"Did you feel it?" Mr. Yang smiled.

I nodded silently and looked at the bizarre world outside.

Most of the chains that covered the sky and filled the two worlds have disappeared, leaving only a few scattered stars, like candles in the wind, shaking in the air. But in those empty places, new chains are gradually taking shape, but they are still in a translucent state and are not stable.

The two worlds are merging, and the rules of the two worlds are being destroyed, reshaped, and constantly circulated.

All the consciousnesses of the soul are being sorted out, and in the face of the same great changes, these consciousnesses tend to be unified.

The only thing that is incompatible with both worlds is the space maintained by Mr. Yang.

I was a little worried about Ye Qing.

I can't feel Ye Qing's existence here.

I could see the chains extending from my body, and my chains disappeared among countless chains. What can be confirmed is that my body should still exist and is still in the real world.

But why can’t I feel Ye Qing?

Mr. Yang in the future world, Ye Qing in the real world... These should be two souls that have a complete memory in addition to me. I have to thank Ye Qing for my memory being preserved.

Has he... disappeared? Losed...self?

I let out a sigh of relief and let my uneasiness sink into my heart.

I looked at Mr. Yang with an interesting look on his face.

He seemed to be enjoying the wonders of nature, tilting his head, looking at the two changing worlds.

"You are the one who killed the successor of the new thing?" I asked.

Mr. Yang thought for a while, "Oh, that... I brought those ghost kings. Without your consumption of the will of this world, I would not have the chance to tamper with it. I have tried my best to preserve my memory."

He said, sighing, "Now, finally, enough people have died. They also realize that they are dead."

He said it lightly, that this attitude is somewhat similar to Ye Qing, but also has a completely different characteristic.

I remembered the things he did in the real world, that big-horned deer live broadcast...

He did not oppose the Ghost King, and he had long known the bad impact of the Ghost King's existence on the entire world, but he enjoyed his identity as Ghost King.

This is the biggest difference between him and Ye Qing and Liu Che.

I held my chest.

The chaotic and unified consciousness clamored in my soul.

Mr. Yang turned to look at me, "I said it wrong before. I really didn't expect you to be able to do this. Because your family and friends are dead?"

He still talks about death in that light tone.

I saw the light in his eyes, he was looking at me, waiting for my reaction.

I endured the surging emotions in my soul and asked, "You want to say, is this Ye Qing's idea?"

Mr. Yang stood up and looked down at me from a high place.

His face darkened, his eyes were cold, and his eyes looked at me were very explicit, without any concealing his thoughts about me.

My soul seemed to be pulled by something and slowly rose. I saw the chains in the sky twisted into a ball, as if they suddenly came alive, entangled with the chains on my body.

I was pulled by these chains and my soul continued to rise.

Countless soul emotions are injected into my consciousness, leaving me with no time to think.

The gray sky magnified before my eyes.

Can't do this...

I was shocked, and my self-consciousness broke through the strong clamoring emotions.

Life, death, man, ghost, pain and laughter are all gone at this moment.

I reached out and pressed it on the sky.

The ability in the body pours out.

There are constant scenery passing by in front of your eyes and ears.

Those emotions come back like videos that are played backwards.

The world of the two worlds began to reverse.

Live...

Live...

Live...

Don't want to die...

Don't want to die...

Don't want to die...

The chaotic and complex emotions are unified again.

I saw the dead, I saw the soul that was reborn.

However, at this moment, they all seemed to remember the life of the previous life and the previous life.

Those ordinary lives have become distant.

The picture described in the diary appeared in front of me.

Ye Qing stood on the corner of the street, silently watching the little boy playing.

I vaguely saw my familiar soul and their unfamiliar bodies.

I saw the ever-changing appearance of Ms.

I saw Ye Zhengyi who was constantly painting.

I saw the porcelain dolls placed in the Wu family warehouse.

I also saw Mo Wen, and saw Liu Che who looked thoughtful and stared at him.

Yellow sand is everywhere in the sky.

The buildings were swallowed by the desert, and the desert became a vast ocean.

I saw Liu Che standing on the sea.

He seemed to see me.

He is the only one among all these souls who look at me.

We only looked at each other for a second, but the world changed, and time seemed to have passed tens of thousands of years.

The sea rolled, and a monster rushed out of the picture. The sea dragon roared. The sky was torn apart, and the black hole emitted an inexplicable strange aura.

I saw another world.

The group of buildings preserved by Mr. Yang expanded in this world, like a growing creature, spreading throughout the world.

The two worlds are separated before my eyes.

The chains of those souls fell off me.

I was still pressing on the gray sky.

The bizarre world around is returning to normal.

My soul is being swallowed by space.

The entire sky turned gray again.

Kara sounded.

The chains on my body also fell off.

The ten circles of chains wrapped around the soul slowly disappeared.

My soul seemed to have gained freedom, but I could only watch the gray sky get farther and farther away from me.

My soul has only whereabouts.

In the world below, strange creatures howled.

I felt the yin energy that belonged to Mr. Yang.

His yin energy was like an anchor, and it did not change from beginning to end.

But from that, I felt his violent fluctuation.

Yin Qi hit my soul, and my consciousness will be completely swallowed.

In my mind, memories are like a lantern, and scenes flash one by one.

If... I was still a toddler and had not pulled my parents out of the car accident, then what would it be like?

Everything will be back, without ghosts, what kind of life will my family and friends have?

At least, it's a long life.

No fear, no worries, not so many... separation from life and death...

Mr. Yang's yin energy has touched my spine.

My soul was hit and almost fell into powder.

The consciousness is completely blurred.

The feeling of cold soaks the soul.

Suddenly, a hand rudely grabbed my clothes and lifted me up.

I felt like I was caught out of the cold water and suddenly felt the warmth.
Chapter completed!