There was an ancient religion that once left behind a very widespread saying: All fear and dread is like an illusion, an illusion, or an illusion. It was hard to say whether this saying was right or wrong, but the wisdom of the sages had been passed down for thousands of years, so there was probably some truth to it.
If one cultivated the mind and used one's own heart as the foundation, viewing all things in the world as an illusion, perhaps one would be able to ignore all disturbances and see one's true heart when one cultivated to the highest realm. At that level, regardless of whether one's cultivation was profound or if one numbed oneself, the effect would be about the same.
Perfected Lord Tian Lan's skills were profound and his knowledge was unfathomable. Of course, he knew a thing or two about this ancient doctrine. However, he had always scoffed at it. Moreover, his cultivation method was the pinnacle of worldly affairs, which was the complete opposite of this school of thought which focused on worldly affairs.
He didn't even believe in karma and retribution, believing that everything in the world was under his control. What retribution in the next life? What cycle of reincarnation? In his eyes, all of them were illusions. Only great power was fundamental, and only this life and this world was the only one. Since ancient times, countless legends of gods had been passed down in the human world, but had they ever seen one in thousands of years?
Where were the gods, demons, immortals, and Buddhas of the heavens?
There was a blue sky above and a thick earth below. No matter how many tragic things happened, they would probably pass quietly like flowing water and floating clouds, not leaving many traces.
He stared at the black shadow, his heart suddenly filled with a rare feeling. He put his hands behind his back and looked down at the man. He actually recalled the path he had walked for most of his life. He then smiled, without the slightest bit of regret.
The shadow in the darkness trembled slightly, like a person on the verge of death subconsciously twitching. Perfected Lord Tian Lan looked at him with a calm expression and said, "We meet again."
His deep voice echoed in the dark dry well, deep and vaguely carrying a strange power, causing the shadow to tremble again. Then, a strange red light suddenly flashed in the darkness, like the angry eyes of a fierce beast about to bleed.
However, Perfected Lord Tian Lan didn't care about it at all. He seemed to always be high and mighty, and nothing could affect his mind, not even his basic emotions. He even took a few steps forward and stood beside the human silhouette in the darkness.
He touched the body of the black figure with his foot. The figure turned over and rolled on the ground.
Supreme Lord Tianlan let out a sigh and casually sat down on the ground. He no longer looked at the black shadow but raised his head to look at the sky above the dry well.
The red and mournful light of the blood moon flickered above the small well. Looking from here, it seemed that the whole world outside was blood red.
"Are you going to die?" He opened his mouth and said, "Although this is your original fate, I'm still quite surprised. You've been pestering me with all your might for so many years, yet you've actually fallen into the hands of these young people at such an old age. I'm very surprised."
"Ah … Roar …"
In the darkness beside Perfected Lord Tianlan, the figure flipped over and seemed to struggle on the ground for a few times, uttering vague sounds that were filled with deep-rooted hatred and anger.
His gaze was like a blade in the darkness, filled with vicious curses as he glared at Perfected Lord Tian Lan. Retracting his gaze, Perfected Lord Tianlan turned to look at him. "Seems like you've woken up? That's good too. At least you'll know when you die. " He smiled and said, "I know what you want to say. Do you want to know what's going on with the child I snatched away from you back then?"
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"Ah …" A low and hoarse howl came from the darkness. It was as if the pain and hatred accumulated over countless years had erupted at this moment.
However, this was meaningless to Perfected Lord Tianlan. He didn't even bat an eyelid. He looked like a god without any human emotions, looking down at the pain of the people indifferently. He opened his mouth and said, "Have you been telling yourself all these years that you'll just pretend that you don't have that child? Perhaps one day, I'll directly kill that child? So, as long as you take revenge on me and think of a way to kill me, it'll be considered revenge? "
The black figure fell silent.
Perfected Lord Tianlan smiled and said, "Look, everyone is like this. I can always see through your thoughts. You all think that things will get better and that things might be as you wish. However, you probably understand me a little, don't you? "
He lowered his head and his voice seemed to have become softer. "But in the depths of your heart, is there a voice telling you that I won't do that? How could someone like me do something so superficial? I'll definitely set up a backup plan and teach that child a good lesson. I'll make you suffer the most terrifying pain in the world. That's my way of doing things, right? "
"Roar, roar …" A series of roars suddenly rang out. The black figure trembled all over as if he was about to pounce on Perfected Lord Tianlan. He was already extremely furious.
However, Perfected Lord Tianlan shook his head and said, "Stop pretending. I won't tell you."
"You'll always have to fantasize like this. Imagine how much pain that child has suffered under my hands. Imagine what kind of hell and torment he might be going through right now. There are countless miserable things in this world. Sorrow, pain, torture, and madness. You can't help but wonder if they'll happen to him."
Perfected Lord Tianlan's voice reverberated in the dry well like the judgment of a god.
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The black figure quietened down. He slowly lowered his head and no longer made a sound.
Perfected Lord Tianlan stood up and took a few steps outside. At this moment, the blood moon above his head suddenly lit up. It was as if the light had suddenly become several times brighter. For a moment, the blood-colored light actually shone down on the dry well, dispersing the surrounding darkness. It formed a strange light beam that shone on his body.
It looked as if the light had descended from the sky and enveloped his body.
Perfected Lord Tianlan stopped and looked up.
His expression was still rather calm. He only frowned slightly as if he was a little surprised but not worried.
However, when the blood-colored light shone into the depths of his eyes, the bald Perfected Lord's body suddenly trembled. Then, a look of confusion slowly appeared on his face.
At this moment, a shrill howl suddenly rang out in the darkness of the dry well. Countless ghosts and spirits that had long dissipated appeared again and pounced on Perfected Lord Tianlan from all directions. Among the thousands of mournful shadows, one particularly resolute and resolute figure charged over with an aura of death, wanting to perish together with this person!
Perfected Lord Tianlan's eyes suddenly seemed to be lit up with two balls of scorching golden flames, as if two suns were rising. At the same time, the blood moon in the sky that had never changed suddenly dimmed a little at this moment.
In the next moment, Perfected Lord Tian Lan's body shone brightly like a blazing sun. He looked down at the weak darkness and pitiful ants in disdain. Majestic and invincible, he spread out in all directions.
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