The sea of illusion, the island of imprisonment.
A private ghost ship came from a distance. After approaching the coast, a figure jumped off the ship, then turned around and put away the ghost ship.
"It should be right here." Liu Cai glanced at the map and murmured after confirming the coordinates.
This island is completely different from the islands Liu Cai has been to before. The entire island looks bare, without trees, the land is black, and there are huge carbonized stones standing everywhere. It looks very desolate.
After looking around, Liu Cai's eyes were quickly attracted to a castle built of black stones on the top of the mountain.
According to what Tong Gua said, this weird boxing master seemed to be in the castle. Thinking of this, Liu Cai walked quickly towards the castle.
This island was very strange. It looked lifeless, and there were no wild animals along the way. Liu Cai easily reached the castle on the top of the mountain without any hindrance.
The gate of the castle was open, and Liu Cai was about to step in, but he found a withered skeleton sitting next to the gate, and there were several lines of text written on the top of the withered skeleton's head.
Liu Cai couldn't understand these words. Fortunately, with the analytical ability of the artifact, the fonts gradually became clearer in the distortion.
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One day, I passed away.
Those who hate me dance gracefully, and those who love me burst into tears.
On the third day after my death, my body was buried deep underground. Those who hated me looked at my grave and laughed, but those who loved me did not dare to look directly at it, with tears streaming down their faces.
Three years later, my bones have rotted and my grave has been exposed to wind and rain. Those who hate me occasionally mention me after dinner, and those who love me miss me with silent tears in the dead of night.
A hundred years later, I have no body, only wreckage. Those who hate me only vaguely remember my name but forget my appearance. But those who love me deeply feel a brief silence when they think of me.
But everything has become blurry.
Thousands of years later, my grave has turned into a wasteland. Those who hate me have forgotten me, and those who love me deeply have also lost their memory of me.
To this world, I have completely become nothingness.
I have struggled all my life, but I can't take away any grass or trees. I have been persistent all my life, and I can't take away any vanity and love. I want to cry, but I can't make a sound. I want to repent, but it's too late!
In the face of death, love, hatred, and hatred are like three thousand flourishings. In a blink of an eye, thousands of years later, they are like a handful of loess.
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Seeing this line of text, Liu Cai felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
This line of text seemed to have magic power, infecting Liu Cai's emotions through the text, as if a hoarse voice was telling his past.
Looking at the withered bones, Liu Cai sighed, then straightened up and walked towards the castle.
But at this moment, a black light flashed in the eyes of the skeleton, and it suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Liu Cai, startling Liu Cai.
"Hello... hello, I'm here to find someone..."
The skeleton didn't speak, just stared at Liu Cai, the black soul fire in his head beating weakly.
This made Liu Cai feel a little pained. When he wanted to walk in sideways, the skeleton blocked his way again.
"He...is...dead..." At this moment, a hoarse voice appeared in Liu Cai's mind.
Liu Cai was stunned when he heard this voice and asked subconsciously: "Is the boxing master dead?"
The skeleton nodded slightly.
This news made Liu Cai stunned on the spot. He thought he would gain something from coming this time, but he didn't expect that the boxing master was dead.
Looking up at the castle again, Liu Cai, who was unwilling to accept it, asked again:
"Can you let me go in and take a look?"
This time the skeleton didn't answer. The soul fire in his head surged, and he reached out and grabbed Liu Cai's right hand.
Due to conditioned reflex, Liu Cai suddenly punched the skeleton's jaw with his left hand. However, even though this punch hit the skeleton, it did not cause any damage. Instead, the word -3 blood appeared on his head.
"The heart of a strong man... Jie Jie... is a good seedling."
"What a strong heart, let go." Feeling the pain in his wrist, Liu Cai roared immediately.
"Don't you want to learn boxing? I can teach you, but you have to promise me one thing." The skeleton's hoarse voice appeared in Liu Cai's mind again.
"Didn't you say he was dead?" Liu Cai was stunned.
"Am I still alive?"
Liu Cai: "..."
Liu Cai was speechless at what he said, and he even thought it made sense. It seemed that the guy in front of him was indeed dead, and very dead.
"Are you the boxing master, the strong man who once fought against King Beiqi and was defeated?"
The skeleton soul fire jumped a few times, and then nodded.
Hearing Skull's admission, Liu Cai suddenly became excited. He didn't expect to receive the inheritance so easily.
"Come on, teach me!"
"You haven't agreed to my request yet. If you agree, I will teach you."
Liu Cai was stunned: "What do you want me to promise you?"
"To find Mu Zhiguang's lost memory..."
"Mu Zhiguang? What do you mean?"
At this time, the soul fire inside the skull was beating, and then a piece of information appeared in Liu Cai's mind, allowing Liu Cai to understand the meaning of Mu Zhiguang.
From this vague information, Liu Cai learned that there once was a top power in this false sea, the "Kingdom of Muthai".
A powerful existence that once ruled the entire sea of illusion at its peak.
The source of this information comes from a little boy who was imprisoned in prison.
His name is Mu Zhiguang, and he was born in the "Defending Scepter", the most noble family in the country of Muthai.
He has believed that the power of death is the most evil since he was a child. Mastering the power of death will make people corrupt. However, as he grows up, he discovers that he is different from his tribe. He actually has the most evil talent of death, not the power of the sea.
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This made him feel deep anxiety and fear. He didn't know whether he would become depraved or even become an evil servant and become a shame to his family.
Just as he thought, when the tribe discovered his talent for death, they imprisoned him and even wanted to execute him.
The information behind was very vague, even fragmented. Liu Cai saw the country of Muthai engaging in a confrontation with a powerful death force from the deep sea.
These evil forces from the bottom of the sea were too powerful, and under their attack, the Mut Empire gradually declined.
But at this moment, a man stood up.
In this country that hates death, he uses the power of death to protect his people.
The world kissed me with pain, but I responded with songs.
Under the leadership of Mu Zhiguang, the tribe rose up in resistance, fought towards the deep sea, and fought against the forces of death on the seabed.
The subsequent information was blurred again, and finally Liu Cai saw the entire kingdom of the sea being pulled apart by the death vortex emerging from the bottom of the sea, and the islands were torn apart.
It was Mu Zhiguang, who still controlled death, who used the power of death to pull the area where the tribesmen were on the island out of the death vortex.
The entire country of Muthai was torn apart as a result, and a once glorious country collapsed.
However, the tragedy was not over yet. Those tribesmen who escaped from the death vortex were infected by the power of death on the seabed. Their bodies began to rot and turned into unconscious corpses. Mu Zhiguang, who saw this scene but was unable to save him, was undoubtedly sad.
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He once thought about killing them so that the tribe could be relieved, but in the end this kind man could not do it, and finally chose to imprison them.
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After slowly regaining consciousness, Liu Cai raised his head and glanced at the castle:
"Are they imprisoned here?"
The skeleton shook his head: "This is just a spiritual sustenance I built based on my memory. I don't know where they went. I only remember that the tribe seems to be imprisoned in such a castle."
As he spoke, the soul fire in the skeleton's eyes gradually dimmed.
"Are you Mu Zhiguang?"
The skeleton shook his head again: "I should be a part of his body. I am not the complete Mu Zhiguang, so I only got his incomplete memory, but I can't recall the complete past."
After hearing Skeleton's explanation, Liu Cai frowned: