Chapter 510: The River of Death

What Lin Chen didn't know was that at the moment when he achieved the autopsy immortal, this heaven and earth, unknowable and unreachable, suddenly gave birth to an induction.

This is a peculiar place, there is no sky, no earth, no water, above and below is an eternal nothingness, only faintly, out of nowhere, the light shines through, slightly illuminating the place in it.

The environment here is so quiet, the background is gray and white without any life, the breath is cold and silent, people who come here, stay for a long time, their consciousness will be a little bit sloppy, and finally fall into that eternal sleep.

And in the deepest part of this space, at this moment, faintly, there was a faint, illusory noise.

I don't know when, I don't know where, there is a deep dark, unreal water flow.

On its surface, even light cannot exist.

With this water gushing out little by little, in this gray and dark space, gradually, a straight, wide, illusory, and colorless dark river appeared.

The dark river was constantly rolling up and falling, and I didn't know where it came from, and there was no end in sight, and on this river, at some point, suddenly there was the sound of water waves.

Looking in the direction of not knowing whether it was upstream or downstream, I saw a dim and dim point of light suddenly emerge in the gray.

If you look closely, it is an old, rusty, and I don't know how many years have passed, and it stands in front of a dark boat, pointing out the way forward.

On the boat, there were two figures standing one after another.

A woman who looked to be wearing a black ritual dress that represented death, her skin was as pale as paper, and her face was hidden under a black veil, revealing only a pair of cold, dead eyes, without a trace of the color of a living person.

The other is a middle-aged man, wearing a black trench coat, his face is also stiff and pale, and his pupils are more like the eyes of a long-dead corpse.

The two of them are the supreme people of the contemporary Dead River Sect, the latter is the Soul Crucifier of the Dead River Sect, and the former is the contemporary Dead River Priest.

If among the Nine Great Immortal Alliances, the most mysterious is the Nanhua Dream Sect, then the most bizarre is the Dead River Sect.

The strangeness of it lies not in the terrifying attainments on the path of death and the path of the damned, but in the ability to come back from the dead.

That's right, it is to come back from the dead, not to destroy the body and retake rebirth, not to be reincarnated only with the remnant soul, but to be able to return from that eternal sleep after the true body and spirit are destroyed and the soul is scattered.

Even the monks who have risen from the dead, whether in body, spirit, or even the so-called true spirit, are exactly the same as before!

Of course, the resurrection is not casual, and in order to do this, it is necessary to leave a mark in the [River of Death] in advance.

And the resurrected monk, the cultivation will also be cleared, and they need to cultivate again.

But even so, with this strange ability, the people of the Dead River Sect are also the most difficult people to kill in the entire Immortal Alliance, unless they die of natural old age......

No, to be precise, even the leader of the Immortal Alliance, Taixuan Daoren, doesn't know whether these monks who have really entered the Dead River have the concept of old death.

Because death seems to be an indefinable word for the Dead River cult itself.

For millions of years, except for the god-transforming monk Taiyin Tianzun who fell in the land of Lingnan, there has never been any news of death from the Dead River Sect.

They just saw that every once in a while, the top of the Dead River Sect would be replaced on time, and no one knew where those monks who disappeared went.

Therefore, the other immortal sects were very afraid of this, even after millions of years, their suspicion and fear of the Dead River Sect had never stopped.

Not to mention the recent ten thousand years, after the Taiyin Tianzun entered the demon, although there were no major incidents in the Dead River Sect itself, the rest of the people of the Eight Great Immortal Sects always felt that their people were becoming more and more weird.

How so?

It gives people the feeling that they are no longer alive......

“…… Someone else saw death. ”

At this moment, above the dark river, a voice sounded softly.

It was hoarse, low, and tinged with a heavy twilight, like the last words of a dying man.

"The other party is the same as the Heavenly Demon and Oblivion, and it may be beyond our control......"

"He is not in reality, but in a dream of the same dimension as the river of death." The Dead River Priest said, "When he crosses dimensions and is reincarnated into reality, we can just drag him to [Soul Island]. ”

"Won't this happen?" "After all, the other party is different from those monks who so-called take the path of death, but he has seen the ...... of death in the true sense."

“…… It doesn't matter, death is the destination of all beings, and as long as he comes to the river of death, he is destined to be unable to break free. ”

The Dead River Priest looked up and looked at the dark river, the pale background, the dim light, the dark ferryboat.

The boat is either swimming against the current or downstream, in this eternal silence, as if wandering in the boundary between life and death.

"For us, the only variable in this world is the Heavenly Demon, as for the others, whether it is the Nine Great Immortal Sects, the Dragon Palace Demon Court, or even those variables that have appeared in the long years...... All of this, you don't have to worry about it. ”

"Because even if they are overwhelmed for a lifetime, so what, we can afford to wait until they die......

"Even if they can live for thousands of years, thousands of years, or even hundreds of millions of years, it is meaningless to us, human beings need time to define eternity, but death itself has long been out of the ...... of time"

When the Soul Nail True Monarch heard this, he didn't know how long he was silent, and finally responded:

“…… Be. ”

The priest of the Dead River did not pay any attention to him, but lowered his head and looked at the darkness, unable to see the Dead River at the bottom, and in the dead pupils, a strange look was revealed.

Then, she stretched out her pale and stiff hand, her fingertips gently crossed the surface of the lake, and she sang in a low voice, her voice indescribably slight and ethereal:

"He who sleeps eternally is not the ...... of the dead"

Withdrawing her hand, the dark lake dissolved into a pale mist in her palm......

"And in that mysterious eternity, one day we will be ...... from that eternal sleep Return. ”

With the last murmur, the boat disappeared into the dark river little by little.

Swish!

Suddenly, a wave arose, and the river of Death began to roll.

The originally dark river water has become somewhat transparent at this moment.

Looking into the river, I saw one figure after another, hovering at the bottom of the river.

Their faces included the living monks of the East China Sea, the dead people of the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the Dead River Priest and the Soul Nail True Monarch who had just appeared on the Dead River.

Its expression is rich and vivid, as if it is not a reflection, but more like one after another, real living people......

They wander like that in that dark, colorless world, at a loss.

And they're all on the same island......

No, to be precise, it's overlapping, I don't know how many ...... Exactly the same island.

And in the center of this island, there is a huge stone tablet with three words engraved on it - Soul Island.

Crash!

Another wave struck, and the Dead River returned to its original state, enveloped it in eternal silence, as if it had just been an illusion.

(End of chapter)