Han Baiyi didn't know anything about what was happening outside.
After he walked out of the black and white world, a passage clearly appeared in front of him.
In an absolutely dark environment, scattered and fine blood-colored lenses were scattered on both sides of a road.
Obviously, the existence that created darkness was guiding him in a certain direction.
Han Baiyi had no choice but to move straight forward.
When he reached the end, a blood-colored crystal column appeared in front of him. The red crystal blood column was slightly glowing in the darkness. It was amber-shaped and translucent in texture. The scene inside could be seen from the outside.
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Without any surprise, it was Feng's body that was trapped in the bloody crystal pillar.
But Han Baiyi did not move forward rashly, but raised his head and opened his spiritual eyes to perceive.
He always felt that something was not right.
The being in the darkness seemed to have noticed Han Baiyi's gaze, so he did not continue to cover it up, but generously opened the black curtain, showing everything in front of Han Baiyi.
When the darkness in the space dispersed, even Han Baiyi couldn't help but be deeply shocked by what appeared in front of him.
It was a tall 'bookshelf' arranged side by side in a huge arc.
On the extremely tall bookshelf, struggling souls bound by black chains were neatly stacked.
The objects that resembled human figures were semi-gray and transparent, and black Shura chains were wrapped around their bodies, nailing through their souls. Each 'person' was venting his despair in the most painful way.
Their faces are gray and their expressions are ferocious. Although their shapes are still intact, their consciousness has flown to nowhere, and they are just longing for relief in the most instinctive way of their souls.
There are a lot of 'bookshelfs', placed one by one in an arc shape with the blood-colored crystal pillar as the center. Each one is so high that there is no end in sight, piercing straight into the darkness of the dome.
The stacks of bookshelves are densely stacked, and the shadows of the soul are constantly struggling.
Each figure is about the same size as Han Baiyi.
Seeing so many of the same kind trapped here, seeing them wailing silently, seeing them in pain and despair, seeing them struggling weakly.
Even though Han Baiyi had been overwhelmed by anger just now, he suddenly felt a basin of ice water being poured on his head, chilling him to his bones.
What made him feel even more chilled was the occasional familiar face among the dense crowds.
Some of them should be dead.
The door boss 'Shigenori Yamauchi' who was killed by him in the past, the adoptive father 'Owl' who stabbed each other back and forth in the Hirata family, the 'Butterfly Lady' who sacrificed everything for the royal son, the bald man and the fat man with a big sword who attacked the Hirata family, in
Kotaro whom I met at the foot of Senboji Temple, and Gus, who was burned to death by the soul stored in a forged knife by the Master of Senbo in order to capture Robert, and finally burned himself to death, the Samsara Resentful Ghost 'Buddha'.
The Sculptor', and the swordsman 'Ashina Isshin' who has never been defeated in his life and whose only sword is the most sincere...
This place is like a huge library, storing countless souls that have experienced many years.
Whether it is beheading with tears, beheading with open doors, dying in war, dying of hunger and poverty.
Han Baiyi saw and knew all the people he killed with his own hands, all here.
In addition, there are also people who should be alive.
For example, Ashina Genichiro, who was supposed to commemorate his grandfather in the castle tower, and the Isshin Sword Master's direct disciple 'Sase Jinsuke', who commanded the battle line in the bamboo forest and never left his hand with a gun, the tall armored 'Onitei Hōbu Masataka', once fought against him at the memorial ceremony.
Han Baiyi glared at the two Yamamoto brothers...
...Even Yongzhen.
However, no matter how Han Baiyi searched, he could not find Jiulang in the end.
Moreover, the difference from the dead people is that all the living people in Han Baiyi's impression do not have those black chains, and most of their faces have blank expressions. They seem to have lost consciousness and have no idea of struggle. They just
Standing blankly, trapped in place and unable to move.
Just as he looked up, a familiar female voice suddenly came from the darkness in front of him.
"Curious?"
The female voice is mature and alluring, with just the right amount of hoarseness, making it memorable once you hear it.
What's more, Han Baiyi has dealt with her more than once.
It's Yinglong.
The soul of Sakura Dragon that once possessed Maple.
"Well, I'm quite curious."
Han Baiyi answered calmly and took out the knife in his hand.
"Too impulsive, young man."
Accompanied by a calm female voice, a graceful and graceful figure appeared from the darkness, floating out of thin air.
The woman is wearing a close-fitting robe with a bright red background and dotted with golden patterns, which perfectly outlines her slender figure. She has a simple bun on her head, which is similar to the women's knot in the Tang Dynasty, but seems to be slightly different.
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When he saw the woman's face for the first time, Han Baiyi was not too moved in his heart. Although her appearance was gentle and gentle, it was not peerless and stunning. However, the more he looked at her, the more beautiful she felt.
Every move he made showed an indescribable hint of coquettishness.
However, there are traces of time in her eyes and voice. When you first see her, you will suddenly feel a little contradictory in your heart.
The woman floated lightly in the air, casually crossing her legs, looking down at Han Baiyi with lowered eyes, unabashedly condescending, as if she had that arrogance engraved in her bones.
Her unique hoarse voice slowly sounded:
"Haven't you noticed yet?"
She looked at Han Baiyi and paused in her voice.
"The spell you rely on must be extremely taxing on your body, right?"
Han Baiyi was startled, his pupils narrowed.
Just now, he was almost paralyzed due to the pain, and he was concentrating on guarding against attacks in the darkness. Han Baiyi never noticed that the pain on his body was almost gone.
"It's the soul."
