Seeing that his arm had passed through the mummified lama's hand so easily, Li Huowang understood something instantly. As he raised his head, his whole body suddenly fell and landed directly on the ceiling below.
Li Huowang, who was standing still, raised his head and looked at the mummified lamas above and Li Huowang who was surrounded by them. It was obvious that Fengdu was not a place where the body could go.
Li Huowang could still hear the lama's chanting, but it was hazy, as if separated by a layer of veil.
This feeling is very strange. There is a lightness when walking, as if the body has no weight. "Is this an out-of-body experience? Is there really a soul in this world? Then why are there no ghosts?"
Thinking of what the lama had said before, Li Huowang didn't hesitate. He clenched his fists and walked towards the door.
When we came out of the inverted Bardo Temple, everything outside changed, as if we had entered an extremely empty desert with nothing.
Li Huowang already knew that this would happen from Child Yang, so Li Huowang was not surprised. He thought about it for a few seconds, and walked towards the direction where he met Hongzhong according to Child Child Yang.
There are only three hours, and he must find the Hongzhong of Zuowangdao as soon as possible. If he can't find it here, he should circle around the Zhongyin Temple and look for it.
Li Huowang walked between this desolate world, his eyes constantly searching around.
"Yang Child said before that there is not a drop of Yu'er God's weird sea water now. What does this mean? Did Death Command prevent Yu'er God's invasion?"
Yu'er Shen probably didn't control the death order, and the change of ownership of the way of heaven would cause natural disasters.
This may be a good thing, for them. As long as they can defeat the Son God, it is a good thing.
What made Li Huowang feel a little confused was that he had been gone for a while, but he didn't even find the souls of the dead that the children said could be seen everywhere, let alone Hongzhong.
There is no soul, no huge and weird ghosts, and no bottomless pit. Except for Li Huowang, everything that Yang Xiaoxiao said is gone.
Just when Li Huowang was still wondering whether he had gone wrong, he suddenly felt something coming out of the black mist in the distance.
"That's..." Li Huowang leaned forward and stared doubtfully at the phantom that gradually emerged from the fog.
However, when the shadow of the thing in the black mist grew larger and larger, even surpassing Li Huowang's field of vision, he immediately understood what it was! This is Mahakala! This is the order of death! Can't look at it!
Li Huowang immediately lowered his head, stared at the uneven ground, and moved to the side.
The next moment, a low sound that made people feel extremely frightened came through, making Li Huowang's body froze in place as if he was electrocuted, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his feet.
All Li Huowang could do at this moment was to close his eyes, cover his ears, and huddle up as small as possible. "Can't see me...can't see me!"
Another low cry came, and the powerful pressure made Li Huowang feel as if he was on the verge of death.
At this moment, he felt as if a mountain was forcibly rolling over his head.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the feeling disappeared. Li Huowang got up panting. At this moment, Li Huowang saw that most of his body had melted like a candle.
And this is just passing by, and I haven't touched myself yet.
"Is this Mahakala? This is Kui Ming." Li Huowang muttered to himself as he looked at the black mist in the distance.
Compared to Ba Hui, who is in charge of pain, and Doulao, who is in charge of the real and fake, Kui Mian, who is in charge of death, is a completely different feeling. It is as if facing the eternal death itself.
He didn't know why this place was so empty before, but after what happened just now, he finally knew why.
Compared to whether the dice was lying to him before, Li Huowang was more worried about whether his red memory was still alive.
Just like the situation just now, if it happens a few more times, even if there is a mummy lama protecting me, I won't be able to hold on, let alone sitting in Wangdao Hongzhong.
"Is it true that he has reincarnated? Is there reincarnation in this world?" Li Huowang couldn't help but start to think about the worst-case scenario.
However, just as he was thinking this, Li Huowang suddenly looked up and saw something running quickly into the black mist in front of him in the southeast corner of the ceiling.
"Wait!" Li Huowang kicked his feet and rushed towards the ceiling.
When his feet touched the uneven ceiling, Li Huowang immediately threw off his arms and chased after the movement.
In this extremely desolate world of death, that thing just now was the first moving thing he saw, so he had to catch it and question it carefully.
Li Huowang chased after it as fast as he could, and soon he saw the back of the thing. It was the back of a child. His body was white and seemed to be glowing.
"Wait! Don't run!" However, after hearing Li Huowang's shout, the thing ran faster.
Following the footsteps of this thing, changes gradually appeared around Li Huowang. Some giant pillars erected between heaven and earth began to appear. These pillars were extremely high and wide, dividing the sky and the earth into two parts. The child disappeared directly behind the giant pillars.
Lost traces.
Just when Li Huowang sighed secretly, he heard a joking voice above his head. "Why are you chasing him?"
Li Huowang raised his head and saw a Li Huowang who looked exactly like him hanging upside down from the ceiling.
That was from Zuowangdao Hongzhong. Li Huowang could tell it at a glance. He would never show such an expression on his face.
"Great, you're not dead!" Li Huowang was overjoyed and couldn't help but sigh that he was really lucky to have found it so quickly.
"What? Do you really want me to die? You are right to think so. After all, to you now, I am just a memory created by Doula. Haha, I even want me to die." Hanging upside down
Li Huowang put his hand on his face, and his face instantly turned into a red mahjong tile.
"Let me guess, if you go all the way to Fengdu to find me, you must be in trouble, right?"
"What kind of trouble is it that makes the famous Li Huowang come to help with a false memory?"
"You know, I'm just a memory!" He jumped down with red flesh, and laughed with his mouth open.
"You know what this means? It means, whatever I do now, it resets in an hour, and then I start over again over again! Do you understand this feeling? Do you understand!!"
Following the shouts, the mass of blood and flesh began to gradually collapse, eventually turning into a pool of squirming blood.