Bai Ya almost lost consciousness for a moment.

He was stunned, not just visually. A powerful mental disturbance came to his face, almost destroying all wills everywhere he went. Bai Ya was stunned, looking at the incredible face in front of him.

What the is this? It is not known whether the face is dead or alive. Are those sores rotting, or are they festering? His left eye multiplied into three, with the same red glow as his right eye, and the whites of his black eyes. The half of the multi-purpose face seemed to be dry and cracked, and it looked like it had been blistered, and no one would want to touch it anyway. The eyes are irregular, squeezing each other in a limited area, slightly deformed, and their respective lines of sight seem to be independent. The corner of the eye on the right, which is close to the human eye, is covered with fine, translucent black scales. I don't know if it's because of the lack of light here, or if it's just that, the red mouth that originally belonged to humans is too dark, and the faded pale lips are lined with black. The fangs on his roof of his jaw poked out slightly, and his grin was like a scorched scar.

What is this? What the is this? I have a feeling that I can't vomit even if I want to...... Monsters are monsters because of their inhuman qualities. And what should we call such a monster with typical human characteristics? It's even more terrifying than a complete monster. Unlike the music sky, at least it is a huge thing that makes people feel that it should be beyond cognition; Unlike the Nakshatras, at least those aberrations are traceable, and they all have the characteristics of the sea creatures that people have seen.

The screams pulled him back to reality. He took a step back and jerked his head back, unsure if the scream belonged to a man or a woman. He only saw a more frightening sight: the "wall" was alive, like a heartbeat and a pulse, it was moving...... Move slowly. Moreover, the fine black brachiopods that made it up began to flip, revealing the grayish parts covered with dark red circles—if they were really octopus-like tentacles, they should be the parts of the suction cups. But this is not the same, they are a terrestrial life form...... or a part of a living body. Jun Aoyan was so close that she could even see the tiny scales of the black part. But unlike fish scales, they don't reflect light, but rather make the texture of the tentacles look rough, and they look and feel like the skin of an animal like a lizard.

Her body leaned back slightly, looking ready to retreat at any moment. But she didn't, because Liu Shenghan was so close that she couldn't see the changes that had taken place across the entire wall. But Aoyan didn't have enough courage to rush over and pull her back. Sound Cold noticed something special, and she climbed on it, concentrating, approaching the broken blade at a height of less than a man from the ground.

What was she looking for? Ao Yan didn't know, and he didn't dare to look at it. She looked around and felt like the world was spinning. The obviously spacious interior felt oppressive and cramped at this time, and the walls, floor, and dome seemed to be wriggling, as if the passage they had walked through was a narrow snake body, and now it was completely swallowed into its belly. Every time I blinked, I felt as if everything in front of me was rising and falling with my breath, and the illusion was terrifying, and my legs went limp.

"Chu Tianqi ......"

Bai Ya quickly drew his sword and faced each other, only to find that Divine Officer Chu was still the same as before—normal, ordinary, and the appearance of a human male. Somewhat surprised, he took a step back and looked at him worriedly:

"Bai Shaoxia? You're ......"

Bai Ya put down the knife in a trance. What was that ...... just now? Is it a delusion? The dementor incense had eaten away at his nerves, and it wasn't impossible. At the moment, his insight, judgment, and reaction are all affected

to the serious impact. What should he do? What should he believe? Can he still believe in himself?

He didn't know.

"What are you doing!" Jun Aoyan shouted at the voice in a panic, "You stay away from these things!" ”

The willow voice was cold and deaf. She tried to pull out the broken blade stuck in the wall, with all her might. Her hand was sliced by a sharp blade, and blood flowed bright red. Although she didn't feel pain, when the blood touched the fine roots or wrists and feet on the wall, they writhed partially like worms dripping with vinegar, and the blood seeped away.

Someone was nailed to it.

At the moment when he saw it clearly, Jun Aoyan couldn't breathe, and even the hand holding the knife lost his strength. Mo Dao suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of "pop", reminding her to pick up the knife again immediately. Liu Shenghan waved a few strokes, causing the dense wrists and feet to slowly retreat as if they had been electrocuted. Then she tugged at the people inside in vain, uttering an almost begging lament, and said constantly, incessantly:

"Wake up...... Oh my God, wake up, please wake up!! ”

Jun Aoyan finally understood that someone was under control and unconscious here, and the broken blade of Baisha was the key to sealing that person here.

Who's that?

It's a woman...... Is it the one who died here after fighting the python god back then? She, she's still alive? Jun Aoyan felt a shudder. Because, she found that some of the branches of the tree that she mistook for belonging to the wall actually came from her. Some of her limbs turned into trees, fused with the strange entanglements of wrists and feet.

They're taking nourishment from her.

