Chapter 864 Self
Xiao Yan had a bad dream.
The earth is barren and the sky has fallen.
The fighting spirit is exhausted and the demonic energy is rampant.
There is no light from the stars and the moon, and the sun is dark in the sky.
Demons dance wildly, and all living beings are devastated.
Among the many reincarnations of the ancient Bodhi tree in the past, this was also a scene that particularly impressed him.
Xiao Yan knew very well what this meant.
If they were defeated, I am afraid that the final outcome of Dou Qi Continent would not be much better than what they had seen.
Xiao Yan, who had already seen this outcome, would naturally not accept this glimpse of the ancient Bodhi tree in its many reincarnations.
...ancient bodhi tree?
...a hundred generations of reincarnation?
No, maybe it’s not just limited to this anymore.
At least in this part of the world, what Dou Di can do is naturally much wider than what Xiao Yan imagined and guessed at the beginning.
For example, when you look back at a certain time, you get a glimpse of a certain possibility. Although it is not as real as the personal experience of the ancient Bodhi tree reincarnating for hundreds of generations, it is never a false illusion or a self-centered experience. cheat.
And for a person like Xiao Yan who has actually experienced all these reincarnations personally, it is naturally quite easy to understand.
When he realized this, Xiao Yan immediately realized that this was not a dream, but something that he could not help but glimpse after meeting the Spirit-Swallowing Saint King and experiencing a battle with him. Ikkaku's future, or to put it in a more rigorous way, is one of the possible endings.
Even though he hates it.
But hate is hate, and facts are facts. After all these years, even if he doesn't like it that much, Xiao Yan won't lose his temper because of it.
——Since you hate such an ending, what you should do is to avoid such an ending.
Such thoughts not only surged in his heart like the sound of the ocean tide, but also echoed in his ears.
Xiao Yan couldn't help but subconsciously look back. When he looked away, the broken land in front of him also flattened from the real world into a blurry and no longer realistic projection.
And the figure glimpsed in those peaceful dark red eyes naturally reflected a particularly familiar figure, a figure that could be seen every time he crossed the water or in the mirror.
It's just that the color in the other person's eyes seems to be invisibly heavier and gloomier than mine.
Xiao Yan would not regard the other party as a fake just because of this trivial change, nor did he think that anyone else could do such a thing to him who had achieved the Dou Di cultivation level.
If Wan'er were to think about it, he would definitely try his best to wake himself up, but if it were the Spirit-Swallowing Holy King, he would probably directly choose to physically destroy himself, so why would he go to such an extent?
If it weren't for him, people like Gu Yuan would naturally be even more impossible.
The soul of the Emperor Realm and the soul of the Dou Emperor are not two different things. This is something Xiao Yan only understood after he broke through the Dou Emperor Realm.
And if all these possibilities are eliminated, the only remaining possibility is naturally the restlessness of his soul as the Dou Emperor, right?
After all, the only one who can have a spiritual impact on Dou Di is himself.
"...failed?"
Xiao Yan looked at himself in front of him and couldn't help but ask. However, such straightforward words made Xiao Yan in front of him frown and frown, as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot, but he still shook his head and said: " It may not be considered a failure, but it also paid a heavy price.”
"Some costs are destined to be irreparable even with final victory, that's it."
"That's it..."
Xiao Yan murmured softly subconsciously, but turned towards the light curtain that was like switching slides, and everything in front of him once again experienced huge changes.
It's just that what he saw this time was not the scene with only broken walls and ruins like before, but a massive battle between the two emperors. Although it could not match the intensity and scale of the battle between the two emperors that he had just experienced. It looks like the Spirit Saint King is fighting, but it is indeed a battle worthy of the name of fighting the Emperor.
He saw Ten Thousand Fires surrendering to him and gathering into the Emperor Yan and the Ancient Fire Eternal Ruler. As always, the enemy in front of him was not the Spirit-Devouring Holy King of the Spirit-Devouring Clan, but someone who had already died in their hands. The ambitious soul clan hero.
There was no trace of demonic energy in that world, but Zhongzhou still suffered unimaginable disasters because of the existence of the Soul Clan. Only twenty-three out of ten people in Zhongzhou survived.
From Xiao Yan's point of view, these surviving soul tribes are not necessarily any better than the spirit-swallowing tribe that devoured Dongzhou. They are all the same.
"I transform into a strange fire and seal you for eternity. Soul Emperor, let the catastrophe of the continent end here!"
That possible self finally shouted, manifested the emperor's flames, and sealed the ambitious Soul Emperor at the cost of burning his body.
"My soul clan's millennium plan has been completely defeated by you, Xiao Yan, I am not willing to accept it, I am not willing to accept it!"
