Han Baiyi didn't know anything about what was happening outside.

Ever since he stepped out of the black and white world, a passage has clearly appeared in front of him.

In absolute darkness, there were fragments of fine blood-colored lenses scattered on both sides of a road.

Obviously, it was the existence that created the darkness that was guiding him in a certain direction.

Han Baiyi had no choice, so he could only move straight forward.

When he came to the end, a blood-colored crystal pillar appeared in front of him, and the red crystal blood pillar shone slightly in the darkness, showing an amber-like shape, translucent texture, and the scene inside could be seen from the outside.

Without the slightest accident, it was Kaede's body that was trapped in it by the blood-colored crystal pillar.

But Han Baiyi did not rush forward, but raised his head and opened his spiritual eyes to perceive.

He always felt that something was not right.

The existence in the darkness seemed to notice Han Baiyi's gaze, so he did not continue to cover it, but generously opened the black curtain and showed everything in front of Han Baiyi.

When the darkness in the space dispersed, even Han Baiyi couldn't help but be deeply shocked by what appeared in front of him.

It was a series of tall 'bookshelves' that circled in a huge arc and stood side by side.

On the incomparably tall bookshelf, neatly stacked were struggling souls bound in black chains.

The shadow-like objects were half-gray and transparent, and the black Shura chains were wrapped around them, nailing through their souls, and each 'person' was venting their despair in the most painful way.

Their faces were pale, their expressions were hideous, and their forms remained intact, but their consciousness did not know where to go, and they were only longing for liberation in the most instinctive way of the soul.

There were many 'bookshelves', arranged in an arc with blood-colored crystal pillars as the center, each one so high that there was no end in sight, piercing straight into the darkness of the dome.

Layers of bookshelves are densely superimposed, and the soul shadows are constantly struggling.

Each figure is similar in size to Han Baiyi's.

To see so many of their 'kind' trapped here, to see them wail silently, to watch them in pain and despair, to watch them frail and struggle.

Even though Han Baiyi had been carried away by anger just now, at this time, he suddenly felt a basin of ice water poured on his head, and it was cold to his bones.

What made him chill even deeper were the familiar faces that occasionally appeared in the dense shadows.

There are those who should die.

In the past, the boss at the door of the gate 'Yamauchi Shigenori' who was killed by him with a blood, the stepfather 'Xiao' who fell in love with each other in the Hirata family, the 'Butterfly Lady' who sacrificed everything for the imperial son, the bald head and the fat man with a big knife who attacked the Hirata family, Kotaro who had seen at the foot of Senbunji Mountain, and the soul that was stored by the Senfeng Master with a casting knife in order to catch Robert, and finally burned out of Gus, burned himself, and the reincarnation ghost 'Buddha carver' who cut himself with the last knife, and the sword master 'Ashina Isshin' who was undefeated all his life and only had a sincere sword ......

It's like a huge library, where countless souls have been stored over the years.

Whether it is to kill with tears, to open the door to kill, to die in war, to die of hunger and poverty.

All the people Han Baiyi saw and knew and killed with his own hands were all here.

In addition to this, there are also those who should live.

For example, Genichiro Ashina, who was supposed to worship his grandfather in the castle tower, Sase Shisuke, a disciple of the Ichishin Sword Saint, Masataka, the tall armor of the Oni Court Punishment Department, who commanded the Bamboo Forest Front and never left his gun, and the two Yamamoto brothers who glared angrily at Han Baiyi at the memorial ceremony......

...... Even, there is Yongzhen.

It's just that no matter how Han Baiyi searched, he couldn't find Jiulang in the end.

Moreover, the difference from those who are dead is that all the people who are alive in Han Baiyi's impression do not have those black chains, and most of the expressions on their faces are dazed, as if they have lost consciousness, and they have no thoughts of struggling, just standing dumbfounded, trapped in place and unable to move.

Just as he looked up, a familiar female voice suddenly sounded in the distance in the darkness in front of him.

"Curious?"

The female voice is mature and seductive, with a slight hint of hoarseness, which makes people remember it after listening to it once.

What's more, Han Baiyi has dealt with her more than once.

It's Sakura.

The soul of the Sakura Dragon that was once possessed in Kaede's body.

"Well, I'm curious."

Han Baiyi replied nonchalantly, drawing a knife in his hand.

"Too impulsive, young man."

Accompanied by a calm female voice, a graceful figure appeared from the darkness, floating out of thin air.

The woman was dressed in a close-fitting robe with a bright red background and golden lines, which perfectly outlined her slender figure, and her head was tied in a simple bun, which looked like a woman in the Tang Dynasty, and seemed to be slightly different.

Seeing the woman's face for the first time, Han Baiyi didn't feel too much emotion in his heart, although his appearance was gentle and soft, it was not peerless, but the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he felt.

Every move reveals an inexplicable inner flattery.

It's just that her eyes and voice are precipitated with traces of time, and when you see her at first glance, you will suddenly have a little contradiction in your heart.

The woman floated lightly in the air, casually folded her legs, her eyes lowered and looked down at Han Baiyi, with an undisguised loftiness, as if she had carved that pride into her bones.

Her unique hoarse voice sounded slowly:

"Don't you notice it yet?"

She looked at Han Baiyi and her voice paused.

"The spell you rely on should be a great burden on your body, right?"

Han Baiyi was stunned, and his pupils shrank.

Just now, because the pain was already close to paralysis, and he was preoccupied with guarding against the attack in the dark, Han Baiyi didn't notice that the pain on his body was almost gone.

"It's the soul."

