Another unknown year arrived. Dressed in white robes, Su Ming walked towards the place where the sound of the horn had come from with a calm expression. He arrived on the dragon snake's back and stood on one of the scales. At the instant he lowered his head and his body returned to its original position, the apathetic expression on his face turned into one of disbelief …
Countless times, with fatigue all over his body and an apathetic expression, Su Ming stood on the dragon snake's scale. At the instant he sat down, he saw the words on the scale, and a violent shock appeared on his face. He lifted his trembling right hand, and before his body disappeared, he carved down a row of words …
Again, and again, and again …
The cycle repeated endlessly. Every single time he woke up, the end of the path he took would always lead to death. He would either die among the other undying souls or die on the dragon snake's statue …
The only thing he gained was that the number of words on the dragon snake's scale kept increasing. Each line of words represented a death, and when all the scales were carved down, all the scales had more than the five elements of himself on them …
Every single time he woke up after he died, his memories would be muddled. Not a single one of them would be left behind. It was as if his memories had been completely wiped off, and the cycle would continue.
If it were not for those lines of words, perhaps Su Ming would have truly fallen into oblivion … He would remain in the Undying and Imperishable World for all eternity, unable to wake up. He would be immersed in the endless cycle of life and death. From struggling and roaring, his heart would become numb.
This was a cage. Time and time again, the bird would think that it had flown out, but at the instant it died, it would suddenly understand that it … was still in the cage.
Only every single time he disappeared from the dragon snake's body would Su Ming remember everything. It was as if it was an illusory dream. Only when he woke up from the dream would he be absent-minded, but at the moment he was absent-minded, the dream was no longer there …
With those lines of words, Su Ming forced himself not to forget as he died time and time again. He forced his will to not disappear. He forced himself … to persevere, even if the direction of his perseverance was unclear, even if there might not be an answer to everything.
After an unknown number of times, there was one time when Su Ming arrived on the dragon snake's scale. He was on the spot where the five lines of words were carved.
As Su Ming looked at the words written on it, he looked at the words left behind in one of the cycles of life and death from an unknown number of years ago. His heart trembled. At the instant his body disappeared, he lifted his head and let out a roar filled with unwillingness to admit defeat.
As he roared, he pressed his right hand against the scale on the ground before it disappeared. This time, he did not leave behind any words. Instead, he drew a runic symbol on the scale.
This was the blueprint of a formation that he had found in Hong Luo's inherited mystical ability after he had recovered all of his memories. The function of this formation was to create vibrations and amplify a certain sound infinitely, forming an echo that reverberated in the world.
Based on Hong Luo's legacy in Su Ming's memories, if this Rune was activated in an empty space, then the echo would last for a month. During that month, even if the person was very far away, they would still be able to hear it vaguely.
However, this Rune was rather big. Su Ming had only completed one-hundredth of the Rune. It was far from completing the entire structure of the Rune.
However, this time, Su Ming had only managed to carve one-hundredth of the Rune, but he still had the next time. As time passed by and Su Ming returned to this place again and again, every single time he woke up before he died, he would remember everything and complete the structure of the Rune.
There were some mistakes, and there were some parts where the scale where he sat did not conform to the structure of the Rune. However, in the Undying and Imperishable World, during the countless cycles of life and death and repetition, there was finally one time when Su Ming came to the dragon snake's body. At the instant he woke up before he died, he carved the final stroke of the Rune!
Once the Rune was completely completed, the instant Su Ming's body disappeared, he activated the Rune, and with the loudest voice he had ever used in his life, he let out a roar.
"Don't devour any of the undying souls. Don't devour a single one of them …"
At the same time Su Ming's voice traveled outwards and his body disappeared, the Rune he had finally created after countless attempts on the dragon snake's body started operating with a bang, amplifying Su Ming's voice endlessly and sending it out with loud booming sounds in all directions. His voice was like a wave that reverberated endlessly in the world …
Ten days after Su Ming's death, the fog that had appeared on a white piece of land in the vast world once again gathered together to form Su Ming's body.
His body gradually turned from an illusion to corporeal form. His gray eyes looked at his surroundings in a daze. His memories were blank.
As he looked at the gray sky, there was not a single thought in his head. It was just like the first time he looked at the sky, he just stood there and stared at it blankly. Some fog slowly appeared around him and gathered together to form the figures of some undying souls. Su Ming, who stood among the many undying souls, looked incredibly normal. There was not a single hint of anything different about him.
