Zhou Yang looked around and found that the darkness was not because his vision was obscured, but because there was nothing at all.

As far as the eye can see, there is nothingness.

But he could clearly feel that in this nothingness, something was brewing, as if it was ready to break through the shackles of this dark nothingness.

You can't see it, but you can feel it clearly.

And there is a faint premonition in my heart.

The direction in which this thing breaks through the darkness will come from his decision.

He didn't know in what direction he should break through, let alone what was behind the void, and he didn't know what the consequences would be if he made a decision.

Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment.

He had never experienced this kind of thing before, and the experience of being a human being in two lifetimes could not help him make the right decision.

It would be nice if the master was there.

The master always has a way.

Such a thought involuntarily came to my mind.

When I thought about it like this, I thought of the heavenly gate in my heart.

Something flashed in front of me.

It was as if a door had popped out of thin air.

The door is not very big, it looks like the door of a low grass house, and with his height of 1.8 meters, if he wants to enter, he has to bow his head and bend down.

When you think of a door, a door appears!

Zhou Yang's heart moved slightly, stretched out his hand, and carefully pushed it over.

The door that appeared out of thin air in front of him was opened.

The wind blew through the crack in the door, mixed with a faint noise.

Zhou Yang leaned close to the crack in the door and listened carefully, and always felt that this sound seemed to be a little familiar, lying on the crack of the door and looking inside, but he couldn't see anything, there was still only darkness.

He pushed the crack wider, and then cautiously poked his head into it.

This is undoubtedly a very risky move, and if there is an enemy on the other side of the door, it is easy to take the opportunity to take off his head.

As soon as the head of the six yang leaders is lost, they will die no more.

But there was an unusual feeling in his heart.

Knowing clearly that the world behind the door was not in any danger to him.

As his head poked out of the door, his vision gradually became clear.

The wind is howling.

In front of me is a cloudy world.

Below the door is a large mountain, with steep walls, as if it were a tall tower rising from the ground, and the whole mountain is translucent, as if it were unreal as a phantom.

The earth below the mountain is a black, constantly surging ocean.

But the ocean was not made of water, but of a myriad of terrifying and terrible spirits.

They were gathering at the bottom of the mountain, shouting and trampling, and climbing up the mountain, trying to reach the top of the mountain and approach the gate.

When they saw Zhou Yang poking their heads out of the crack in the door, all the evil ghosts fell silent, and they stared at Zhou Yang blankly, filled with deep uneasiness and fear.

Suddenly, someone screamed, waking all the demons from their fear.

The demons threw themselves on the ground, their entire bodies pressed against the ground along with their heads and faces, not daring to move or make a sound.

The mountain is Yin Mountain.

The sea is a sea of ghosts!

So what is this door...... Heaven's Gate!

In the black hole of the realm of death, the door that appeared out of thin air led to the Yin Mountain and Ghost Sea in the heart, and to the Heavenly Gate above the Yin Mountain.

It's just that the Heavenly Gate should be huge and incomparable, but in front of Zhou Yang, it is low and abnormal.

Moreover, can people go directly into their own minds?

This simply cannot be explained.

Zhou Yang looked at the top of the mountain intently.

I saw Shi Yuxuan and the flag-planting ghost.

It's just that the two of them are so small now, as if they are two little sparrows, and they can grasp them in the palm of their hands as soon as they reach out.

The two of them also stared at Zhou Yang blankly.

Suddenly, the flag-planting demon let out a loud scream, pounced on the gate of heaven, and shouted: "King, king, are you back?" Are you back? I knew you would come back, and you wouldn't abandon us! ”

Zhou Yang looked at the flag-planting demon who cried with joy and was mercilessly bounced open by the gate of heaven again and again, but still persistently pounced again and again, and a strange thought came to his heart.

As soon as his mind moved, a water mirror floated in front of him, reflecting his appearance in it.

In the water mirror, what came through the door was the head and face of a one-horned demon!

Zhou Yang couldn't help but be frightened, and was about to retract his head from inside the door in a panic, but suddenly heard a voice in the sky sighing softly, "You're finally back!" ”

This voice is not the mechanical and electronic voice of the task publisher, nor is it the nameless interpreter that preceded it.

It was a familiar voice, one that haunted him for two lifetimes.

This is the master's voice!

"Master!" Zhou Yang threw away all thoughts and rushed into the door.

One foot on the Yin Mountain.

One foot occupies half of the top of Yin Mountain.

The once unattainable Yin Mountain, at this moment, seems to be a small dirt bag under his feet.

The overcast sky also became palpable.

And the vast and boundless ghost sea has become a small puddle under the dirt bag.

Zhou Yang, who came beyond the gate of heaven, became a giant who stood up to the sky.

"Master, is that you?"

Although the dark clouds could be dispelled with a wave of his hand, Zhou Yang was so nervous that he didn't dare to raise his hand.

"Looks like you're pretty much done with what you're going to do."

The master's voice sounded behind the dark clouds.

"Then come and see me. I've done everything I could, now it's up to you how you choose. I'll be waiting for you in three years, come here. ”

The sound stopped abruptly.

Zhou Yang was a little flustered, not understanding what the master meant, and desperately raised his hand to disperse the dark clouds in the sky.

There is light into the Yin Mountain and the Ghost Sea.

Without the dark clouds, there is no sky and no sun in front of you.

Some are just a soft white light.

It's like a blank computer screen.

He subconsciously held his breath and reached out to touch it gently.

What the fingertips touched was a cold, smooth barrier, as if it were glass, and as if it were metal.

This is indeed a cage.

A cage that imprisons all the Emperor's Blood Demons.

"Master, master!"

Zhou Yang shouted repeatedly, but did not get any response.

"Want a hint? Honestly, I think you should be able to think of it yourself, but that would be a waste of time. We have some relationship, and I can't bear to see you waste your life here. What's that, say good things first, don't reveal what I helped you with, otherwise your master will have to blow up the temple. ”

The thief's voice sounded directly in his head.

It's not a mechanical electronic sound this time.

However, Zhou Yang still immediately recognized that this was the task publisher!

This way of chattering is simply too recognizable.

"Why do you want to help me?"

Zhou Yang is highly vigilant about the publisher of this mysterious mission.

There is no such thing as hate for no reason, and there is no love for no reason, and there is no reason for the task publisher to help him for no reason.

There must be a reason for this.

"Why? That's a question. Originally, I was so busy, how could I have the time to take care of such a messy little thing, even if your world was completely destroyed, it would be just a trivial technical adjustment for me, but being a master is so troublesome, this apprentice is a debt collector, this is what I owe her, I can't help it......"

(End of chapter)