"You are now standing in front of me as a soul."

The woman pretended to be a little girl and whispered playfully.

Han Baiyi smashed a hammer in his heart as if he was hitting a bell.

Expressions change irrepressibly.

The woman stretched out her hand and swept the rows of 'bookshelves' around her out of thin air, the souls bound by the chains wailed wildly, and the unbound souls were at a loss.

The woman in front of her spoke in a relaxed tone as if she were introducing the owner of her collection to the guests.

"From the beginning, there was only soul in this world."

"The so-called entity, but you and the only two descendants of the emperor."

As she spoke, the woman snapped her fingers slightly.

Jingle bells.

Two rusted bells appeared in her hands.

Han Baiyi touched his pocket vigilantly.

It's his bell.

“...... After all, even with my powers, it is very difficult to manipulate the concept of time and space of the body, let alone change the terrain and objects on a large scale. ”

The woman who called herself me smiled softly.

Looking at her smile, Han Baiyi shuddered.

The woman rested her chin on her right hand, and there was a hint of cat and mouse banter in her eyes.

She savored the stiffness and unnaturalness revealed in Han Baiyi's expression, and the low voice and the faint hoarse voice actually produced a wonderful chemical reaction, which made people feel a little unstoppable.

"That's right, that's what you think."

"The whole name of the reed is my body...... Or rather, it should be my dream. ”

"All the souls of all these years have been completely intercepted in the process of reincarnation and locked up in my dreams."

With a slightly graceful smile on her face, the woman asked and answered herself in a mocking tone,

"Do you really think that someone can live forever so easily just by eating a worm and biting a piece of flesh?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't what I did back then look like a joke?"

"If that's the case, why did I bother to use all the power of the entire Taiqing Palace back then, just to snatch the soul of this candle dragon?"

"If this is the case, how can this little reed be known as the immortal power that is enough to make people abandon everything?"

"The outside world has passed a full 800 years."

"I've been accumulating karma here for so long, and even my seriously injured body is almost repaired, and those children and little bald people who came in in reincarnation even thought that they were defending the reed name on their own."

"People, you know yourself."

The woman was obviously not explaining to Han Baiyi, but just finding someone to confide in and confide in, relieving the pain of loneliness that no one could talk about for hundreds of years.

But as soon as the conversation changed, her gaze fell back on Han Baiyi.

"It's just...... To my surprise, in this void dream, among so many false immortals, a real immortal suddenly appeared. ”

The woman looked at Han Baiyi with interest.

"Look at you in your right eye...... That is, the situation in the fairy township, he should have died three times, right? Or four times? ”

"That's the karma that destroys with the body, and it's the first time I've spent so much energy since I mastered the power of reincarnation here."

"But you're alive."

"And it can support that much spiritual power."

"I'm really curious, you...... Who exactly is it? ”

In the face of the woman's confession, Han Baiyi couldn't help but freeze in place, and even ignored her questions directly, as if every word was bumping into her mind.

'What about the ancient Yingzhou-style game? ’

Is there something wrong with the world?' ’

Before the brain's receptivity reached its limit, Han Baiyi struggled to digest the information in the woman's mouth.

Looking at her arrogant expression of winning in her hands and looking down at the ants from above, I couldn't help but feel a little happy in my heart.

Glad that he only exposed the ability of 'immortality'.

The wolf world of feelings is simply someone's pig farm, and the so-called right eye is closed and the time and space transfer is closed, and the left eye is closed and dies directly, but it is the golden finger power of GM, and the power of black Shura...... Or is it karma, probably the little pig she raised, and she uses this thing to repair her body?

And...... She also seized a part of the power of reincarnation?

Don't be fooling me.

Han Baiyi swallowed deeply, thinking to himself.

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't know that she had the real 'ability to time', I'm afraid the old lady wouldn't even say a word.

I guess I'm going crazy.

Han Baiyi is also lying in his heart.

It's just a matter of three or two sentences, and everything has changed dramatically from the beginning to the current situation.

Han Baiyi didn't know why she had to bring herself here.

But if it is really according to what she said, the entire reed name is her dream, then no matter where Han Baiyi runs, as long as he does not get out of the reed name, everything will make no difference.

No wonder her so-called reversal of time and space will be so fishy, and it will be broken with a casual stab of [Between Stillness].

What kind of time and space reversal is this, it's obviously a temporary copy!

And along this line of thought, the biggest bug in the original plot of the game is filled.

Why wasn't the undead power represented by the undead insects robbed?

Why hasn't the power of time reincarnation, represented by the power of the dragon, been snatched?

Even if Da Meng doesn't care about this, then the local inner government of Yingzhou should also do its best, right?

Why did the Inner Government only send the Red Reserve Army over? And his leader has never been known by name, but not by whom?

Because it's all fake.

All kinds of bugs in the background of the game have been perfectly solved under the premise of GM's support.

It's just that Han Baiyi felt that he was about to be solved.

But...... Why did she go to such great lengths?

If she really had the 'reincarnation power' to completely control her soul and body, would it be difficult for her to directly search for souls?

This is the secret of real immortality, so do you need to spend more time talking about it?

And it's not necessarily the truth.

Han Baiyi's eyes lit up slightly.

The process of organizing information, sorting out logic, and arriving at results is completed in just a few seconds that seem to be down and pondering.

In other words, there are constraints to her 'power'.

Even......

Han Baiyi's eyes swept over the souls on the 'bookshelf' that looked blank and dull, but were not nailed by the black chains.

...... Even the soul that remained alive could not be fully controlled by her.