He Piaojian squatted on the broken wall, tapping the pebbles with the hilt of his sword intermittently. After the power of the Limit Break Realm dissipated like the receding tide, he felt a burning pain in his palm, a wound left by overuse of his Spatial Domain.
After dealing with the Insect Disaster, he peeked around cautiously.
Their strength has returned to its original level, which feels somewhat unreal.
At this moment, however, all they wanted was to catch Fan Daoyi and interrogate him properly.
It was supposed to be a spatial system, and it was supposed to only have a small part hidden. But what kind of Balance is this?
Upon arriving at the rooftop, Fan Daoyi was nowhere to be seen. Azure Dragon, bewildered, passed by, and the [Eight Trigrams] group all turned to look.
"Azure Dragon, where did Dao Yi go?" He Piaojian was always the first to ask.
Azure Dragon lowered his head, reviewing his memories. Some parts didn't match up, so he revised his memories.
There's only one possibility: he saw something he shouldn't have. And if that happens, we need to think of a way to deal with it for Fan Daoyi.
"Have no idea."
Three words, extremely perfunctory.
That's precisely why it's appropriate.
As for where Fan Daoyi went, he didn't know either. He had the impression that he had opened the gate to the Guixu, but where was this place?
He felt a faint, almost imperceptible sensation beneath his feet, as if he were walking on water. Looking down, he saw only a thick, inky blackness, unfathomable to the bottom.
He stood alone on the black lake, his body shrouded in a vast expanse of white, surrounded by emptiness.
Black and white, these two extreme colors, are gently separated by a thin ripple, clearly distinct yet strangely coexisting, like two worlds quietly converging and Fusion.
He walked forward aimlessly until a towering, enormous door came into view.
He slowly reached out and gently knocked on the door. His voice carried through the silence, but there was no response; only the lingering echo reverberated in the air.
"..."
Fan Daoyi small step back, raised his head, and looked up along the doorway.
The top of the doorway disappeared into the vast white clouds, stretching endlessly into the distance.
"Dao Yi."
A familiar voice rang in his ears, a voice that seemed to drift from a distant place, carrying a hint of etherealness. Fan Daoyi slowly turned his head, his brows furrowing slightly, almost imperceptibly.
He followed the sound and walked towards the endless whiteness.
As he stepped on the ripples, strange sounds emanated from the black lake beneath his feet.
It resembled intertwined shackles and clashing metal.
"Grown ups..."
A low, pleading call came from beneath his feet. Then, chains emerged from the lakebed and wrapped around his ankles, preventing him from moving forward.
Fan Daoyi was taken aback. The number of chains increased, wrapping around his limbs and pulling him to the bottom of the lake.
"Dao Yi!"
The anxious calls faded into the distance, and the inky black water enveloped him.
"Sinking with us"
"Together with us..."
There were many sounds, all familiar, and very noisy.
Everything in Black Lake is Guixu, his creation.
And this feeling is very quiet...
When a sliver of light pierces the black lake, a multitude of sounds arise.
"Dao Yi."
It's an illusion created by people crowding around.
"Dao Yi."
It is a wave of joy shared by all.
"Dao Yi."
This is a call of concern from everyone.
"Dao Yi!"
It is... the dawn breaking through the deathly silence...
It is illusory yet beautiful, bustling yet distant, warm yet unreal, and hope so small.
The chains pulled him down relentlessly, and with a lifeless gaze, he raised his hand, pulled on the chains, and grasped at that sliver of light.
"Grown ups..."
The call came again from the bottom of the Black Lake, Fan Daoyi slowly lowered his arm. He calmly looked up, and the Black Lake surged, breaking the original silence.
Water filled his mouth and nose, causing intense suffocation. The chains continued to pull him to the bottom, and the faint light receded from him.
It sank into the black lake, becoming one with the boundless darkness.
The tiny white spot at the end of her hair was so inconspicuous at that moment.
He gazed above the Black Lake, where the faint light had vanished.
"When I first looked up at the sky, I realized how insignificant I was, nothing more than a caged beast..."
He muttered to himself again.
He gently grasped the chains binding him with his fingertips, and then the chains broke, turning into starlight fragments that dissipated in the water.
My body relaxed, and I was lifted up by a force. I lay flat on the bottom of the black lake, quietly watching the white sky.
"Ouch... that's terrible."
A few random thoughts:
It's not finished yet, it's not finished yet.
The first volume ends here, and it would be best if those who don't particularly like the angst left this volume.
My original intention was to make the book humorous overall, but I may not have gotten the balance right, which made Dao Yi's subordinates all seem like traitors.
Although this is probably the image we see now. (´--`)
Let me explain: all the actions of the Guixu creatures are the will of Dao Yi before he fell asleep.
His power doesn't just come from fear; if he completely annihilates a race, he can obtain all of that race's 'luck'. When the 'luck' accumulates, he can be promoted.
However, Dao Yi is not inherently evil; he probably won't provoke you unless you offend him. So he conspired with the Guixu creatures to pull this stunt, hoping those who were willing would take the bait.
He wanted to create the impression that he was betrayed by his own creations and was generally weak. The creatures of Guixu also acted secretly, but they wanted to leave some clues that Dao Yi, whose cognition had been partially stripped away, could detect.
The Insect Race are the audience, Dao Yi the lead actor. Only when the lead actor believes in it can the audience truly believe in it.
Therefore, Dao Yi doubted Guixu's loyalty, Insect Race believed their betrayal.
As for the "■" mentioned by Guixu Creatures, it's actually quite easy to guess. Anyway, it's related to Dao Yi, just one character.
Next is Volume Two, whose theme is man-made disaster.
As I said before, Volume Two is about to begin, and things are getting serious.
As for who torment, it was mentioned earlier, and there's definitely some Eight Trigrams going on.
They all roughly revolve around the Five Disadvantages and Three Deficiencies, Qian Heaven).
If you ask whether someone is dead or not, the answer is yes.
If Dao Yi dying or not dying, well, it's like being dead.
In any case, the ending can be described as either beautiful or imperfect.
Everything, everything, is a scheme, using one set of tricks to outsmart another.
For the sake of Balance.
Playing a Hundred Faces and a Thousand Disguise
People deceive and play tricks on ghosts and gods
My name is Dao Yi, Fan Daoyi.