Chapter 13: The World

When you are alone in a sea of people, you will be wrapped in a subtle sense of loneliness, and when you are alone in a place where there is no figure and no sound, the world is divided, the earth is collapsing, and the mountains and oceans are gone, what you feel is not loneliness, but ...... Satisfy. It's a very fun experience that no one can discover on your own.

There was absolute stillness all around, everything seemed to be a dumb puzzle, and the sight was pitch black, as if he were in a house, and the owner of the house forgot to turn on the lights, forgot that there was such a guest in the house, and went out on his own, with the key on his body, and closed the door with his backhand.

Eyelashes shook, and Mo Xuan opened his eyes.

He remembered that he was kneeling in the prayer room of the Lost Ancestral Tomb, praying to the eleven Xuantu, and he felt an invisible force pressing him to bow down, and he bowed three times in a row. During the first two knocks, Mo Xuan could only feel the pain caused by the violent impact of his head, and when the third knock came out, a wonderful feeling hit his whole body. He seemed to be standing on the streets of the bustling city of Atum, with people coming and going, he didn't know any of them, some people walked alone, some were in groups, and the noise poured into Mo Xuan's ears like a tide, but none of these voices belonged to him. So, he felt a ...... that he had never felt before. Loneliness.

At that moment, everything came to an abrupt halt, and his eyes became pitch black, like a bottomless hole.

This kind of scene, he had experienced before, not long ago, so, when he faced this darkness, there was a sense of familiarity in his heart.

It's weird, born to be human. Mo Xuan thought like this at the moment, but obviously, what an incredible thing this feeling flashed out of the mind of a twelve-year-old child.

There is no downtown, no bystanders, only darkness, like a drift.

Until Mo Xuan broke open his eyes, he was in that strange and inexplicable sense.

When he saw the world in front of him, he couldn't help but pinch slightly.

The gray-black world has no wind. Gray clouds lay lifelessly across the sky, and the sun was gray. Well, on this day, it looks like a gray eye, from the eyelid to the pupil.

The earth was covered with gray sand, and the river in the distance was not rippling, like a pool of stagnant water.

Mo Xuan was on a very high mountain at this time, and he could see very clearly here.

Unlike last time, this time, it seems that something moving has been discovered in this world.

From the top of the mountain where Mo Xuan was, it could be seen that under his feet was an extremely dangerous canyon, and an endless procession of countless people was winding like a long dragon. The men looked very strange, each expressionless, pale, and slow-moving, as if they had lost their souls. These people fit in with the world, the same tone, the same stiffness, the same ...... There is no life.

The only difference was that on the cliff next to these people grew a bright wildflower, which came in nine colors: red, yellow, blue, green, purple, orange, green, white, and pink. The only thing missing is the main colors of this world - gray and black.

This flower grows alone on the edge of the cliff, and it seems to be out of place in this world. It brought little life to the lifeless world, but when its bright petals swayed on its own, Mo Xuan felt a little lonely. It seemed like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, and it was like a soulmate who had never met for a thousand years, but at this moment, he felt that this gorgeous flower was growing alone here, how much it looked like himself—although he didn't know where they were.

Mo Xuan's gaze left the flower, and there was a faint layer of sadness in his eyes. He looked towards the river and saw that the end of the canyon was there. There, he saw a man—or maybe not a man. But the moment Mo Xuan saw it, a strong sense of familiarity surged through his whole body like an electric shock.

The sturdy body was extremely tall, as if it was enough to rival the valley. The upper body is covered with golden armor, which still shines even in this gray world. On his shoulder was a wolf's head, and his eyes were blood-red, like two rubies without impurities.

However, Mo Xuan did not see the giant axe in his hand.

As if it was no longer there.

Mo Xuan took a deep breath. He didn't know where it was, he didn't know who he was, but in a moment, he knew that it was no coincidence that he was here.

He saw that those ruby eyes were fixed on the people walking below, and those people trembled as they walked past him, and there was a fear on their faces.

He saw a small canopy boat wandering quietly on the calm river, as if drifting with the water. At the front of the boat stood a nonchalantly thin figure, wrapped in a large white robe, with a hat on his head, and a bamboo pole clenched in both hands dragging an extremely long arc in the water. The water of the river seems to be so clear that it looks like a mirror. Reflecting the boats and figures on the river, it is like two worlds.

Suddenly, a loud roar poured into Mo Xuan's ears from the end of the river, and the sound was extremely high-pitched and full of terrifying smell, like that of a torturer in hell.

Ang –

Mo Xuan was slammed to the ground by the sound wave, and he looked at He's side with a frightened expression.

At the intersection of the river and the horizon, a huge wave advanced like a curtain of water, and the whole sky seemed to have broken open, and countless clouds and darkness poured down, shaking the whole world violently.

The water curtain advanced at a very fast speed, and at this time, Mo Xuan could see the water curtain clearly, and he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.

The water curtain is like a gray-black iron wall, as if it can destroy everything. Countless thunderbolts flashed in the sky, all of which were gray-black colors. In the center of the curtain of water, a huge pale mouth occupied the diameter of a thousand feet. There was a roar of resentment, hatred, and too much negativity. Tens of millions of tons of river water poured into the great mouth, and all of them were swallowed up by it. And on its body, it exudes a strong aura of death.

On the river, the figure on the canopy boat was calm, as if he had not noticed all this. He leaned lightly on his bamboo pole, and even took out a wine jug from behind him and poured two sips into his mouth.

It's getting closer. The roar of the huge mouth seemed to be audible as clearly as in his ears, and when he heard this sound, Mo Xuan had a feeling as if his soul was about to collapse.

"Huh. ”

At this time, the people on the boat seemed to laugh, although the voice was not loud, but Mo Xuan, who was far away on the mountain, heard it clearly. I saw him gently pick up his bamboo pole and lift it off the water, watching the monstrous waves get closer and closer to him.

"Whoa!"

An indecipherable character came out of the man's mouth. At the same time, the bamboo pole in his hand gently descended towards the river.

Buzz –

A humming sound appeared as the bamboo pole touched the surface of the river, as if it came from the deepest part of the soul. Circles of ripples spread across the river's surface, spreading rapidly outward.

Ang –

The jaw let out a scream of unease, a scream like a broken soul.

Rumble!

Thousands of water curtains broke from the sky, and the stars scattered brightly in the sky and the earth. And the giant mouth disappeared in this instant, and Hong Fei was in the dark.

This...... What kind of power is it?

Mo Xuan's mouth was astringent, and he couldn't speak.

At this moment, his body turned into fluorescent light and disappeared from this world little by little.

However, at the moment when he was about to disappear, he saw the figure standing on the bow of the canopy boat, and seemed to look at him deeply......