Countless array mages and formation masters were studying day and night, while Zhong Hou on the other side was also continuing to move forward day and night.

Although he no longer has the concept of time, his six senses have become numb, and he has even forgotten that his feet are still moving forward very regularly.

However, he still vaguely felt that time should have passed a long, long time.

Maybe a few days ...

Maybe a few months ...

Maybe a few years ...

Strangely enough, however, he did not feel the slightest hunger or thirst.

Or rather, he forgot even the feeling of hunger and thirst.

Or rather, he forgot why he was here and why he kept going.

The time came to the four hundred and forty-fifth day.

On this day, Zhong Hou cried.

On this day, Zhong Hou smiled.

Laughter with tears, laughter with tears, I don't know whether to be happy or sad, anyway, my heart is very complicated.

Because, the horizontal road is no longer flat.

Because, the horizontal path is no longer straight.

There is no end to the road, hope is around the corner.

There is finally light at the end of the tunnel.

Zhong Hou didn't run, just walked slowly at a normal pace, the same as in the previous four hundred and forty-five days.

Because he knows that this is a protracted battle, and if you want to achieve the final victory, it is useless to break out, relying on perseverance, perseverance and endurance.

Moreover, if you are really trapped in the formation, there is no difference between running and walking, so why waste your physical strength.

The next road is no longer the road of despair.

The mountain is indeed very high, so high that it pierces the sky.

But Zhong Hou could clearly feel that the scenery around him was changing with his movements.

He could clearly feel that he was getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain.

On the four hundred and forty-sixth day, four-fifths of the way to the summit.

The mist is light and the foot of the mountain is clearly visible.

On the four hundred and forty-seventh day, three-fifths of the way to the summit of the mountain.

Smoke fills the air, and the foot of the mountain looms.

On the four hundred and forty-eighth day, two-fifths of the way to the summit.

The clouds are vast, and there is no trace at the foot of the mountain.

On the four hundred and forty-ninth day, it was still a fifth of the way to the summit.

The sun is shining, and the top of the mountain is close at hand.

For the four hundred and fifty days, there were no clouds, as far as the eye could see, and the sea and sky were wide.

Stand on top of the world and look down on all living beings at your feet.

On top of the hill ...

Nothing ...

Be a fly in the ointment.

At this moment, a phantom appeared out of thin air very abruptly, making waves in Zhong Hou's heart, who was close to having no desires.

The phantom is wearing a monk's robe, stepping on cloth shoes, with a nine-point ring scar on the top, and holding Buddhist beads, simple and simple.

Then, a solemn voice sounded, saying: "One hundred and eight thousand miles, ten miles at a pace, it takes ten thousand eight hundred hours, which is equivalent to nine hundred days." Congratulations to the donor, and the merit is complete. ”

As soon as the other party's voice fell, Zhong Hou's personal information changed instantly.

The merit value has skyrocketed from 531 to 108531 all of a sudden.

Can you increase merit by walking?

That's.

Zhong Hou had a lot of questions, but he didn't say anything, just quietly waiting for the other party's explanation.

He knows that what the other party wants to say will naturally be said, and if he doesn't want to say it, he will ask in vain.

Sure enough, the other party continued in the next second: "The poor monk's name is Wanjie, and he is the guide of your master Zhu Gangguan. Now that you have completed your merits, I can give you two choices.

First, you can get a cloud stack cave in perfect condition. The price is that Pig Gang will have to bear the consequences of his own breaking of the vows.

Second, you bear the consequences of his breaking vows in place of Zhu Gangguan, and exchange all your merits for Zhu Gangguana's freedom.

If you make the wrong choice, you can't go back, you have to think clearly. ”

Guide?

Doesn't it mean that the other party is the person in the upper realm in the mouth of Zhu Gangguana?

This identity is also too terrifying.

It's no wonder what happened before was so weird.

With the other party's realm, this little measure is estimated to be not worth mentioning.

Monk?

What ethnicity is it?

There doesn't seem to be this kind in the Star Continent?

Why is he here?

Has he really caught Pig Gangguan back?

Listening to the tone, the pig is safe for the time being, but it will soon suffer.

What are the consequences of breaking the vows?

You don't have to think about it to know that even if you don't die, you're crippled.

Now Zhong Hou has to consider the choice that is almost equal to two people can only live one person, how to decide?

In fact, there is nothing to consider at all, Zhong Hou replied without hesitation: "Second choice." ”

Wan Jie nodded and said calmly, "Do you think your choice is right or wrong?"

Zhong Hou didn't know why, but he still said: "My own choice, of course, is right." ”

Wan Jie nodded again, and suddenly with a finger, a beam of light directly sank into Zhong Hou's eyebrows.

Then, Zhong Hou fell straight and straight.

As soon as it was dark, Zhong Hou came to another world.

The world is pitch black, with only countless faint candlelight slightly embellished, making the atmosphere particularly eerie.

The sound of sharpening knives was endless, but I didn't know where it came from.

At this moment, a monster with a bull head and a horse face appeared at some point, and dragged Zhong Hou forward with one left and one right.

Bull head horse noodles?

Is this hell?

I'm already dead?

Zhong Hou immediately thought of the ghosts and gods that were circulated among the people.

Although it is ethereal and cannot be confirmed, it has left countless wonderful stories to this world from generation to generation.

Is it all true?

Zhong Hou couldn't believe it.

But now he can't believe it, because there is nothing more convincing than this.

At this time, the bull head and horse face took Zhong Hou to a clearing, and then the bull head pinched his chin, so that his head could not move, and the horse face supported his eyes, so that his eyes could not be closed, and the action was very rude and savage.

As far as the head and the gaze looked, bloody scenes were playing in the void.

These scenes all have one thing in common, which is killing.

Killers, people.

Killed, horses, cattle, sheep, pigs, dogs, donkeys, chickens, ducks, geese, etc.

The first time he watched it, Zhong Hou didn't feel anything. He estimated that every slaughterhouse in the Star Continent was playing out this scene every day.

After watching it for the second time, Zhong Hou still didn't feel anything.

Until the hundredth time, the second thousandth time, Zhong Hou wanted to vomit.

As long as he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to hear their wails before death, as if he could read the despair in their eyes, as if he could see the bloody scene of the knife cutting through their throats.

Before they were completely dead, they were about to be disemboweled, and he seemed to be able to empathize.

It's as if he was the one who wailed before he died, he was the one who had his eyes full of despair, and he was the one who had his throat slit.

It's like, watching yourself being disemboweled, hollowed out, but powerless to resist.

Next, to Zhong Hou's surprise, he actually 'made his dream come true'.

The bull head didn't know when there was a pig-killing knife in his hand, and he slashed directly at his neck.

His blood shot out from his neck in an instant, and the blood splattered five steps.

Of course, the matter is far from over.

The pig-killing knife played with a flower in mid-air, then entered from the chest and went down the way to the belly.

Ma Mian took over the rest of the work, and with a break of his very skillful hands, the wound was suddenly split in two.

Dig it out, dig it out and dig it out, dig it out again.

The process was very long, and the purpose seemed to be to let Zhong Hou have a good experience of this feeling.

After all the internal organs were completely removed, Ma Mian completely stopped.

And Zhong Hou not only died on the spot, but his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear.

So, he experienced this kind of pain from beginning to end.

However, his throat was cut, and he didn't even have the right to pain, and he couldn't express it even in a thousand words.