- Now. The long black wind is still blowing endlessly, as if it has been blowing far away since the snowy night six years ago, until now it has finally caught up with the footsteps of death, and it has only touched the pale in Bian Que's black hair.

Zhang Liang was still floating in the void, leaning down and shaking Bian Que's stagnant body. His expression was terrified to the extreme, and his eyes were full of anxiety, all worried that Bian Que would die like this.

And Bian Que lay dead on the black ground, not moving for a long time. His empty shell body froze, and so did his bleak gaze, as if his life had come to an end, and he could no longer move. The blood from the sword wound on his chest stopped flowing, and the red of blood finally began to solidify in the black soil. But on his still body, his thin chest and abdomen had completely collapsed, and he lay shriveled in the wind against his back.

Bian Que, who had no internal organs, was like a puppet that had been hollowed out of cotton wool, and fell to the ground desolately, and no one could pull him up. No matter how much Zhang Liang sympathizes with his pain and worries about his safety, it is meaningless. Just like he told Zhang Liang, he was already dead, how could he survive? Now this empty shell-like body existed as early as six years ago. Bian Que, he is already dead. He had been dead since that snowy night six years ago, since he had hollowed out his failing entrails with his own hands.

For so many years, from his following Ying Zheng, to the killing of Xu Fu, to now, for so many years, he has been using the extreme fantasy of "rosemary" to maintain his internal organs, and he has always been just living in this world through illusions. Theoretically, Bian Que is not a living person at all, he is just dragging an empty shell like a walking corpse, with the help of fantasy, living in reality.

Although the viscera of "Rosemary" is flawless, every breath and heartbeat of his life is very real. But he knew, and he knew in the depths of his soul's consciousness, that he wasn't really alive. However, Bian Que, he still has to repeatedly tell himself in his heart that his internal organs are real, and his survival is also true. He must believe without doubt that there will be no contradiction and rejection between fantasy and reality, that the constantly returning magic blue can better maintain the cycle of fantasy, and that the power of "rosemary" can better operate the internal organs of fantasy.

So Bian Que has actually been deceiving himself, trying his best to deny the truth he knows subconsciously. It is in this way that he can barely drag this empty shell and survive in the world. But in fact, he has long had no expectations for life after living like this. He does not pursue happiness, nor is he obsessed with achievement, life is a journey for him that has nothing to do with truth or falsehood, and the world is only black and white.

Therefore, he often thinks that whether it is true or false, whether it is dead or alive, it is meaningless. And for so many years, what has supported him to survive is only because of the ancient demon dao. From the very beginning, after he accidentally opened the seal of the first ancient stone tablet and comprehended the secret art "Rosemary", he was fascinated by the mysterious power of the ancient demon path. Later, after following Ying Zheng, he continued to try and explore, and sure enough, he unlocked other ancient stone tablets and saw more magical techniques of the ancient demon path.

Whether it is the "Demon Binding Crystal Coffin" that can seal the demon evil, or the "Thousand Eyes Multiplication Technique" that can give birth to the demon beast Thousand Pupil Python, every spell of the Ancient Demon Dao seems to condense the unspeakable mystery. Especially later, he finally learned about the existence that was also listed as a forbidden technique in the ancient demon path - "Reincarnation Day"! It was a forbidden technique that required the use of huge resources and a huge sacrifice to unleash it, leading the world to the ultimate forbidden art! Bian Que was tempted, as an empty shell of a walking corpse, he only had one thing he wanted to do. He wanted to release the forbidden art "Samsara Day" and see the ultimate gorgeous scenery of that world!

With his strength alone, of course, it was impossible to cast such a superweight Demon Dao Forbidden Technique. But Ying Zheng can, and Ying Zheng, who becomes the new emperor of Qin and Chu, will control the resources of the entire country. As long as he helps, Bian Que can go to melt Ling Chi and cast forbidden spells. In fact, Ying Zheng wants to cast the forbidden spell Reincarnation Day more than him, so he fully supports it.

Therefore, the two of them are not monarchs and ministers in the true sense, they are just using each other and using each other's strength to achieve their own goals. Bian Que doesn't care about Yingzheng's lofty imperial plans, and he doesn't have the so-called loyalty to the king. He does everything because of himself, simply because he wants to see the end of the world. As for the huge resources that need to be consumed in the preparation of this huge spell, the countless lives that need to be sacrificed. Bian Que didn't care even more. As long as Ying Zheng can provide him with the materials he needs, he will concentrate on refining Ling Chi.

Anyway, for him, the life and death of all living beings, the survival of the world, are not important. In his bleak gaze, everything was just black and white. His heart will not hurt even more, because he has no heart for a long time. On that snowy night six years ago when he was reborn with fantasy, when Bian Que finally threw away his exhausted heart, he died.

He died, like a pile of necrotic and blackened internal organs, forever his life force was draining away like water, but new water would continue to pour in, as long as there was water in the tank, as long as there was a trace of life in his body. He will never fall into the abyss of death. So in fact, the magic dragon crystal is not saving Bian Que, it is just "hanging" Bian Que's life with strong life force. And as long as Bian Que keeps holding the magic dragon crystal in his hand, he can be "hanged" with a mutilated body that has lost too much blood and has no internal organs, and he will continue to live with at least ten years of life!

But Bian Que still couldn't figure it out, although he could understand the principle of the magic dragon crystal "hanging" his life at this moment, but what he couldn't figure out was why Zhang Liang took out a piece of the magic dragon crystal to save him! That's an incomparably precious magic dragon crystal! A piece of magic dragon crystal that is difficult for countless people and forces to fight for. Why? Why did Zhang Liang not hesitate to use such a precious thing to save his life? He's an enemy! Even sinners who have taken millions of lives!

"Why? You tell me why? You're going to save me with a dragon crystal? Bian Que looked directly at Zhang Liang's pupils with a cold gaze, and asked in a deep voice. Is it just to ask me about the secret of the forbidden art of the ancient demon path?

(End of chapter)