"You are now standing in front of me as a soul."
The woman pretended to be playful and whispered like an ordinary old woman pretending to be a little girl.
Han Baiyi's heart felt like a bell was struck.
The expression changes irresistibly.
The woman stretched out her hand and swept through the rows of bookshelves around her. The souls bound by chains howled crazily, while the souls not bound looked confused.
But the woman in front of her spoke in a relaxed tone as if she was introducing the owner of her collection to the guests.
"From the beginning, there was only soul in this world."
"You and Huang Ji's descendants are the only two people who have the so-called entity."
As she spoke, the woman lightly snapped her fingers.
Jingle bells.
Two originally rusty bells appeared in her hands.
Han Baiyi touched his pocket warily.
It's his bell.
"...After all, even with my power, it is very difficult to control the body's concept of time and space, let alone change the terrain and items on a large scale."
The woman who calls herself me has a gentle smile on her face.
Looking at her smile, Han Baiyi shuddered.
The woman rested her chin on her right hand, with a playful look in her eyes like a cat playing with a mouse.
She savored the stiffness and unnaturalness in Han Baiyi's expression, and the low voice and the faint hoarse voice actually produced a wonderful chemical reaction, which made people feel quite unable to stop.
"Yes, it's what you think."
"The entire Ashina is my body...or, it should be my dream."
"All the souls over the years have been completely intercepted during the reincarnation process and locked in my dream."
The woman had a slightly graceful smile on her face and asked and answered herself in a mocking tone,
"Do you really think someone can live forever just by eating a bug or biting a piece of flesh?"
"If that's the case, wouldn't what I did back then be like a joke?"
"If this is really the case, why did I bother to expend all my efforts and mobilize the entire Taiqing Palace just to snatch the soul of this candle dragon?"
"If this is really the case, how can you maintain the immortality that is enough to make people abandon everything just by relying on this little name?"
"A full eight hundred years have passed in the outside world."
"I have accumulated karma here for so long, and even my seriously injured body has almost been repaired. Those children and the little bald man who came in through reincarnation actually thought they were Ashina who was guarded by their own strength."
"The most valuable thing about people is self-knowledge."
The woman was obviously not explaining to Han Baiyi, she was just looking for a random person to talk to, to express her feelings, and to relieve the pain of loneliness that no one could express for hundreds of years.
But when the conversation changed, her eyes fell back on Han Baiyi.
"It's just... what surprises me is that in this dream of nothingness, among so many false immortals, a real immortal person suddenly appeared."
The woman looked at Han Baiyi with interest.
"Looking at your right eye... that's the situation in the fairyland. You should have died three times, right? Or four times?"
"That was the karma that destroyed the body along with it. This is the first time I have expended so much energy since I took control of reincarnation here."
"But you're still alive."
"And it can also support such a large amount of spiritual power."
"I'm really curious, who...are you?"
Facing the woman's confession, Han Baiyi couldn't help but froze in place. He even ignored her questions, and every word seemed to be running into his head.
‘Where’s the ancient Yingzhou-style game we talked about?’
'Is there something wrong with this world?'
Before his brain's ability to accept it reached its limit, Han Baiyi struggled to digest the information from the woman's mouth.
Looking at her arrogant expression that she was confident of winning and looking down at the ants from a high place, I couldn't help but feel a little lucky in my heart.
I'm glad that I only exposed my ability of 'immortality'.
The wolf world of emotions is basically a pig farm. The so-called time and space transfer with the right eye closed and direct death with the left eye closed are nothing but the golden finger power of GM, and the power of black Shura...or rather
Karma is probably the little pig she raised. She uses this thing to repair her body?
And...she also took away part of the power of reincarnation?
She must not be fooling me.
Han Baiyi swallowed deeply and thought to himself.
If she hadn't known that she had real 'time ability', I'm afraid this old lady wouldn't have said a word.
He must have gone crazy holding it back.
Han Baiyi also felt like shit.
In just three or two sentences, everything went from a five-fifty-two opening to the current situation.
Han Baiyi didn't know why she had to lead him here.
But if it is true that what she said is that the whole Weiming is her dream, then no matter where Han Baiyi runs, as long as he does not leave Weiming, there will be no difference.
No wonder her so-called time and space reversal is so useful, it can be broken with just a poke of [Between Stillness].
What kind of time and space reversal is this? It’s obviously a temporary copy!
And by following this line of thinking, the biggest bug in the original plot of the game will be filled.
Why has the power of immortality, represented by undead insects, not been snatched away?
Why hasn’t the power of time reincarnation represented by Long Yin’s power been snatched away?
Even if Dameng disdains this, then the inner government of Yingzhou should try its best to do it, right?
Why did the imperial government only send the Red Army troops here? And they only heard about their leader's name, but never saw him in person?
Because they are all fake.
All kinds of bugs in the game background have been perfectly solved with the support of GM.
However, Han Baiyi felt that he was about to be solved.
But...why should she go to such trouble?
If she really had the 'power of reincarnation' to fully control her soul and body, would it be difficult for her to directly search for souls?
This is the secret of true immortality. Why waste so much time talking about it?
And what is said may not necessarily be the truth.
Han Baiyi's eyes lit up slightly.
The process of sorting out information, clarifying logic, and arriving at results is completed in just a few seconds that seem to be spent in deep contemplation.
In other words, there are constraints on her ‘power’.
even......
Han Baiyi's eyes scanned the souls on the 'bookshelf' with blank eyes and sluggish expressions, but they were not nailed by black chains.
...She cannot fully control even the soul that remains alive.