The purple-haired woman squatted on the ground, holding her head in her hands, and fell into a state of confusion.
She still vaguely remembered that her name was Xinhua.
But at this moment, her body seemed to be out of her control. A soul fragment from ancient times awakened and forcibly poured a strange power into her body, and then she was thrown into this space.
Xinhua originally wanted to walk out and take back control of her body.
But someone whispered in his ear, and that voice made Xinhua stop moving...
[I was originally a promiscuous woman, living in the ordinary countryside. I had never had the ambition to fight for hegemony. I thought I would drift with the crowd until I grow old, but I never expected to meet you.
Wherever I go, life and death are separated. People regard me as a disaster and call me an ominous symbol and the god of death. This is the praise given by everyone. I, who should have grown old, have become an immortal god.
Birth, old age, illness and death, life and death, separation between life and death... Life and death are really not a good thing. It limits people's lifespan and limits the path of immortality for the strong, but it gives me an eternity with no end in sight, but it also
It is a necessary rule in the world.
I hated this rule until I met you. Maybe, I can finally hand over this power. I no longer need to harbor guilt, worry and be afraid every day, inherit the name of the god of death, but have no intention of seeking hegemony and just want to go with the flow.
But it’s nowhere to be found.
Now, I can also welcome my own ending...]
A mortal woman who looked similar to herself accidentally understood life and death and became an immortal being. However, this went against the woman's original intention.
Xinhua didn't know who the romantic woman was referring to, but she did realize that only by meeting this romantic woman's requirements would the fragments of soul hovering around her body dissipate.
At that time, Wei Cheng had a chance to successfully overcome the disaster.
"who are you?"
At the junction between dream and reality, Xinhua stared at the beautiful figure in the past, looking at the face that was strikingly similar to her own, and murmuring.
At this moment, the devil's cave is in purgatory.
The battle between Wei Cheng and Ling also entered a fierce battle.
I saw him slashing with a knife, the space shattered, blocking the black light that flooded with death energy, but spots quickly appeared on his arms, and a rotten aura emerged from his body.
Ageing!
On the other hand, Xinhua, controlled by the spirit fragments, is constantly overflowing with vitality, frantically stripping away Wei Cheng's vitality, one ebbing and the other rising, and Wei Cheng will soon be defeated.
The spiritual ocean was severely injured, and the wounds on his body had not healed yet. He was faced with a life-and-death battle. If Wei Cheng had not been powerful, he would have been reduced to a pile of bones under the influence of life and death.
He once again used space magic to deflect the trajectory of the attack. At the critical moment, he dodged the attack from the Dictionary of Life and Death, and Wei Cheng smiled.
"it is as expected."
Suddenly, the eye of heaven turns!
Time Wanderer is activated!
Under the interference of dual powers, the space swayed, and time seemed to flow backwards, returning to hundreds of thousands of years ago.
The prehistoric era.
Wei Cheng stood in the void and watched with his own eyes as the first-generation God of the Underworld took the Fengchen woman's hand, pinned a pink jade hand to the woman's chest, and danced together.
That was the first generation of Hades who had not yet become a god.
Wei Cheng remained motionless, witnessing everything with his eyes wide open.
Ling was originally just an ordinary girl, but she unintentionally understood the rules of life and death, further controlled life and death, and became the first generation of Death.
If the power of life and death falls into the hands of others, this will be a great opportunity.
Ke Ling is not a girl who is good at fighting, and she doesn't even want to fight with others. At first, she was just out of curiosity to study the ways of death, but she didn't expect that she would become the controller of this rule.
Life and death, old age, illness and death are the iron laws of the human world and an unwritten rule.
Because there is life and death, Yin and Yang are separated,
Because there is life and death, the strong need to seek the path to immortality.
At the moment when he was in charge of life and death, Ling felt that he had been cheated.
People around her are getting old due to illness, but her spirit is immortal and has transformed into a seed of immortality. The passage of time has no meaning to her.
"You deadly god of death!"
One day, she was scolded like this by a child who was only six years old, lying on her mother's body who died of the plague, crying bitterly, and yelling at the spirit.
You god of death!
Wherever you go, only you remain. While others grow old, you yourself will live forever in the world.