Qi Huan looked at Bai Ya at a loss, as if he was asking him for a solution. But how did he know? The priority is to save people, it is obvious. But at this moment, Qi Huan's pupils suddenly dilated, and he exclaimed in the direction of Bai Ya.

"-Chu Tianqi!"

Bai Ya quickly turned around and saw the festering and terrifying face again.

Not an illusion.

The "Great Priest" let out a creepy laugh, like gravel in a coal mine colliding with each other.

"What do you tell him to do?" His jagged claws covered his face, sliding from top to bottom, as if he had removed a mask that had long since fallen off, "To listen to the whimper of the dying man?" ”

He- its voice was too strange, more than an echo that seemed to roll around in a small space. It was as if there were two voices, one belonging to the gentle voice of an ordinary man of Chu Tianyan himself; The other was hoarse, with a throat-piercing whin, an ancient and long one that didn't belong to this plane. It seems to come from a thick ancient time, with an unbearable sense of history; It's like coming from the distant future, with a sense of insult that can't be looked at. The two are like a whole, coming from different times, different spaces, and different forms of one, which cannot be recognized. There is also a subtle, uncatchable, but tangible jet lag between the two voices, but no matter how you listen to them, you can't tell the difference. They staggered and merged, like layers of progressive and colliding ripples, reverberating and stacking in another space, refracting to a terrifying landscape called reality.

Kill him. This was the first thought in Bai Ya's mind, although Chu Tianyan's own will was not clear, but this monster that occupied his body and made such a statement had no need to live. It's dangerous, the instinctive fear of danger that anyone who sees its face and hears it.

It's better not to even know that it exists.

Kill it.

Without any hesitation, Bai Ya stabbed him in the chest, but after penetrating the part of the human body, he touched an indescribable resistance. It's like feeling when you stretch out your arm in a strong wind and open your palm, and then there is a force that acts as a cushion for the blade. The knife seemed to have pierced in, as if it hadn't, as if it had penetrated a cavity, a barrier stronger than the tension of water, or perhaps only touched its outer layer. Bai Ya added two more points of force, and the black blade didn't go too deep, but his hand began to tremble slightly.

A heat crept up from his chest, grabbing his blade like a hand. The black scimitar seemed to have been tempered by high temperatures, and the brilliance of white and red slowly spread upward. The elbows, wrists, knees and other joints of "Chu Tianqi" were folded back in an extremely unnatural way, accompanied by the clicking sound of bones being broken. With an inhuman appearance, he twisted his body into an inhuman angle until it was completely flipped over, as if he was facing Bai Ya head-on.

There was no blood spilling from his chest, but a kind of fire spreading. Not an open flame, but a scorching ember that spread from the blade, gradually eroding and burning his clothes. The cloth turned into an invisible powder, accompanied by red and black particles that slowly flew from the wound, like sparks popping out of the stove, but more agile than they were. Until the large hole in his chest is fully revealed.

Like ...... The shape of the eyes, or the mouth? But whatever it is, this cave is erected on the chest. On each side there was a row of sharp, grayish-white arc-shaped cones that protruded. Is that a sharp tooth, or is it a bone? It looked as if Bai Ya stabbed the knife a little deeper, and the huge hole would close, tearing his arm off with claw-like teeth.

"Where is Chu Tianqi?" Bai Ya died against the knife.

"Chu Tianqi?" He read, "Is that something important? ”

“…… I'm going to see what kind of monster you are. ”

Bai Ya is vicious. His eyes were the same as before—black whites and white pupils.

Yin and yang are chaotic, chaos has not yet opened, and "reason" is born in it.

"Do you dare?"

He ignored the sneer. But in the next moment, I saw a blinding light—a blinding, black light that I couldn't look at directly.

Black ...... Light?

"Candlelight—"

Qi Huan rushed up and pushed Bai Ya away. The two of them were planted on the ground, and Bai Ya immediately used the ghostly white blade to prop himself up. He yelled angrily at Qi Huan, "What are you doing! ”

"Don't you want to die!"

The two of them turned around and saw that the candlelight blade seemed to be pushed in by an invisible hand...... Or pulled in by something inside. So the blade should have completely penetrated his body, but no, the blade was completely gone. The monster was still smiling, as if the wound on its face called its mouth had been torn open by that arc. He raised a hand, and Bai Ya's other knife suddenly came out of his hand, as if he had been summoned by the black blade. Then, as if some kind of demonstration, some kind of provocation, the humanoid monster stretched out its long black tongue and licked the blade without being hurt. Instead, in the center of the pure black tongue, a red eye was born that stared at them closely.

Then, he raised his head, and his throat cracked, as if a mortal's body could not withstand some kind of massive mana. But he didn't care, he just raised the knife with both hands, opened his mouth, and slowly swallowed it into his belly.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

He lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes, his expression slowly withering like a poppy.