His mind had already been invaded by resentment. Just this one sentence alone was enough to cause hundreds and thousands of resentful spirits to murmur, cry, and roar in his ears. Some of them looked gentle and refined, just like one of them. Their words carried an ancient tone as they softly asked the young master if he was willing to listen to this servant's story.
After listening to it for the first time, perhaps one would pity this girl who had fallen into the Dark Abyss. After listening to it for the second time, one would feel that she did not deserve such pain. However, after listening to it for the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time …
She would not stop talking. She would even crazily pour her own sorrowful memories into one's mind so that one would personally experience the torment and suffering. However, if one was even the slightest bit impatient, this spirit would instantly transform into a black old woman and roar ferociously, tearing apart everything that she had previously created. She was gentle, moving, and pitiful!
"Feel my pain!"
"Feel my pain as well!!!"
"I've been here for a very, very long time. I have a lot to say. Are you willing to listen … Oh, you're not willing to listen? You're not willing to listen! You're not willing to listen! Do you know how much pain I'm in?! "
As he was falling, Mo Fan felt like he had fallen into a messy dream. In the dream, he kept experiencing the past of the evil spirits. Each memory was enough to leave a thousand holes in his heart, and he had the urge to bite his tongue and commit suicide! Translator: XephiZ Editor: DOCuinn
It was very long, extremely long. There were thousands of spirits here, and every spirit was transmitting their own pain to him. They would even cause him to have nightmares about his past. He had been hanged countless times, drowned countless times, executed by a thousand cuts countless times, and buried alive countless times in a coffin countless times …
Mo Fan already felt that he was no longer himself. His past was currently being covered by the torrential resentment of these spirits. His memories were being eaten away by them. It was as if he had barged into a movie with infinite tragedy and horror. Even though there were countless different experiences, every single one of them felt like deja vu to him!
The frightening power of the sinister wind was blocked by the soul light, but their spirit was about to collapse completely. The Light of Clarity emitted by the other necklace around their necks, the Spirit Concentration Pendant, simply didn't have the slightest effect. The resentment of these ghosts was so enormous that it could cover everything!
The Dark Abyss was not deep. What was deep was resentment. It was simply a bottomless pit of pain!
…
He didn't know how long he had been reincarnated, or how many thousands of years he had gone through. He didn't even know how much of his experiences and memories from his twenties remained. In short, the moment Mofan opened his eyes, he even began to doubt his own awakening this time!
Gradually, the things that belonged to him finally surged back. However, the fatigue from experiencing the cycle of reincarnation made him sit there in a daze for a very long time.
A dream …
An extremely long nightmare!
Fortunately, those things that did not belong to him slowly faded from his memory.
"Mofan?" A caring and gentle voice came from the side.
Mofan gradually regained his senses and looked at Liu Ru, whose clothes were a little disheveled. Her delicate and pretty face was filled with worry, and she even looked like a pear blossom in the rain. However, she had no tears.
"Liu Ru … You seem fine?" Mofan was surprised to see Liu Ru's clear eyes.
"You've been hugging me the whole time. It only took a few seconds for us to fall to the ground, but you were behaving strangely after we landed. I kept calling your name, but you didn't respond," said Liu Ru.
"A few seconds?" Mofan let out a wry smile.
"The others seemed to be in a daze too, but we're really fine. I thought we were going to be torn to pieces by the fiends and buried in the mountain of corpses. It turns out that there's a pitch-black hole under the mountain of corpses. The corpses didn't attack us, so we fell into the hole and ended up here …" said Liu Ru to Mofan, feeling relieved.
Mofan began to observe his surroundings.
He was sure that the Dark Abyss was an overlapping space.
The first layer of space must be the abyss where the fiends were flying like clouds and the corpses were piled up like mountains. Most living creatures would be torn to pieces and become part of the abyss if they fell into it. Even the Nether Bone Ruler and Lu Huan had failed to survive in it. The place was filled with vengeful spirits and bloody corpses …
Beneath the Dark Abyss, there was another space.
The space was spacious, so spacious that it felt like they had fallen into another world.
Mofan was still confused when he first took a look at his surroundings. However, after pondering for a moment, he realized that the place was similar to the Dimensional Plane that he had entered when he used the Dimensional Summoning.
Of course, this world wasn't as vast and boundless as the Dimensional Plane. The gray land was more like a flat mountain, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a dark and gloomy sky in all directions.
"There's a white palace over there. It must be the imperial tomb that we're looking for," said Liu Ru, pointing at a place not far ahead.
Mofan immediately looked in the direction she was pointing at. The white palace was extremely eye-catching. It was made of white jade, so smooth that it could even reflect the sky.
Originally, a white tomb would appear very dignified, noble, holy, and serene. However, this kind of white was more like the eerie white of a funeral. It was gloomy everywhere, and the smooth jade could not wash away the smell of death.
"Where … where is this??" Zhang Xiaohou's voice was heard.
Mofan's eyes were attracted by the eeriness of the white palace tomb. He did not notice that Zhang Xiaohou had woken up from his nightmare. It was obvious from his confused expression that he had gone through the same painful cycle as Mofan.
As a matter of fact, if it weren't for the fact that the painful cycle would slowly fade away in a person's memory, the enormous hatred and the vast past would easily erase their original experiences and beliefs, turning them into a shell with multiple schizophrenia!
"The Ancient King's understanding of the Space Element is incredible. I've been to the Three Step Pagoda before, and I know that a seemingly small area can actually hide a huge space. However, it's only the effect of the space being compressed. It's unprecedented to be able to create a new world in an abyss where space is constantly drifting!" While Mofan was glad that he was still alive, he was also impressed by the Ancient King's mastery of the Space Element!
To be able to place his tomb here, the wisdom and ability of the Magic Civilization two thousand years later would pale in comparison.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohou also saw the white Palace Tomb and could not help but suck in a breath!
The tomb of the Ancient King!
The tomb of the Ancient King was really under the Dark Abyss!
The person living inside was none other than the Great Mage Emperor who was known to be the greatest strategist in the past five thousand years!
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