Nothingness...
The whole world was pitch black; there was no light to be seen.
It's like being in the depths of the ocean.
Li Chen slowly sank into the abyss. It felt easy, without pain, pressure, or a sense of time.
He slowly opened his eyes, looked into the darkness, stretched out an arm and grasped the void, murmuring...
Am I dying... or am I already dead...?
"That's enough... I'm tired."
"I failed on the path to God."
Li Chen closed his eyes once again.
The deathly silence and empty world around him did not make him feel uncomfortable; in fact, he preferred to stay there and immerse himself in it.
He was exhausted... at the center of this storm.
He had become a sacrifice; would the war end only if he died?
I don't know how much time has passed...
With a clang...
Unaware that a large, dark door behind him had already opened, Li Chen slowly floated inside.
The surrounding Black Mist, like tentacles, wrapped around him and slowly dragged him inside.
The gate was slowly closing.
A pitch-black world.
On a patch of scorched, pitch-black earth, one after another, grand and bizarre statues are bound by chains, and a man dressed in black and wearing a black mask is tightly locked in mid-air.
Li Chen, enveloped in Black Mist, floated on the scorched earth, seemingly asleep.
After a long silence...
A detached voice rang out.
Don't you want to wake up?
"Are you giving up so easily?"
Li Chen didn't open his eyes, but he naturally heard the voice and remained silent for a few seconds.
"I failed. I didn't have the strength or the luck; it was a doomed outcome."
"I... should already be dead."
Silence... and the voice hesitated for a long time...
At this moment, the chains began to tremble violently, and the strange stone statues tightened and contracted continuously.
The indifferent voice disappeared.
A very strange sound rang out.
"Failure? Can Forbidden fail?"
"Pfft, haha."
"Forbidden are immortal; of all the Authority in the world, only Forbidden are excluded."
Since you've given up, then give your body to me.
The voice seemed to possess an extremely terrifying spiritual power; the sound alone caused Li Chen to feel somewhat dizzy.
"Shut up," the indifferent voice rang out. "You have no right."
Li Chen opened his eyes.
Take a good look at the world today.
Li Chen slowly opened his eyes, still thinking he was in the void and darkness.
A blinding white light shone into his eyes.
What came into view was a patch of black, scorched earth, with magnificent, Eerie Monsters statues and chains binding the man.
He knew perfectly well where he had arrived.
Within the Forbidden Door.
The man, bound by chains, now had his once pristine white clothes completely stained black, and only white patterns undulated on his mask.
Li Chen sat on a throne formed of Black Mist, his gaze fixed on the man—no, the God.
He was about to be devoured by Forbidden.
Li Chen did not respond...
After a long silence...
He raised his head; the mask concealed his expression, revealing only a pair of calm eyes.
He slowly began to speak, "You shouldn't have come here."
Your life isn't over yet.
"Forbidden don't die; your mission is not over yet."
Li Chen remained expressionless and said calmly, "But... I'm already dead. I can't feel my own body, and I can't feel anything from the outside world."
Li Chen did not respond. A ball of white light floated out of his body and gradually formed a human figure.
His gaze fell on Li Chen, the last trace of white on his mask rapidly being merged with darkness.
"Fine... let me teach you how to use Forbidden."
"Forbidden are immortal."
The white figure instantly merged into Li Chen's body.
With a loud crash.
Li Chen's consciousness returned to the outside world.
But he was somewhat surprised because he couldn't control his body.
If someone's body is being controlled by another person, then it can only be that one.
Outside world.
After Li Chen was killed by the Darkest Angel.
His body was emitting endless Black Mist.
Above Canghai City, Red Mist and Black Mists mingled.
An extremely terrifying sense of oppression permeated the atmosphere, causing inexplicable fear in both members of the Evil Cult and others.
The Darkest Angel looked on with a hint of anticipation, his gaze fixed intently on Li Chen.
First Seat face was grim.
Everyone was watching to see if it would succeed or not. The Child of Destiny was already dead, and if it failed, everything would return to square one, and all that the God-Binding Cult would be lost.
At the moment of Li Chen's death.
The barrier that had blocked Su Zhe and his group had disappeared, and they witnessed Li Chen being pierced through the entire process.
Su Zhe turned his gaze to Li Chen, who was floating in the air, and was about to move.
Su Xian stopped him.
"Don't go, Li Chen shouldn't be dead yet."
Since Yan Ge's prediction that his future hadn't been cut off means there's still hope.
"They just don't know exactly what happened."
Jianping's expression was extremely gloomy, and the sword in his hand made a clicking sound.
Suddenly, Li Chen's body trembled slightly.
A white beam of light emerged from his body.
Spanning the entire world.
Su Xian frowned. He had sensed this power before, back when the Evil Cult invaded Shenzhou.
The Eighth Seat people below looked tense.
"It's starting, it's starting!"
"The Forbidden Door of our faith is finally about to open."
Sixth Seat, however, had a furrowed brow, seemingly deep in thought.
Why was the Forbidden Door opened in this way?
No one has ever seen the Forbidden Door, and naturally, no one knows what it looks like.
It could just be an ordinary door.
It could also be like Pandora's Box.
But isn't this situation too abnormal?
Whether it's a genuine activation or a sham activation, no one knows.
All eyes were fixed on the figure illuminated by the white beam of light.
Suddenly, First Seat's pupils contracted slightly, and he held a long sword in front of his chest.
With a "bang".
A violent sonic boom knocked everyone off their feet.
Li Chen, who should have collapsed, slowly stood up, and the large hole pierced through his body was rapidly healing.
His eyes turned completely white.
White streaks appeared on his face.
A shattered white throne slowly floated out of the void.
Li Chen stroked the Shattered Throne, chuckled, shook his head, sat down on the Shattered Throne, and looked down at everyone. His aura continued to surge.
"It's been a long time. I haven't had control of this power in a long time. I'm starting to miss it."
"It's a bit of a shame that you can only master it for a few minutes."
"There won't be another chance."