Soon, Cheng Shi arrived before the seventh fork.
There was no figure before this fork. It was pitch-black and unfathomably deep. At a glance, even his line of sight seemed to plummet into endless darkness, as if the road ahead led to an abyss that devoured all who entered.
Anyone with common sense would never choose a fork with no trace of Memory whatsoever, yet Cheng Shi felt that this was the true answer.
It was the reason God of Merriment had sent him in!
God of Merriment would never have stuffed himself inside merely to exchange for Li Jingming. There had to be a deeper meaning behind such an action. Though he still did not know why, the answer seemed close at hand.
Think about it. How could a road that seemingly led to Nothingness appear inside a memory construct?
Pitch-black, tranquil, unknown... Wasn't that precisely the nature of the void?
The wonders of existence did not take this form. Like the cracks of existence, they were a jumble of colors, dazzling and enchanting. Only Nothingness was this hollow and dead, utterly meaningless.
Cheng Shi stood before the fork for a long time, brows deeply furrowed as if considering whether he should enter.
But in reality, he had already entered!
It was just that the one who entered was not his true body, but Shadow Cheng Shi.
When darkness blended into one, a shadow with natural camouflage became the uncrowned king of the darkness. Cheng Shi had already guessed the choice God of Merriment had left for him when he first saw these forks, so Shadow Cheng Shi had entered that fork long ago to scout the way.
At that moment, his brows were tightly knit only because he was wondering whether this road had an end. He had