The knight is temporarily divided by the body and the soul, and then resurrected after being fused.

Yin Lin is a "reincarnation" and is considered a person who has truly died.

But the "Eight Shadows" are purely "dead things", "reborn" through the authority of the Lord of Death.

Now the Lord of Death has left, and they have disappeared.

In amazement, the eight shadows fell down one by one.

This time, Xiao Yang was really dead, and he was very clear.

"Hahahahaha,"

Gu Tianqing's mouth was completely airless, and she could finally make a normal laugh. She pointed to the place where the Eight Shadows disappeared tiredly. Gu Tianqing smiled at the shadows and said, "In the years of being with 'death', I really understood one thing. People cannot be resurrected by death."

"Is that person who was resurrected in various ways still her?"

"I think it's not."

"At most, it's just a 'creature'."

When the shadow heard this, he knew that the situation was hopeless and his silence became silence.

"For the sake of the past relationship, I will remind you one last time, sir." Gu Tianqing lay on the ground, stroking her bangs gracefully. Even when facing one of the nine "Lord of Shadows", he never bowed in front of this person. You do whatever you want. Gu Tianqing paused and said, "The 'support' that determines your destiny will begin."

The shadow left silently.

Gu Tianqing smiled and closed her eyes, the cool breeze blew, and the warm light reflected on her face, enjoying this moment of peace.

...

...

Various changes are taking place outside.

The dawn he promised was coming.

But Yin Lin had no time to take care of it.

Because, when he smacked the "infinite" authority, his spirit seemed to be sucked into a space and forgot about other places.

The fragmented spaces squeeze each other, sometimes like glass shattering, sometimes like ink and water dizzying.

There seems to be no concept of space, time, no five consciousnesses, no perception, only touch on the soul.

The strange environment brings Yin Lin a strange "familiarity".

This sense of familiarity transcends "memory" and transcends "ddaily sense", and is more like a "original origin", or it comes from here, this feeling.

stop!

In the bizarre space, he floated in a certain direction without any force.

Even the direction was not enough, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, sometimes left and right. When Yin Lin came to his senses, he had already followed the flow and came to a huge "twist".

Inside the twist.

One by one, the fragments of irregular shapes were flashing with some strange pictures.

Some strangers tremble in the cold wind, there are kings in dragon robes pointing to the country, there are old Taoists with fairy wind flying with swords, astronauts roaming in space, there are branches and leaves growing tender buds, raindrops falling on the green leaves, there are lakes that gradually withered under the sun, and there are travelers struggling in the wind and sand.

All kinds of pictures are not connected, and even come from different worlds and from different time and space.

They cut and separate from each other, but at the same time they are staged in "distortion".

in.

Yin Lin occasionally saw her own pictures.

His life,

His past,

His joy,

His sorrow,

His reincarnation,

His past life,

His life.

The picture flickered quickly, and endless information poured into his soul like a tide, but these information seemed to be passers-by. After a simple look, Yin Lin did not feel uncomfortable, but was still a little unfulfilled.

Yin Lin is like a child who is curious about "all things". She is standing in front of a "TV" and allowing the channel to switch, and he watches with relish.

I don't know how long it took.

It's a moment, or eternity.

The distorted fragments gradually disappeared, leaving only a blank space.

ever.

The space that is squeezed, ink-wash, twisted, collapsed, and constantly "moving" around it, freezes and condenses into a moment.

"You should ask."

An ethereal voice rang out.

Yin Lin said calmly: "I was still confused at first, but now it seems that there is no more."

"Then ask the question by 'we'."

"good."

“What are ‘we’?”

Yin Lin pondered for a moment and answered the question irrelevantly: "No one would have thought that the 'end' was under the feet'."

That voice echoed: "We have different names in different eras, in different quadrants, in different time and space, in different worlds, and in different universes."

"one,"

"Complete,"

"truth,"

“End,”

"unlimited,"

"road,"

"All things,"

"only,"

“Supreme,”

"Law,"

“We are both ‘all’, and at the same time, ‘we’, ‘me’, and ‘you’.”

After the voice finished speaking, Yin Lin thought of a question, and the two communicated in this frozen space like teachers and students.

Yin Lin asked: "So, what is Xi Paradise?"

"The mother who gave birth to the 'source code'."

“So, I’m the ‘source code’.”

“Yes, you come from ‘we’.”

"Why?"

“When you arrive here, you should have an ‘answer’.”

Yin Lin: "Or it is, I'm just 'answer'."

The fragments just now seemed to have not been imprinted in Yin Lin's soul, but Yin Lin now had a strange feeling, as if he could figure everything out just by thinking about it, and find the answer to a certain "question" in the infinite fragments.

To be honest, he is now like loading an endless "database". He only needs to ask a "question" to find the corresponding "answer" from the "database".

"Omniscient."

Yin Lin quickly gave a definition for this state.

Then,

Yin Lin's thought moved, and the frozen space flowed again, and beams of light gathered into a slick body.

"Almighty."

Before the twist, Yin Lin stood on the verge of emptiness and sighed helplessly: "Omnisense and omnipotent."

"Are you unhappy?"

"What is happiness?" Yin Lin said: "That is an emotion that humans develop under the secretion of hormones when they face 'unexpected joy'. I have no surprises anymore, and I will never have 'happiness'."

"It's time to leave." A door appeared in the twisted depths. Yi yelled, and the door opened a gap with warm light, as if tempting Yin Lin into it. The voice slowly said: "The new unknown is waiting for you."

"unknown".
To be continued...