felt that he woke up very quickly.
Also, when you are about to wake up, you will feel the terrible darkness of sinking into hell.
He heard the emperor's angry shouts again.
I want to live forever!
I want to live forever because no one in the world can live forever?
At this time, he thought about it carefully, and it seemed that even a great sage-level existence would not live very long...
His thoughts were a little confused.
He blocked out all the random thoughts in his mind.
After a while, I felt the darkness carefully, and it seemed that the darkness had stopped shaking.
The bronze coffin may have left the cursed stone mill.
This made him feel a little relieved. Fortunately, the bronze coffin could withstand the crushing force of the grinding teeth, otherwise his soul would also be engraved with a curse and become a unconscious monster.
This curse currently has no solution, otherwise it would not have the characteristics of eternal life and indelibility.
Unless he creates reincarnation.
And the breath of reincarnation does not mean reincarnation...
However, the bronze coffin exudes the aura of reincarnation, indicating that it may be the aura of reincarnation that resists the crushing force of the cursed stone mill.
This may also explain.
Reincarnation can really break the curse of immortality.
He looked at the darkness around him, and then at the Bana flower rooted in the darkness. There was no change in the bronze coffin.
Nor was it cracked by the cursed stone mill.
He was truly relieved.
It seems that entering the Demonic Abyss rashly was a wrong decision. Fortunately, I did not bring my junior brothers, Jiu Ge, and Qing Mang in...
but.
For some reason, he didn't regret it.
There are some things that need to be done even if you know it means death...
After waiting for a while, he found that the darkness did not shake anymore. He felt that the bronze coffin might have left the cursed stone mill, and finally decided to open the coffin lid.
He was afraid that he would fall asleep again.
Although he felt that he had not slept long this time, that was just what he thought. Who knows how many years have passed outside the bronze coffin?
Click——
He opened the coffin lid.
But it was pitch black outside the coffin lid and nothing could be seen.
He immediately used the magical power of "breaking through the void to see the subtle", and still saw only endless darkness, but the darkness was like water, exuding an extremely depressing aura.
This scene seems very familiar.
His mind was slightly shaken.
Have you arrived at the dark hell of a dream?
this……
He frowned.
In other words, I am still sleeping and this is just a dream? Otherwise, how could I have come to the hell of sinking?
He closed the coffin lid.
I continued to sit cross-legged in the darkness, but felt that it was not a dream now.
He should have really woken up.
So, when the coffin lid was opened again, the outside of the coffin was still dark and filled with a depressing atmosphere. However, the terrifying crushing atmosphere was gone.
The bronze coffin does seem to have left the cursed stone mill.
but.
It seems that I have also arrived at the Hell of Sinking.
Through the magical power of "breaking through the void and seeing the subtle", he saw that there were countless souls struggling, sinking, and dying in the black hell of sinking...
Everything is like a dream.
Darkness swallowed everything and drowned everything...
No soul can struggle out and can only sink in darkness forever and ever until death.
The breath was extremely oppressive, making him somewhat breathless.
And at this time.
He finally confirmed that this was not a dream and that he had indeed arrived in the Black Hell of Sinking. But fortunately, he did not sink in the darkness. He was lying in a floating bronze coffin...
This is his luck.
After a while.
He came out of the bronze coffin and sat cross-legged on the coffin lid.
The hell of sinking is endless darkness. The darkness is like water, either swallowing or submerging all living things and all souls.
He sat on the coffin and saw the creatures struggling.
In sinking.
in death.
He looked up at Tianyu.
The sky is as dark as water.
The bronze coffin floated slowly in the dark prison of sinking, not knowing where it was going.
And he, sitting alone on the coffin, rode away in the coffin, not knowing where he was going...
Countless souls are sinking in the black hell.
They are struggling wildly.
Feng Qingyan saw the black-marked curse on their souls. They were all souls crushed by the cursed stone mill.
However, they are not all demons.
Because in addition to the human soul, there are also the souls of various living creatures.
Time passes day by day.
Feng Qingyan discovered that there is no end to the black prison of sinking, so the bronze coffin cannot float to the end.
Since there is no end, there will naturally be no exit.
in the darkness.
He was sitting alone on the coffin, looking extremely lonely, not knowing where he was drifting. He sat cross-legged like this, as if he had not moved for a year, or ten years.
It was as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.
I don’t know when.
He finally moved and stretched out his hand towards the nearest soul.
The Black Hell of Sinking sinks all living things, and although he is also in the Black Hell of Sinking at the moment, there is a chance that the bronze coffin is floating...
But inside the bronze coffin, there is an infinite space, which may be able to save some.
But can they withstand the freezing temperatures?
If you can't bear it...
Feng Qingyan didn't think too much, he saved him first and then talked about it.
At this moment, he grabbed a struggling soul near the bronze coffin. Even though it was a soul, he was still able to grab it and slowly pull the soul out of the darkness.
However, after he pulled the soul out, he saw that the soul quickly dissipated.
It seems to turn into something like water.
Where is he stunned? Why is he like this? Could it be that the water-like darkness is actually the soul?
Is this soul water?
This hell of sinking is endless, how many souls have been melted?
This is a number that is so huge and terrifying that it is impossible to calculate it. How many lives, how many years, and how many generations will it take to form a dark hell?
Is it billions of years?
Or billions of years?
Feng Qingyan's soul trembled slightly.
After a moment, he reached out again for the second struggling soul, pulled it out and still dissipated.
It seemed to turn into darkness like water.
After the third time, he did not reach out again, but just sat cross-legged on the coffin alone, staring ahead...
White clothes stained with blood, drifting in a coffin.
I don’t know when.
He suddenly raised his head to look at the dark sky and said softly: "I want to live forever!"
He seemed to understand somewhat.
Why is the emperor screaming in the dark hell?
When he finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly burst out from his body, seeming to light up the black prison of sinking. At this moment, he stood up suddenly, looked at the souls sinking, struggling, and dying in the black prison, and shouted to the sky: "I want to live forever.
!”
More and brighter light burst out from him.
The light shines like a thread.
It seems that every ray of light is a voice and an era...
Gradually, the light bursting out from his body became brighter and brighter, turning into an extremely intense beam of light.
Like the blazing sun in the sky, the dark hell of sinking is finally illuminated.
These rays of light that turn into the scorching sun are the cry from all peoples and the call from all ages.
This is not his cry, but the cry of all peoples and generations. It is not that he needs immortality, but that all peoples need immortality...
Because of the sinking of the soul, he has a strong attachment to immortality.
In fact, the light does not really burst out from Feng Qingyan's body, but every ray of light is born from the souls sinking in the black prison.