Xiao Yan couldn't help but shake his head. Since he was the winner and the loser, he was so unscrupulous and ended up like this. There was nothing good to say.
He looked away again and looked at himself with a trace of peace and dissipation in his eyes. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "Congratulations!"
"It's all thanks to everyone. I was just lucky enough to make this step for everyone."
As he spoke, his eyes reflected silhouettes, and he seemed to see all the experiences of this different self. "It's really an incredible fate and cause and effect."
He shook his head, seemingly wrong, which made people feel strange, but he couldn't help but feel a little envious.
Xiao Yan naturally understood where his jealousy came from.
"Character is the fruit of the past, and the result is the accumulation of the past. I won't be disappointed in the past just because of what I saw. It just makes people sigh at the good luck. This entangled marriage and a combination of circumstances have prevented many things that should have happened. ”
The separation of blood relatives, the arduous pursuit, the separation of master and apprentice, the desperate fight, how can it be so easy to explain all these things clearly?
“If it weren’t for the bumpy road ahead, how could we lament that this has been smooth sailing?”
"Different experiences have created the you and me we see now."
After saying that, the different selves in front of us gently shook our heads, and a murmur and sigh was enough for them.
They don’t need to envy or lament for this. It is precisely because of different experiences that they have created different selves that can reach this state. At this point, whether it is an unfortunate self, a frustrated self, a successful self, or a It is natural for everyone to think so.
Otherwise, they would not have reached this point, but would have died early.
"Smoothness and setbacks make you and me happy. Setbacks are not necessarily bad things. What's wrong with having more smoothness in life?"
"Big things are yet to be done, so have a nice journey!"
“Bon voyage!”
“Bon voyage.”
Xiao Yan was suddenly enlightened and felt a lot of gratitude in his heart. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much."
…………
The Yan Zhiya of the creatures in the body connected the meridians, reorganized the flesh and blood, and supplemented it with the elixir, Xiao Yan just slowly opened his eyes.
"You still know how to wake up!"
As soon as Xiao Yan opened his eyes, he was scolded all over his face.
Everyone is here.
Although he was slightly relieved, the stone in Xiao Yan's heart never fell to the ground: "Where is the Spirit-Swallowing Holy King? Is he dead?"
Xiao Yan's question suddenly chilled the atmosphere. Even if he didn't say anything, Xiao Yan could somewhat understand that the situation might not be optimistic just by looking at the atmosphere at this moment.
"The Spirit-Swallowing Holy King is not dead... that demonic energy still exists in the place where you released the Eternal Fire Ruler."
Yao Wan replied that Xiao Yan was not surprised. After all, it was himself who was the one to cast down the Ancient Ruler of Strange Fire in the end. Until his consciousness completely disappeared, he had a vague feeling that his Emperor Flame had not burned away those disgusting things. thing.
"But even though I didn't succeed in one fell swoop, when I left, the Soul-Devouring Holy King did not pursue me. If that was the case, he should have been unable to move for a while, right?"
Yao Wan guessed.
Xiao Yan was silent and said: "One and a half minutes, how long is it? How long have I slept?"
"You slept for a long time, just a few hours,"
Yao Wan couldn't help but pursed her lips when she saw Xiao Yan's complete disregard for her own body. However, she still didn't curse directly. Not only Xiao Yan understood what was most important at the moment, but Yao Wan also understood it.
"But there are some reference materials that I can refer to for the time being..."
Yao Wan looked out the window, and Xiao Yan suddenly understood that the sun disk, which had been gradually polluted since the resurrection of the Spirit-Swallowing Saint King, was now even more eroded, with a dazzling red light like blood. The halo shrouded the periphery of the dark sun disk, like a hole opened in the broken sky. A stream of scarlet blood slowly flowed from under the sun disk, which was frightening.
Under the reflection of that sun disk, the entire Dou Qi Continent seemed to have been opened to the door to hell. Many soul-devouring evil tribes began to breed in all parts of the continent that should not have been born in this world, and in this people's hearts The moment of panic once again set off waves of turmoil.
It's really funny to say that now, the most peaceful place on Dou Qi Continent is the desolate red land after the battle between the three Dou Emperors.
The demonic energy and strange fire entangled each other, destroying each other, until in the end nothing was left, and it became a hollow-like area.
Looking up at the black sun that looked like the end of the world, Xiao Yan couldn't help but fell into silence for a moment.
For a while, he subconsciously stroked his eyebrows, thoughtfully.
Seeing Xiao Yan's silent behavior, Yao Wan pursed her lips slightly.
Then, the two of them said in unison: "Well--I may still have a way to deal with the Spirit-Swallowing Holy King. Do you want to hear it?"
Everyone couldn't help but look at the two people who were the backbone at this moment.
"Huh?"
(End of chapter)