Once the newly formed undying souls gathered together, they lifted their heads slowly and looked towards the gray sky, as if they were waiting for something.
When the moaning sound of a horn came from the sky and entered Su Ming's mind, his body trembled. He slowly lowered his head, and just like the undying souls beside him, he floated towards the place where the sound of the horn came from.
Su Ming did not know that he had already repeated this action countless times …
Yet this time, after Su Ming floated among the undying souls for less than a day, besides the moaning sound of the horn, there was also a furious roar that reverberated violently in the vast world.
"Don't devour any of the undying souls. Don't devour a single one of them …"
That voice reverberated in the air and fell into Su Ming's ears, as well as the undying souls' ears. Su Ming stopped moving forward for a moment and lifted his head slightly to cast a glance at the sky. After a moment of hesitation, he and the other undying souls continued floating forward as if they had not heard anything.
Time passed by, and once again, some of the undying souls let out low roars and pounced on their companions beside them, starting the process of devouring them repeatedly.
This time, that included Su Ming. Madness appeared in his gray eyes and he turned around swiftly to pounce on a bewildered undying soul beside him. The instant he was about to devour it to make himself stronger based on his instincts, that enraged roar that was filled with an unwillingness to admit defeat traveled forth once again from the vast sky.
"Don't devour any of the undying souls. Don't devour a single one of them …" That voice had appeared multiple times during the past few days, and it had gradually become much weaker. As it echoed in the air, it fell into Su Ming's mind, causing him to freeze once again as he prepared to devour the undying souls.
There was a struggle in his gray eyes. His mind was originally empty, but now the low roar reverberated in his mind. He slowly loosened his grip on the undying soul.
He did not know why, but the voice that came from the sky was incredibly familiar …
As he let go of the undying soul, the other powerful souls around him completed their devouring. Once they became slightly stronger, they lifted their heads and roared towards the sky.
Those roars fell into Su Ming's ears, causing him to struggle once again. This time, he struggled for a very long time, and when he finally finished struggling, he looked around himself, and found that there were no longer any undying souls around him.
The undying souls that had been born together with him had already left in groups. Only Su Ming remained in the place alone as he struggled. The other undying souls did not care about whether Su Ming stayed or not. They only followed the call of the horn and continued moving towards that place.
Su Ming stood alone on the vast land with a dazed look on his face. After a long while, he lowered his head and floated forward slowly.
Probability was a term that conveyed a form of chance. It was a change in the calm. Its appearance was usually not something that could be controlled. It was just like probability. There would always be a possibility that a different fluctuation would appear when the same fluctuation appeared countless times …
It was the same in the Undying and Imperishable World. Su Ming did not know how many times he had reincarnated. In fact, this question did not even exist in his mind.
Even if this was the hundreds of thousands of times he had woken up, in his eyes, this was the first time he had woken up.
He did not notice the difference in his awakening this time. Only those who had seen him die and wake up several hundreds of thousands of times would be able to tell that this time was different.
This time, due to the existence of the voice, Su Ming did not devour the other undying souls. He continued moving forward in a daze until the voice no longer existed. Even when half a month went by, he was still drifting forward. On the way, he did not run into any other undying souls!
This was the first time he had woken up over the countless years!
As he drifted forward in a daze for half a month, the gray hue in Su Ming's eyes grew stronger. A feeling of hunger and weakness also rose from the depths of his heart. Occasionally, he would look around himself in search of a source that could stop him from feeling weak and hungry.
He had seen it before, but every single time he saw it, the voice in his head that had already disappeared would echo faintly in his head, causing Su Ming's struggles to become even more intense.
He longed to devour, but the familiar voice did not let him. In fact, as time passed by, he gradually had a vague feeling that he … could not devour other undying souls.
When his struggles reached their peak and he saw a dozen something undying souls drifting about in a daze on the white land, Su Ming could no longer suppress the desire to devour them, and he charged forward.
These dozen something undying souls had clearly just been born and did not possess any form of intelligence. Once Su Ming closed in on one of them and was about to devour it, a strong struggle appeared on Su Ming's face. As he let out a low growl, his eyes were no longer gray, but purplish red. He struggled and gave up on devouring it. Instead, he lifted his right hand and punched the undying soul's head, shattering its body.
The instant the undying soul died, a bang suddenly rang out in Su Ming's head, and a pain as if he was being torn apart spread through his body. In the midst of that pain, clarity appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
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