Chapter 1198 – What Reincarnation?
In his dream, he saw that door again, that enormous bronze door. The door was deep in the clouds, and there seemed to bair of eyes looking at An Zheng inside the door. Those eyes were filled with complex emotions, some dissatisfaction, and some anticipation.
Within the door, there seemed to be the sounds of bamboo, and the music was so beautiful that it made people feel like their souls had been purified. An Zheng even thought that if he could enter the wider world behind that door, that would be his true home.
Vaguely, he saw himself. He was even called Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng stood behind him and also looked at the door.
“I’ve already given it to you, why aren’t you going in?”
“Me? Go in? ”
“Yes, that is our destiny. That is where you and I should be. Outside the door was a small world, and inside the door was the big world. I have said that I will leave it to you. You have also promised me, so why are you still outside? ”
“I can’t get in.”
An Zheng replied, and then, he was jolted awake.
He discovered that he was no longer on the island of bone dust. His surroundings were completely empty. It was as if he had just returned to the chaotic space, and his head was filled with waves of pain, as if the crystal hall of Song Baiyuan had just exploded, causing even the secret plane to explode, tearing the space apart and getting sucked into this chaotic space of unknown origin.
Where’s Da Chi?
Where was the bone powder island?
Could it be that this was all just a dream? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand to rub his head, to try and recall if it was real or just a dream. Looking at the situation now, it really seemed like it was just a dream, but he clearly remembered every word that Da Chi had said.
However, the moment An Zheng wanted to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a space filled with chaotic streams, and any slight movement on his part could cause chaotic streams to appear. Once he was involved, even deities wouldn’t be able to save him. Would there be an island of bone dust? Would they still see Da Chi again?
An Zheng was finding it harder and harder to believe himself, and his memories started to become blurry. Was what he had just experienced real or was it just a dream? When he saw the door again, and saw his past self, he felt a little resentful and asked why he hadn’t entered yet.
But what the hell was behind that door?
An Zheng suddenly felt an itch at his ankle. It was a lucky ant. The ant was originally in the experiential learning secret realm. The instant of explosion happened to land on An Zheng’s clothes, saving him from danger. Unfortunately, it had followed An Zheng to this chaotic space, and no one knew when its body would be smashed into smithereens.
Hm?
It was as if he had experienced all of this.
The ant crawled onto An Zheng’s ankle, making An Zheng feel a bit itchy. However, An Zheng did not dare to grab it, because he knew how terrifying the power of the Chaotic Flows was. He had experienced it once before, and he didn’t want to experience it again … Had he experienced it once?
An Zheng was stunned, as if... Back to the starting point?
The ants crawled and caused spatial fluctuations. The Chaotic Storm Space was like a large river, made up of countless tiny straight lines. Each of these straight lines was about the size of a thousandth of a hair. Therefore, the slightest movement would change the trajectory of a straight line. As long as a straight line fluctuated, it would affect the surrounding straight lines and eventually cause turbulence.
Even if it was just a slight movement of the hair on the head.
With the appearance of the turbulence, An Zheng started to frown. He made the same choice as before, and instantly summoned his Eight-Fold Black Heavy Ruler. His body began to rapidly descend under the gravity from the Black Ruler. And at the same time, sensing that spatial turbulence had already reached his back, An Zheng gathered all his strength and released it behind him. A domineering beam of light appeared, shooting backwards like a laser cannon.
An Zheng hoped that he could use his power to stop it, even if it would only slow down the speed of the chaotic streams.
An Zheng had experienced all of these once.
In the next second, he would collide with the island of bone dust. After getting up, he could see the seat made of bone dust within a few steps. When he turned around, he could see the skeleton that stood unmoving amidst the turbulence, the domineering man who called himself Da Chi.
Bang!
An Zheng felt that he had hit something, and his nose was in pain.
Something seemed to be amiss. Was it him who had fainted first? His entire back was rotten, his two legs were broken, his arms were broken, and there was less than half of his body left. He had been unconscious for a long time before he finally woke up, but this time, he didn’t feel any pain at all, nor did he feel any signs of falling unconscious.
An Zheng rubbed his nose and realised that he had hit the ground. However, the ground this time was a bit different. The green bricks were very hard. Not far away from him, there waiece of watermelon peel that had been discarded by someone. An ant landed gently on the surface of the watermelon peel. It circled around once, as if it did not expect to encounter such a delicacy as soon as it landed. He forgot that this was no longer his home, and was lost in the fragrance of the watermelon.
A large foot fell down, landing right on the watermelon skin. The man tumbled backwards, his butt heavily hitting the ground. He was in so much pain that he couldn’t get up, and he was cursing loudly.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously went to look for the melon peel, and subconsciously looked at the ant. The lifeform of the ant was trampled into the melon rind, but it did not die. It struggled to crawl out of the watermelon water and burrowed into a crack not far away.
An Zheng heaved a long sigh of relief.
