In the violent dizziness, Li Xiao felt boundless darkness engulf his consciousness, and he kept falling through that darkness, as if he were plunging into a bottomless abyss.
When he finally awoke from the darkness, he found himself standing on a stretch of white earth with no end in sight.
White sand and stones carpeted the land as far as the eye could see, seemingly joining with the horizon.
Just as his eyes were full of confusion, cheers erupted beside him.
Li Xiao turned his head and saw a group of people shouting, "The Underworld! This is the Underworld! The legendary Underworld on Kunxu's underground 18th Layer! The Cult Leader was right—the Reincarnation after death is real!"
"We can be reborn... We can be reborn..."
Listening to the Demon Cult followers shout and yell, Li Xiao gradually came back to himself!
I'm dead!
He recalled everything that had happened in Ten Thousand Laws University City, recalled Zhang Yu and the others fighting the Demon Cult's Golden Core cultivators to the death, recalled Shi Huaiyu finally crushing him to pieces!
Yet the anger and pain in his heart flashed away in an instant. The next moment, Li Xiao's face was filled with excitement and anticipation!
"What joy is there in life? What suffering is there in death? A lifetime of bitter cultivation is not worth shedding this ruined body and being reborn through Reincarnation!" he loudly recited the Feather Transformation Cult's slogan, then burst into laughter along with the other followers around him!
"Death is not a shackle!"
No wonder, no wonder they would not let us truly die whenever we pleased. They were afraid we would refuse to keep living like oxen and horses, afraid we would go be reborn!
At that moment, endless hope flashed through Li Xiao's eyes.