Death lives forever!
Lingku sits on the three-life stone. He has sent away generations of people in the past life, the next life, and this life, and accepted the title of the God of Death.
She closed herself in a small dark space and watched the birth and passing of life. Only by continuing to understand life and death can she offset this long loneliness.
Thousands of years passed, and tens of thousands of years passed. Finally, someone broke the restrictions of life and death, jumped out of the world barrier, and came to her.
"Are you the God of Death?"
The first-generation God of Hades, who had not yet become enlightened, was a handsome young man, and he extended his hand to her with a handsome smile.
The story begins here, but it is also surprisingly short.
Soon, the powerful people in the ancient world paid attention to it. Ling actually controlled the rules of life and death. As long as he swallowed the core of the avenue of life and death, he could understand spirituality and step into a higher realm.
The first-generation God of Hades tried his best to protect her and killed thousands of enemies, but as long as the rules remained, the covetousness of those powerful beings would not stop.
In the end, the Lord of Evil God took action.
With one blow, the core of life and death was shattered, the immortality was broken, and the spirit began to age rapidly, ushering in the ending that a prostitute should have.
She caressed the man's face, thinking:
Ah, I can finally face my own ending...
Birth, old age, illness and death are the iron rules of the world. If you want to perfect the rules, you need to abide by them.
"In the name of spirit, I transform the avenue. Today, as the first-generation God of Death, I help the God of Hades become a Taoist."
After saying these words, the spirit disappeared and completely transformed into a part of the Namekiller.
An indistinct avenue disappeared into the body of the first-generation Hades.
And the traces of her existence were completely dissipated, and the cause and effect were cut off. From now on, on this land, in the universe, and even in all the heavens, the first generation of Death no longer exists.
On that day, with blood and tears, the first generation of Hades transcended the boundary between gods and humans and became the agent of Hades' civilization.
…
"If you want to perfect the Black Flame Holy Body, the fragments of the spirit are the last step!" Wei Cheng felt this way after watching the past.
To put it this way, Ling can actually be regarded as committing suicide.
After being severely injured by the Lord of Evil Gods, she knew that she could not survive, and she did not have a strong desire to survive, so she finally chose to fulfill the first generation of Hades.
This is also the origin of the eight forms of the underworld.
The choice of the first generation Hades was to respect the spirit's decision.
In the end, Ling dedicated herself to the first-generation God of Hades to fulfill the man who loved her deeply. When the fragments of Ling were revived, if she was willing to be reborn, let her break out of the cocoon through Xinhua's body; otherwise, she would have to merge into
The Black Flame Holy Body is the final key to completing the eight transformations of the underworld.
The first generation of Hades gave the right of choice to Wei Cheng.
Wei Cheng silently stared at the hidden fragments.
The fragment bloomed with shining brilliance. Under the brilliance, everything around seemed to be endowed with spirituality, the vegetation glowed, and small flowers bloomed one after another.
If the fragments of the spirit were to be reborn, at this moment, the life force that Wei Cheng allowed the other party to extract was enough to create a powerful body, and there was no need to stay in Xinhua's body.
This is also the reason why Wei Cheng allowed himself to age and lose a lot of his vitality, but never paid attention to it.
But now, the spirit has not chosen to be reborn.
I was originally a promiscuous woman who came from the distant past. Now that my lover has been fulfilled and my lover has passed away, what else can I miss in this world?
"Since you won't be resurrected, I won't be polite."
Wei Cheng sighed lightly, the first generation God of the Underworld, your plan has failed. It seems that the spirit has no intention of resurrection.
Or is this all part of your plan?
The black flame holy body is moving!
Inside the torn spiritual ocean, the black fire altar emerged, instantly becoming huge and boundless, covering the world built with blood-colored chains.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
In just an instant, a fragment exuding purple light, accompanied by a large amount of life and death aura, was pulled out from the black fire altar and blended into the black flames between Wei Cheng's eyebrows.
The girl who originally held the dictionary of life and death lost her mysterious aura and became a mortal again, falling from the sky.
Fortunately, a black flame burst out and turned into a black boat, carrying the little flower that had just bloomed. Along with the colorful butterflies flying, it gradually sailed out of the black fire ocean.