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out both his hands. First, he stretched out his arms, then bent his elbows. Then, he placed his palms on the ground and tried to stand up … There was actually no obstruction at all. After he stood up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man was still wailing. He was holding some manuscripts and scattered them on the ground. He vaguely saw some words like a door.
He didn’t expect that there was actually a city in this chaotic space. He originally thought that it would be amazing to encounter an island made of bone dust. It was unknown how strong the protective layer was to block out the chaotic energy, allowing these people to live such a comfortable life.
An Zheng reached out to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, then quickly picked up the manuscript and walked away. An Zheng discovered that what was dropped on the ground waackage that seemed to have just come out of the pot, it was still emitting the aroma of the furnace. The man seemed to have forgotten that An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man.
“Thank you.”
An Zheng said before he opened the oil paper bag. He picked up a golden crisp sesame seed cake and started to nibble on it.
“Excuse me, what is this place?”
he asked the peddler at the roadside stall.
“Did you lose your head just like that?” It’s really funny, putting two men on top of a piece of watermelon peel, hahahaha … Young lad, this is the Yancheng. ”
“Yancheng?!”
An Zheng stopped eating his sesame seed cake and his expression started to freeze.
At the same time.
Yancheng, Heavenly Monitoring Division.
Qiu Mayi stood in front of Guan Tianyi as he looked at the sky. This Guan Yi was built from the blood and sweat of his life; even in broad daylight, he could clearly see the stars in the sky. He was addicted to this place. Every day, he would stand there for at least six hours without moving an inch.
“How is this possible?!”
Qiu Mayi’s expression suddenly changed, and his entire body started trembling uncontrollably.
“Teacher, what’s wrong?”
Tan Shanse walked over quickly and asked with concern.
“Look!”
Qiu Mayi gave up his seat, raised his hand, and pointed in the direction of the Big Dipper Violet: “Over there … A huge beam of light broke through some shackles and shot straight into Purple Comet. It was as if there was another small star that had been floating in the sky and had become powerful. That beam of light seemed to be filled with killing intent … A baleful aura rushed towards Big Dipper. What kind of major event is this? ”
“Teacher, that seems, like someone’s Cultivation Power?”
“Impossible!”
Qiu Mayi waved his hand, “How can someone havultivation Power that can pierce through the heavens? If it was, it was too scary. Unless … Unless this force, which was previously confined in a certain space, suddenly broke through that space. And that space must be a chaotic space, so he couldn’t be sure of the location or the direction. When this power broke through, it was no longer in the world, but in the sky. If that’s the case, then the only one who can be considered to be the most powerful cultivator within the Immortal palace. ”
“Oh... Then perhaps this disciple has seen wrongly. ”
Tan Shanse did not think much of it and took a step back. “The people from the Inside the Immortal Palace are hard to guess. An existence akin to the Immortal Emperor, can only look up to him. ”
“You’re right. Who knows what kind of big shot said that when he had nothing better to do.”
Qiu Mayi returned to the front of the Heaven Viewing Platform and looked carefully, only to see that the beam of light had already disappeared. However, the moment he saw it, he was truly frightened. If that was really someone’s Cultivation Power, why did it rush straight into the Big Dipper? Was it a coincidence? Or …
Qiu Mayi shook his head: “That’s right, I really wanted to hear the sound of an explosion. Do you know what happened?”
“Disciple doesn’t know, disciple also heard it just now.”
At this time, a little Daoist boy ran in quickly from outside. He was in too much of a hurry and even lost his shoes. But he seemed oblivious to it. He ran in with one foot in shoes and one foot in socks, shouting, “Sir, sir, it’s bad!”
Qiu Mayi frowned: “Sir is doing very well.”
“No no no, mister is doing very well, I was wrong …” The Bai Sheng Academy was in trouble, the crystal hall was blown apart and half of the Bai Sheng Academy was razed to the ground. The Mr. Song who lived in the crystal hall, it was said that … “He died.”
Qiu Mayi’s expression suddenly changed. He quickly walked over and glared at the little daoist: “Say that again!”
“Mr. Song …” “He’s probably dead.”
Qiu Mayi’s mind buzzed, and his body swayed, almost falling down. Tan Shanse rushed forward to support Qiu Mayi, and said with concern: “Sir, there is no need to worry, perhaps the news is not true, disciple will immediately rush to see what is going on.”
“I’ll go by myself... I’ll go myself. ”
Qiu Mayi pushed Tan Shanse’s hands away and walked out while trembling. As he walked, he started to stumble and run wildly. Tan Shanse glanced at the little Dao Child, smiled and gently said: “Next time, tell me in advance like this, I will tell Sir, you are too old and you are not well, you cannot take the brunt of the bad news.”
The little Daoist looked down as if he had made a mistake. “I will remember it. Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother.”
Tan Shanse patted his shoulder. “It’s fine, I’ll go and chase after Sir now, you go and prepare some hot water, Sir will definitely be tired after coming back, and will need a hot bath.”
He let out a breath, and between his brows … He was in high spirits.
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