Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves.

In the dense forest at dusk, Qinghe looked at the falling leaves in front of him... Naturally, such a sentence came to mind.

Dusk, neither day nor evening ... Rather, it refers to the time when the corridor of the world becomes blurred and non-human objects can be seen.

That is, it is quite possible that some monsters will appear... They hate humans, devour souls, and are feared by most people: their name is Void.

Fluctuating hollow streaks appeared, undisguised killing intent, carrying a huge volume from the void, wanting to destroy everything he saw... The Great Void has descended.

But before he could follow his heart to kill, he heard a clear voice: "Forty-one of the broken path, ice erosion." ”

The frost that came with the bleak autumn wind descended on his body, followed by a rapid freeze... An ice sculpture that is both hideous and lifelike has appeared.

Qinghe, who stopped calmly, was going to leave like this... Because this guy will gradually melt the ice, as the name of the breach.

He was also sure that the Twelve Teams, who were far away in the sky, would not have noticed that there had ever been a void here... This monster didn't even release its own spiritual pressure, and it ushered in the end of its own life.

But accidents still appeared, such as the playful eight-point mirror... It came to Qinghe's eyes like this, and the mist obscured the sight slightly.

Qinghe was not affected by this, but saw many scenes that he had never seen before... Everything, everything, became "ambiguous".

The world is not so angular or so vague... It was very rude, and it was "decomposed" into a spirit by the Eight Mirrors.

The densely arranged spirit particles, the lines between the particles... In this way, the world is crisscrossed and weaved.

At the location of the mask of the giant void, Kiyowa saw a brighter light than the other particles.

Qinghe thoughtfully... He knew that that was where his spiritual power was stored.

Of course, there was another thing happening to him... The spirit son of the ghost path and the spirit child of his body collided continuously, gradually destroying the lines that made up his life.

Looking at the scene of the usually gorgeous and mysterious ghost road unfolding in front of him like this, Qinghe shook his head with a wry smile... It turns out that after everything is peeled apart, there is no beauty, only the most primitive decomposition, reorganization, and recomposition.

With curiosity, Kiyowa looked at his body... He is no exception, becoming a combination of Lingzi and line.

The heart is the source of all spiritual power and life... The light contained in it was brighter and denser than the giant monster in front of him!

Take your eyes off yourself and look around... It represents the light points of life, dense, and endless.

Some of the light spots are very weak, so weak that they are undetectable... But Qinghe can still tell what this is from the shape in the line: grass.

The light points of the towering ancient trees are much brighter, and the light points of the dense bushes buried in the ground are also bright.

Every grass and tree, every person and everything here has its own light... Or rather, the soul.

The mischievous eight-point mirror followed Qinghe's line of sight like this, peeling everything around him clean... The truth is displayed in front of you.

"Dizzy..."

Qinghe, who was dazzled, removed the Eight Mirrors, and the world changed back to its original state... The tree is still a tree, and the grass is still that grass.

The only thing that had changed was the soul particles that had gradually disappeared into the air, the frost that had fallen from him.

"Where did the soul go..."Seiwa recalled the Eight Mirrors again.

Those flying soul particles... It's not a reiko in the atmosphere, but it's gone.

"Soul Hourglass..."

Kiyowa looked into the distance, in this direction that he couldn't see in the line of sight... It was the place where he was first born: a vast nebula vortex from which countless souls entered the galaxy and traveled to the present world to transform into a thousand different lives.

And the souls that float from the human world will enter the corpse soul realm in the same way... Become a resident of this place, or choose to go straight to the reincarnation passage and start the next rebirth.

Just like he did when he came... In the long queue, he is just an ordinary little soul who can't be more ordinary.

Dusk is gone, night is coming... Chasing the last ray of light, he tilted his head a little higher.

So he saw some scenery in reality that he would never see on a daily basis... Layer after layer of circular barriers, there was nothing to hide before his eyes.

In order to see more clearly, Kiyowa paid no attention to the dead nothingness, and even forgot that he himself was going back to dinner.

Whew!

A few steps, the shadow of the night flickered, and Qinghe stood on the top of the ancient tree... This kind of thing, he couldn't do in the Corpse Soul Realm before.

The starry sky and the bright moon of the past are no longer attractive to him... Looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, Qinghe looked at the sky of Jinglingting seriously.

Above the vault, there is no life... There is only an endless sea of spirit children, and a barrier made of some kind of enchantment.

A solemnity began to appear in Qinghe's eyes... How much do the people of the entire Jingling Court know about the sky they live in?

There's a soul mask there... It can protect them from any of the Soul Street citizens and those terrifying monsters.

At least for the first moment, Kiyowa was on the same mind as they were... Although he doesn't have much affection for the vast majority of people who live there.

“1，2，3，4…”

On the top of the tree, Qinghe muttered to himself as he counted the barriers that were revealed under the truth... Surrounding the first barrier was the "Silent Spirit Wall" he had seen in the book: an absolute defense that would only be activated in the event of a catastrophe or a major danger.

When these walls fall from the sky, the light of the Murderous Stone will envelop the sky, the earth, the underground... Protect those who are about to be in danger under the shield.

The spirit bead core made by the empty crane was made in order to break through this barrier... Although Qinghe didn't want to use such an extreme way one day.

That would mean that he had completely torn his face with the higher-ups of the Silent Spirit Court and overturned the table.

“69，70，71，72…”

Qinghe, who raised his head to 180 degrees, finally found out the number of these barriers: there were 72 in total, and the spiritual power contained in each barrier was strong... With his current spiritual pressure, he felt hopeless.

It is absolutely impossible to break through the interception of these barriers head-on ... Even if all the captains were combined, it would not be possible.

Above these barriers, Kiyowa didn't see anything... He knew that no matter how strong the Eight Mirrors were, they would have heights that they couldn't reach.

Maybe it's because of your standing position or it's too low? Thinking like this, Qinghe didn't climb upwards... The odds of being found like that are undoubtedly too great.

"Spirit King's Palace..."

A gentle sigh disappeared into the night sky along the autumn wind... With this level of barrier laid, only the existence of the "Spirit King" is worthy of the high-level inside.

"Good job... How about going back to the empty crane and asking? ”

There was a little more weight on his shoulders, and Qinghe turned his head sideways... For the first time, I saw the true face of Black: it was a black that was different from white.

The only bright spot was the point of light in the center of his orbular body.