The moment Zhang Fan's palm touched the white mask, the whole world fell silent. Not only is the world quiet, but even time has frozen, and the flow of air has come to an abrupt halt.

The wind is not dancing, the clouds are not fluttering, and the river is not rising and falling. The light is not bright and dazzling, and the darkness is not deep and quiet.

Everything has lost its meaning of existence. I don't know if it's an illusion or a real thing, the entire dim underground tunnel is constantly echoing with that inexplicable word.

"Heaven and earth are wrong...... The root of all gases...... Spit out the old and embrace the new......" After Zhang Fan heard these intermittent words, his heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave.

His face was full of disbelief, and he was completely shocked, and an indescribable fear, like a raging tide, drowned him in the abyss.

"This ...... How is this possible? How do you know ......."

"Nope! No way!! I'm the owner of the Black Leather Manual, how could it be ...... Choose to tell you ......"

"How can it tell you.... This ...... Speech?!! Zhang Fan in another world was terrified and wanted to distance himself from Zhang Fan, but as soon as he made a move, he found that he couldn't move.

It seemed that the moment Zhang Fan's palm touched the white mask on his face, he couldn't move, as if he was forcibly trapped in place by an invisible force.

He couldn't move, his eyes couldn't squint, and only his mouth could make sounds. Also when Zhang Fan in the other world fell into fear, he saw that Zhang Fan, who was originally pressed to the ground by him and covered in blood, was like a puppet, floating in the air and standing up straight.

....... In the dark world, Zhang Fan woke up from a coma, he looked at his surroundings and found himself immersed in a huge lake.

He is the only one here, there is neither Zhang Fan from another world, nor the terrifying red-clothed ghost. The water of the lake, which is pitch black, endless, vast, is so cold, so quiet, without the slightest wave, like ink pouring into the pool.

Zhang Fan was wet, and he struggled to get up, wanting to leave the lake and go to the shore. But when he looked around, he found that there was nothing here except the lake water, and there was no riverbank.

Cold! The indescribable coldness spread down the lake into his body, as if it was about to burrow into his bone marrow, into his soul, and almost froze him to death.

As he continued to struggle, the lake water, which had been silent, suddenly boiled violently, and fishy black blisters came out of the water one after another.

Immediately afterwards, a trace of lake water all followed Zhang Fan's sweat pores and frantically drilled into his body. At this moment, as the lake water drilled into his body, one after another, the voices that were overwhelming and full of endless negative energy suddenly exploded in his body and mind, in his mind, and in his soul.

"Hate?"

"Hate your miserable childhood?"

"Hate the injustice of fate?"

"Hate the world?"

"Hate your own powerlessness?" More and more voices enveloped Zhang Fan and swallowed him. The black lake boiled more and more violently, drowning his body little by little.

"Because of your weakness, all those who love you will leave, but you can't do anything about it......"

"Because of your cowardice, all who love you will pass away......"

"Because of your incompetence, you are destined to be at the mercy of others for the rest of your life......"

"Everybody is going to die..... All men will perish because of you......"

"You can't keep it, you can't fight ......"

"I can only cry silently like a useless coward......"

"Do you hate?"

"I still remember the year your parents died, and the children of the neighbor next door all came to bully you and scolded you for being an orphan of wild seeds......"

"Do you hate?"

"Remember your aunt, your cousin, your cousin, who scolded you behind your back for being an unfamiliar wreck, and burned the only photo your mother left for you......"

"Do you hate?"

"Remember when you were shivering in the cold in the winter, you could only wear a pair of worn old shoes, and watch them have fun in the house......"

"Do you hate?"

"I still remember the big family in the village, when I snatched your childhood sweetheart, I gave you a slap in the face......."

"Do you hate?"

"I still remember that your uncle wanted to send you to an orphanage that year, and wanted to cut off contact with you from then on......"

"Do you hate?"

"Remember your favorite puppy, who was poisoned with a poison needle by a dog thief, and the children in the village kept throwing stones at you and mocking you......"

"Do you hate?"

"Obviously they all belong to the same village, why do they treat you like this?"

"Why did everyone come to bully you?"

"Why is everyone pointing fingers at you behind your back?"

"Why is it that when Zhang Suya is in ashes, you can only bear all the grievances and sufferings alone?"

"Why did you only watch when Feng Hui was killed by the Dream Demon?"

"Why did the Wishing Lake kill Luo Chuchu, you can only blame yourself and sigh?"

"Why do people who love you end up like this?"

"Do you hate all this?"

"Come on! Tell me...... Do you hate? The sound of negative energy became louder and louder, and in the end, it had changed from inaudible to a roaring roar that resounded between heaven and earth.

Every word here is like a sharp steel needle, piercing into Zhang Fan's heart one by one, making him tremble uncontrollably.

Tears blurred his vision at this moment. Hate! The irrepressible hatred gradually took root and sprouted from the deepest part of Zhang Fan's heart and grew up slowly.

"Hate ......" There were more and more tears in Zhang Fan's eyes, his lips trembled, and he slowly spit out a word of hate.

"Then wipe out all the roots of hatred!"

"Then put all the injustice on the ground!!"

"Then come with me...... Agreed......"

"Just let me ...... Say that vow!! In its negative voice, the words gradually became solemn and full of supreme majesty.

Zhang Fan's eyes were shrouded in rich black, and they became as deep as ink. Streams of cold black qi that were terrifying to the extreme spread out of his body.

"Heaven and earth are wrong...... The root of all gases...... Spit out the old and embrace the new...... Devouring the ......"

"And regard the suspicions of others as a ghost fire, and do what the kings should do......"

"When the tide falls, the building will fall"

"With me, inseparable, with me, inseparable from shadow......"

"..... with me Side by side....."

"From now on, let fear ...... Devouring you!! ”......