The black figure jumped on the cloud-shrouded ladder, looking like a man.

It is said to be a ladder, but it is actually lined up from bottom to last time by floating overturned hills.

The gap between each hill was not small, and the man had to give it his all strength to jump to the next level each time, and several times he narrowly landed on the smooth edge of the hill.

The more he jumped, the slower his movements became, as if he was carrying a lot of weight. The man was tall and tall, but he was so small compared to the huge ladder.

"......Ninety-eight!"

The man's cries echoed in this eternal emptiness.

He stayed for a long time on the ninety-eighth ladder that he had managed to climb with great difficulty. Panting like a cow, his body was rising and falling violently. I can only rely on the posture of the legs wide apart and leaning forward to support the crumbling body.

His gaze was fixed on the staircase in front of him, the last and most difficult to cross.

The bottom of this staircase, from the man's point of view, is almost attached to the plane of the staircase where he stands. The golden vines wrap around the mountain of the staircase, as if to show the majesty of the unprovoked.

"The last level. ”

The man muttered.

"Ninety...... Ninety...... Ninety-nine!"

Finally, he made it to the top.

What appeared before his eyes was a huge palace, and the clouds could not hide its majesty, but the man did not seem to have any intention of admiring it, nor did he have time to shape the awe in his heart.

He dragged his heavy steps into the hall, each step as if he were carrying a thousand pounds, and the echoes of the hall rippled rhythmically with his steps.

The huge palace was so empty that he couldn't find anything at a glance. Except for the tall stone platform in the center of the main hall, and the white 'book' that opens on the stone platform, it is more precisely a book carved from unknown materials.

The man stood under the stone platform for a few moments, seemingly recovering his exhaustion from climbing the ladder.

Finally, he seemed ready. With a bend of his legs, he jumped onto the stone platform.

He looked at the book on the stage, trying to reach for it.

"That's it, kid!"

A voice rang in the man's ear. Vicissitudes, long-term, emotionless. Clearly speaks human language, but there is no trace of human emotion.

The man turned around and saw a purple cloud floating above his head, slowly tumbling the clouds.

"Come back with me. You've been injured in a previous encounter, and then you've broken the seal and climbed the ladder. The spiritual power in your body is already weak, and if you continue like this, it is not far from the collapse of the spirit body. ”

"No, I'm not going back. ”

"I'd rather never exist than live like this muddy and walking corpse. ”

The man did not take off his black cloak, but the resoluteness in his tone was not difficult to imagine his expression at this time.

"Why are you in trouble?"

The voice in the purple cloud was still joyless and sad.

"I have given you eternal life, a pure land of bliss, freedom from the sufferings of birth, old age, sickness and death, and the misfortune of reincarnation of cause and effect, why are you so hostile to me?"

"Eternal life, hehe, this is just a lie, everything is your lie!"

"What is the meaning of life without humanity, even if it is eternal, and what is the difference between it and the billions of stars?"

The more the man spoke, the more excited he became, and his body trembled.

"Once upon a time, you were my God, the God of my relatives, and the God of this world. Now ......"

The pain and remorse in his tone made the man choke up for a while.

"Alas!"

Ziyun was obviously sighing, but he still couldn't hear the joy and sorrow. But I saw that the purple qi in the clouds suddenly became a few points thicker, and it was also a few points larger, flickering bright and dark.

Immediately after, two figures walked out of the purple clouds, both wearing moon-white robes with gold ornaments on the cuffs and neckline.

"Father, mother?"

The black-clothed man's tone was full of surprise, and he glared at Ziyun.

"Didn't you say that this world is less sinful than others, how can you involve my parents?"

The man glared at Ziyun angrily, his tone full of resentment.

"Kid!"

The man's mother spoke.

"Come back with us. ”

Although she is a mother, there is not much affection between her words, and she is even a little indifferent.

Looking at his parents in front of him, looking at their expressionless faces, the man pondered for a moment.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he suddenly looked up and asked his father.

"Father, what about Miao Miao? Did you leave her at home?"

Although it was his father who was asking, the man's tone was full of unease.

"I handed her over and she was taken where she was supposed to be. ”

The man's father was expressionless and responded in a deep voice.

"Poof......

The man in black felt like he had been hit hard in the heart, and a mouthful of blood mist sprinkled into the air.

"Why? Miao Miao she, she's your daughter, it's your daughter!

The man let out a beastly roar, two lines of bloody tears that made his already pale face even more hideous.

"You seem to think that parent-child affection is very important to you?

The voice on the purple cloud could never hear joy or sorrow.

"Hmph!ha......ha

The man was first disdainful, then laughed wildly, and under the wild laughter, it was difficult to hide his sadness.

"We, not you. ”

"There's nothing left in this world for me to be nostalgic for. ”

The man's black and white eyes were faintly gray. The sad words seem to be accusing, and they are like helpless self-talk.

His pale hand reached into his bosom and pulled out a clear crystal. I saw that the two ends were spherical, but the size was not commensurate.

"But, one day, I will come back, at least take my Miao Miao with me. ”

The man clenched the crystal in his hand and glared at Ziyun, but his tone was more resolute than ever.

"You've seen Xuanyin. ”

Since the object in the man's hand appeared, the voice in the purple cloud had finally fluctuated slightly, although only for a moment.

"Yes, she told me everything, everything about the world. ”

The man was very calm, a little indifferent.

"Everything? just what she thinks. ”

Ziyun's tone returned to flatness again.

"Humph!"

The man in black turned around quickly, holding the lens in his left hand against the 'book' in front of him.

Immediately afterward, a white light shone from the pages of the book, and the whole palace was illuminated by a blinding light.

At this time, the 'book' is no longer a carved ornament, but a real book.

The man closed his eyes and skillfully turned the huge page to the one he needed. The movements are so coherent and skillful that it seems to have been practiced countless times.

After a breath, the dazzling white light dissipated, and the palace returned to normal.

Ziyun and the white-robed man and woman were still hanging in the air. On the huge stone platform, the huge book has been re-carved, but there is no trace of the man in black.

The purple cloud floated towards the stone platform, stayed on top of the page, and slowly read out four words.

"Ice and Snow Polar Region. ”