The moment Wang Baole turned his head around, what he saw was not the house from before, but … a gigantic coffin!
The coffin was not made of wood, but of crystal. It was translucent and radiated a brilliant light. Even in the darkness of the void, it was as dazzling as a star.
Perhaps it was because it was so dazzling that when Wang Baole turned his head around, he was unable to see the exact appearance of the person lying inside the coffin. He could only be certain … that there was indeed a person lying inside!
He couldn't see the person's gender or appearance, but the moment he saw the coffin, Wang Baole's astonishment and extreme shock turned into great waves that surged to the heavens.
He had thought that he would be able to see the real world after he walked out of the house, but instead, he saw a pile of rubble. He thought that he would see Wang Yiyi's boudoir after he walked out of the world of the paper, but in reality … he saw a coffin!
The impact of all this on Wang Baole was too great. Wang Baole's Divine Will fluctuated violently, showing signs of collapse. It was as if too many thoughts were surging into him in an instant, and he couldn't bear it.
However, what he saw did not last forever. Instead, new changes occurred. Ripples suddenly spread out from the void behind the coffin, and a blood-red centipede that was one thousand feet long wormed its way out without a sound. It jumped onto the lid of the coffin.
Its upper body was lifted, and its countless appendages were ferocious. The tentacles on its head swayed, and the huge blood-red centipede's dim yellow eyes looked at Wang Baole.
Almost at the instant Wang Baole's gaze met the blood-red centipede's, a rumbling sound rang out in his mind. The centipede's body suddenly collapsed and turned into countless small centipedes that covered the entire coffin. The countless small centipedes gathered together and protruded from the coffin until they turned into a human face!
The face was demonic, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. It was unfamiliar to Wang Baole, but there was also an indescribable sense of familiarity in the depths of its soul. It looked at him … and smiled meaningfully.
"This … this …." Wang Baole's mind trembled. His mind was on the verge of exploding, and his Divine Sense was on the verge of dispersing. It was at this moment that a soft sigh echoed in his mind.
"Baole, what you see … may not necessarily be the truth …." The voice did not come from Wang Yiyi's father, nor did it come from the gentle woman from before, nor from the strange face formed by the centipede. It was the voice. It came from Little Big Sis within the fragment of Wang Baole's mask.
It was none other than … the grown-up Wang Yiyi!
The appearance of the voice was like a peerless medicine. It instantly stabilized Wang Baole's mind, and allowed him to regain some of his senses. However, before he could even open his mouth to ask questions, the laws of the outside world were different from the laws of the world inside the paper. Wang Baole had just barely been able to suppress the voice, but now he was at his limit. There was no need for anyone else to do anything. A powerful gravitational force erupted from the coffin, pulling at Wang Baole's Divine Sense.
The suction force was so strong that Wang Baole couldn't resist it at all. He was instantly pulled towards the coffin. Fortunately, as he neared, the coffin and the protruding centipede face on it changed once again in his eyes. It returned to Wang Yiyi's bedroom with the door open. His consciousness also returned to the room in the blink of an eye, returning to the pages of the open book on the floor.
The instant he fused with the page, Wang Baole's Divine Sense seemed to have been greatly drained. He could not hold on any longer and slowly dissipated.
After an unknown period of time, Wang Baole regained his strength. When he opened his eyes, he was no longer in the paper world, but in the trial fog of Planet Tianming.
The familiar fog in front of him caused the confusion in his eyes to slowly dissipate. Chen Han, who was floating in front of him, had a similar effect, causing Wang Baole to gradually recover from his previous state.
After he recovered, the scenes of the world inside the paper world reappeared in his memories. Wang Baole's body slowly trembled. He was truly at a loss at this moment.
This was because he realized that in his previous life, which he had seen from Chen Han's perspective, every time he thought that everything was much clearer and that the answer was on the verge of appearing, more mysteries would appear in an instant, causing his original answer to waver.
It was like this time and time again.
He had thought that this world was real, but all the clues pointed to a book.
He had thought that perhaps he really was living in a book, but he soon discovered that the book was located in a child's room.
He had thought that once he entered the room, he would be in the real world, but he discovered that the room had a restrictive spell that isolated everything.
He had thought that after going through untold hardships to rush out of the room, he would be able to see the real world, but all he saw was nothingness.
He had thought that it was nothingness, but when he turned around, he discovered that the world he was in was actually a coffin.
He had thought that the coffin was the answer, but then the blood-colored centipede appeared, as well as the strange face that had converged together!
All of this overturned his understanding of the world, and in the end, Little Missy's words seemed to point out that what he had seen … was not completely real.
"What … what … is going on!?"
"Also … when I flew out just now, it seemed … too smooth, so smooth that it was unbelievable. It was as if I was deliberately allowed to see those things!"
"Also … what I saw in the end didn't seem to be the real thing, but more like … some sort of meaning!!"
"What did the ruins represent? What did the coffin represent? What did the blood-colored centipede represent? And what did the strange face formed by the centipede represent …?" Wang Baole was silent for a long moment. After a long moment, he looked around, and his eyes gradually filled with suspicion.
He was also beginning to have doubts about this so-called enlightenment of his past life. Therefore, he pulled out the mask shard and looked down at it, a complicated expression in his eyes.
"Little Missy, you should give me an answer!"
This time, Little Missy didn't remain silent as she usually did. After a long moment, she sighed softly and spoke.
"I am missing a lot of my memories, but I am certain of one thing. After sixty-eight years, there will be an opportunity that will allow you to learn a part of the truth!"
"Sixty-eight years?" Wang Baole stared in shock. That was because that was the time that Li Waner had told him about, the date that Laozu had agreed to meet him.
"But …"
"Don't ask me anymore, Baole. I beg you, don't ask me anymore. My head hurts so much …" Wang Baole was about to continue asking, but Little Missy's pained voice caused his heart to tremble.
He thought of the little girl when he was a white deer. He thought of the white-robed girl when he was a demon blade. He thought of his companion who sat with him and looked at the sky when he was a zombie … In the end, Wang Baole sighed softly and didn't continue asking.
Instead, he sat there silently with his eyes closed, recalling everything that had happened in the past few days. After a long while …
When he opened his eyes, they shone with an even more resolute light!
"So what if it's the truth? So what if it's fake? There's also that so-called meaning … Just because I know these things, I won't go crazy and commit suicide. Or perhaps I won't care about the decadence of life and just die!
"No matter what, my core thoughts will never change.
"My cultivation is very weak, my arms are too thin, and I don't have enough strength. So … this kind of major matter that concerns the Precept Domain will naturally be taken care of by those almighty beings. I'm just a small character. I can't care so much. Don't ask me to care. What meaning … I can't change it!
"So, whether what I see is real or fake, whether it's closely related to me or estranged from me, it's not something that I can change.
"Instead of being shaken and crazy, it's better to strengthen myself steadily. Only then … can I stand more firmly and go further. As for what will happen in the future … Who can say for sure?"
Wang Baole's eyes shone with a hint of decisiveness. Although this time's enlightenment didn't increase his cultivation, it still made Wang Baole feel that his entire body had become much more condensed at this moment.
During this condensation, he also felt that his Time Crescent Moon Technique seemed to have improved. It was as if this trip had helped him a lot with the Law of Time. After trying it out, Wang Baole quickly confirmed this point.
His feeling wasn't wrong. The Time Crescent Moon Technique had indeed improved. It had increased from ten breaths of time to twenty breaths of time!
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