Li Huowang, who had lost all pain, sniffed around in a daze. At this moment, he could feel the previous fusion of yin and yang splitting apart with his merged perception, not because the yang was absent, but because the yin was alive. Only living beings could feel pain. When the heart of the previously deceased Zho was screaming in agony, he came back to life like the screaming stones and trees around him.
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Li Huowang stumbled, trying to take a few steps forward, but his weak body instinctively fell forward. Several wriggling black tentacles reached out and propped up on the ground like pillars. "Father..."
Then Li Sui opened the wound in Li Huowang's chest and quickly crawled inside. Li Huowang opened his mouth, trembling as if he wanted to say something, but there was only a bloody hole in his mouth, and he couldn't make any sound.
Li Huowang's right hand without a fingernail raised and trembled, pointing to the south. He could feel a crack there.
Bai Lingmiao immediately understood Li Huowang's meaning, picked up the "Dachian Record" on the ground, and carried Li Huowang on Twin Soul's back, heading south.
As they walked, everything around them suddenly turned upside down, and the three of them felt their bodies become light, falling straight down towards the cracked black dome.
When they passed through the gap, the extremely bright sunlight made everyone close their eyes. It had been black inside, but outside it was already bright. They had come out!
Seeing the yellow soil below getting closer and closer, Twin Soul quickly turned around, holding Li Huowang and Bai Lingmiao in her arms.
"Boom!" A violent shaking sound. Li Huowang's merged features gradually returned to their original positions, and his vision of the Baqi disappeared. The lost sense of pain also gradually returned.
"Huowang! Are you okay? Pull yourself together!" Li Huowang heard a familiar voice and opened his eyes to see Bai Lingmiao and Yang Na's faces completely overlapping.
They merged into each other, as if they had become one person. Both of them asked at the same time.
At this moment, the two sides overlapped, and Li Huowang couldn't tell whether it was reality or an illusion.
"Huowang!" Bai Lingmiao anxiously patted Li Huowang's cheek with her slender palm, but there was no response.
Panicking, Bai Lingmiao picked up her drumstick and beat her waist drum urgently, preparing to call for the White Family's Grandmother to come and heal him.
Li Huowang suddenly grabbed Bai Lingmiao's hand and shook his head slightly. At this moment, he realized that this was reality, and the person in front of him was Bai Lingmiao, not Yang Na.
Struggling to turn over and lie on the ground, Li Huowang gasped heavily, and some minced meat slid from the hole in his mouth onto the ground.
Li Huowang exerted all his strength to lift his head and saw "Dachian Record" covered in soil in the distance. Then he struggled to crawl over there.
Seeing this, Bai Lingmiao quickly ran over and handed him the still bleeding red bamboo slip.
Li Huowang tremblingly reached out his hand, opened the rolled-up "Dachian Record," and the bloody tongue and throat appeared in front of them.
Weak Li Huowang raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and held the long object in his hand upright, straight into his terrifying bloody hole. Soon, thin tendrils emerged from Li Huowang's mouth, wrapping around his tongue and organs, adjusting their position and binding them where they should be.
"It's okay, it's okay. You scared me to death!" Bai Lingmiao hugged Li Huowang, her voice trembling.Recalling everything he had experienced in the illusion, Li Huowang forced a smile on his face. He hugged Bai Lingmiao back and controlled his icy tongue, asking, "Why... did you... suddenly... start earlier?"
He clearly hadn't killed Yang Na in the illusion yet, but Bai Lingmiao had already initiated the Cangqing Ascension first.
"Didn't you say you'd do it when you were in the most pain? I saw you were about to pass out, so what? Did I do something wrong?"
Li Huowang shook his head slightly, "No... just... in time..." Although Yang Na was injured, she was not dead.
"Thank you... Miao... Miao..." Li Huowang kissed her neck.
It was Bai Lingmiao's early intervention that had saved Yang Na. Otherwise, according to his plan, he would have definitely stabbed her. Li Huowang didn't understand why he cared so much about an illusion, but knowing that Yang Na was still alive made him happier than anything else.
At this moment, Li Huowang also understood that Bahua only wanted pain, not death. It was other life-controlling beings that wanted death, perhaps the huge white bone Bodhisattva he had seen before, or something else.
He didn't need to kill Yang Na. The moment he decided to kill her, the heart-wrenching pain was already enough to perform the Cangqing Ascension.
"Yang Na... I'm... sorry..." Li Huowang muttered to the void, "I left a scar on your chest. Hurry up and call 120 to heal..."
Hearing Li Huowang's words, Bai Lingmiao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything. She struggled to help Li Huowang up and walked to the side, planning to leave this ghostly place first.
It wasn't until then that Li Huowang had the opportunity to look around. However, all he could see was soil, completely different from where he had been before.
"Where are we? Haven't we left yet?!" Li Huowang's heart skipped a beat as he tried to shift his gaze upward, finally seeing some familiar green forests.
However, those trees were very tall, on a distant cliff. Li Huowang clearly remembered that there were no cliffs or even such high mountains nearby.
"A cliff? Why is there a cliff here?" When Li Huowang looked around and saw towering cliffs in all directions, he suddenly realized that it was not a cliff.
The normal position was above them, and they were in a valley. They were in an extremely large basin.
When the turbid hearts of life and death touched each other, they not only hid themselves but also dug three feet into the ground, scraping away everything within several miles.
"Huowang, look! What's that in the sky?!"
Li Huowang struggled to look up and saw a piece missing from the cloudless sky above his head. They had fallen from there, where there was a rift in the pitch-black night.
"Is this the power of the turbid heart?" Li Huowang couldn't help but open his mouth in shock. "What exactly is this turbid heart? Why can it hide the sky when the turbid hearts of life and death come together?!"
