This was a land of despair. This was a world of despair!
The sky was dark. It was not that there was no light, but the light was brought by the endless blood, full of sorrow. The earth was no longer thriving. Instead, it was emitting a nauseating stench. The green grassland was also full of withered yellow, without the slightest trace of vitality.
Life was extinct, and there was no more vitality.
In the sky, a coffin was suspended. Like a black hole, it crazily absorbed the surrounding death aura and despair into its body. It was also like a source of pollution, releasing endless death aura, "slaughtering" the already very weak vitality.
This was a world that was destined to be destroyed! When all vitality had disappeared, this land would fall into darkness forever, completely sinking into oblivion!
However, a ray of light suddenly came, breaking the incomparably oppressive silence in the sky. It was like a ray of sunlight, warming the entire world.
The dazzling and gentle light shone on the coffin. The pitch-black coffin was opened, and the coffin lid formed by despair and silence slowly melted, revealing the thing in the coffin.
A person, a handsome young man, was lying in the coffin. His eyes were tightly closed, and his face showed a sadness that made people unable to help but shed tears. Even in a deep sleep, his brows were furrowed.
"Wake up, wake up, child!"
A gentle voice came from within the light. It shone on the young man's body and warmed his body. Then, it passed through his body and entered his consciousness, calling out to him continuously.
His brows furrowed even tighter. He did not want to wake up, he did not want to wake up. However, he was powerless to resist the warm light. The warm voice made him feel warm in his body and mind in endless sorrow.
"Who, who are you!"
He opened his eyes and said. As if he had not spoken for a long time, he spoke with difficulty, and his pronunciation was very strange.
"I am Pangu, child!"
The light transformed into a virtual human figure. He was a burly man with an indescribable explosive power. Anyone who saw him would feel incomparably shocked. However, this was only his clone. His aura was really warm and gentle, like a gentle breeze or a warm ray of light. The most important thing was his eyes. That kind of endless kindness and compassion made people feel that they had found comfort in their hearts. It was just like a father or mother looking at you. No matter who it was, under such a gaze, they would feel that they were just a child who wanted to throw themselves into their parents' arms, or a child who wanted to cry and complain.
"…"
His eyes were dry, softened by Pan Gu's power and the look in his eyes. He was sad. He wanted to cry, but he found that he had no tears to shed. Either he had no tear ducts, or his tears were dry!
"Child, don't dwell on the past. You should look to the future. There are miracles in this world. "
Pan Gu looked at his twisted face, reached out his hand, and put his warm palm on his face. He gently stroked him and said softly, "Don't worry, Pan Gu.
"I … don't want to go back! I just feel so tired. I just want to sleep. I don't want to think about anything. I just want to continue like this! "
He finally began to speak. There was no doubt in his eyes. Instead, he treated this person, who he had just met for the first time, as the best person to talk to, and even as a family member. His voice was still trembling. His tone was a little strange, but he could no longer stammer. He spoke smoothly.
"Do you want to let go of everything?"
Pan Gu's expression was still gentle. That smile was simply a healing artifact.
"I don't want to experience the pain that makes people feel like their hearts are being torn to pieces and their souls are being burned into nothingness. The world is too bitter. I'd rather sleep forever. "
His expression was ferocious. Obviously, he thought of the extreme pain in his words. That kind of sadness, that kind of pain, he never wanted to experience it again. He didn't even want to think about it. He had already given up hope. He had given up hope for this world, for himself, and for everything. He didn't want to do anything. In this world, everyone and everything had nothing to do with him. No matter what happened, no matter what would happen to anyone, he just wanted to sleep like this. Because only in this situation could he forget the endless pain.
"Child, running away is not the solution to the problem. There was always a solution to everything. Everyone has a chance to be redeemed. But the most important thing is whether you go back to find a solution to the problem. Will the person who will be redeemed seize that chance? "
Pan Gu looked at him. In addition to the endless sadness in his eyes, there was also great encouragement. He was encouraging him. He wanted to cheer him up.
"The dead can't be brought back to life. There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart. They are dead, and so am I. If he was alive, he would just be a walking corpse. He might as well go into a deep sleep. At least, this way, I won't feel pain. "
His eyelids twitched, but he still didn't cheer up. This was a world of despair, and everything here was affected by his mood. If he was desperate, this world would become a land of death. This was his true portrayal.
"There are miracles in life, aren't there? However, whether you can seize it or not depends on your own efforts! "
Pan Gu smiled. That smile was so gentle. He pointed his finger downwards. The youth in the coffin sat up and looked down. He saw that in the land of despair, among the endless withered yellow grass, a small white flower was trying hard to bloom.
…
"What's wrong?"
The Heavenly Demon, who was in the middle of a chaotic battle, suddenly felt something and looked at the Heavenly Demon in horror. Hongjun's expression also froze, as if he had noticed something. As for Youming, he didn't feel anything directly. He was just attracted by the power that soared into the sky and looked back.
The Heavenly Demon looked gloomy, and Hongjun looked cold. Because one of them couldn't feel the control of the external incarnation, and the other couldn't feel the power of the contract that bound the Heavenly Demon.
The body of the Purple Firmament Divine Dragon exploded, and a miniature Heavenly Demon appeared in the center of the explosion. That was the Heavenly Demon's Primordial Spirit. At the same time, a black energy suddenly evaporated from the external incarnation, and a distorted devil pattern. That was part of the Heavenly Demon's mind.
The Primordial Spirit entered the body!
When he opened his eyes, the green eyes were suffused with traces of divine light. A majestic breath of life came to him, causing some vitality and light to appear in the chaotic world of the universe.
The Heavenly Demon had returned!
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