Suddenly, she felt that she shouldn't exist here. No matter where this was, she shouldn't have reached this point.

She belongs to the fairy world, to the place where she grew up. She is the same type of person as the ghost training camp, and that is where he belongs.

But in an instant, Yingmeng experienced a kind of realization, and her head suddenly became clear and clear.

She circled around, blocking out all perceptual thoughts. This was the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, she realized that this was the weapon Sheng Yuan asked Zhu Yan to come to—Zhu Yan herself. Zhu Yan itself was a weapon and was to be sacrificed. The meaning of her existence was to find the person in the prophecy...

…

Ying Meng slightly frowned her beautiful and delicate eyebrows.

She understood why Zhu Yan was determined to die when she came. Because she was the weapon, her existence, and the whole meaning of her life was to lock down the target person, and then...

Ying Meng calmed down the impetuousness rising in her heart.

What a group of al people! They will do whatever it takes for that hypothetical belief.

She began to organize her thoughts.

Yes, she grew up in the fairy world, but this does not mean that she belongs to the fairy world. If she grew up in a ghost training camp, she grew up in the fairy world, but growing up in the fairy world does not mean that she lives in a ghost training camp, so

Even if she belongs to the fairy world, she does not belong to the ghost training camp.

As for becoming a variable between heaven and earth. What is a variable? What is the definition of a variable? The fate written on the destiny is just a hypothesis. I have made different choices and derived different endings. This is like reasoning, everything is

Supported by logical layers.

Everything is supported by her choice. Where are the variables?

Thinking of this, Ying Meng felt a warm current flow through her heart.

The broken state of mind is slowly repaired.

She figured it out. She always thought that she was being forced to move forward, but why wasn't every choice made by herself?

I used to think that cultivation should be done step by step, but when I discovered that falling demons can improve my strength without limit, the cultivation that once had to be obtained through sweat has now become easily available and can no longer be cherished.

Living numbly in hatred, fear, and obsession slowly caused cracks in her mood. To put it bluntly, it was just the emptiness of the spiritual world.

Maybe she shouldn't live for hatred. Revenge will definitely be taken, but this shouldn't be the meaning of her life. Otherwise, what's the difference between her and those miserable people like Zhu Yan?

Yingmeng's black eyes were sparkling.

Zhu Yan watched Ying Meng's empty pupils slowly regain their luster, and raised the corners of her mouth in an exaggerated arc.

, showing those bright white teeth.

She licked her lips and laughed wildly. Are you here?

Did she really think that this was the end? Did she really think that her appearance was to completely crush his core concepts? How could it be possible? What if the core concepts she reconstructed were even more deviated from theirs? The purpose of her existence was just

To plant a seed in her mind.

She is just the first move, and what awaits her after entering the game is a series of interlocking calculations.

If Shadow Dream is the person in the prophecy, then he will become a part of her, continue to live, and achieve the ultimate goal.

Standing in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Yingmeng suddenly felt that the surrounding environment began to shake, and then a shock wave struck from the periphery to the middle.

Everything began to move, whether it was the scattered memory fragments, the hard thoughts, or the white light that symbolized faith.

Yingmeng's hair was blown into a mess, and her clothes were blown by the wind.

Flames exploded from all directions, spurting forward like mushrooms.

At this moment, a trace of surprise and a trace of panic flashed across Ying Meng's face.

Zhu Yan independently detonated the sea of ​​consciousness without being forced by anyone.

Does she know that the sea of ​​​​consciousness is the connection between reality and the spiritual world. Detonating the sea of ​​​​consciousness will have an almost devastating impact on spiritual intelligence and will also have a fatal impact on the soul.

Detonating the sea of ​​consciousness will cause extreme pain to oneself, and it has basically become a kind of torture, a kind of torture that will affect the afterlife. Slowly detonating the sea of ​​consciousness is simply torture to the soul, soul, and body.

She could hear Zhu Yan's sick laughter in the air. Yingmeng couldn't understand how she laughed in such an environment.

The flames hit her face, and a strong air pressure blew her away.

Yingmeng fell to the ground, feeling that every bone seemed to be out of place, and severe pain burned her nerves.

She raised her upper body with difficulty and looked in front of her.

There were several loud noises in front of her, as if many explosives were ignited at the same time, and then exploded one after another. Sparks splashed around her, and white smoke spread throughout the sea of ​​consciousness.

It's hard to imagine why someone who is suffering this kind of pain can smile so happily? It's as if pain is her original nourishment.

Then, the material that flew away from the explosion due to the air flow generated by the explosion was instantly sucked back.

Shadow dreamed of grabbing something, but found that this was the Sea of ​​Consciousness. It was empty and there was nothing for her to grab.

No, she has to get out quickly. This place is collapsing. If she stays here, she will just be like Zhu Yan's consciousness, sleeping forever and never being able to live again.

The law awakens.

Yingmeng tried hard to concentrate, but the sparks generated by the explosion kept interfering with her actions.

Finally, she struggled to connect with her body and controlled her fingers to slowly tap out the fixed rhythm.

This rhythm is part of her analysis of Zhu Yan. It was originally a tool used to tear Zhu Yan's consciousness apart, but now it has become her chance to escape.

As time passes, millisecond after millisecond passes, the entire sea of ​​consciousness is burning with huge flames, and explosions continue to sound. When you think it is over, a bigger explosion will appear, and the flames will eat away everything.

Yingmeng's eyes were full of confusion. It was painful enough to detonate the sea of ​​consciousness by herself. How could someone still control the speed of pain under extreme pain? What kind of power was supporting her?

Zhu Yan was in extreme pain, only to receive the embrace of death, and Ying Meng's death was also vivid in her mind.

At this time, Zhu Yan's consciousness had completely disappeared, and the hints created based on her consciousness had lost their original effect.

Trying to find loopholes by attacking the sea of ​​consciousness is a desperate struggle and may lead to self-destruction.

The sea of ​​consciousness without conscious control is an independent space, a completely enclosed independent space, and nothing can control it anymore.

Everything will eventually lead to destruction.

Yingmeng admitted that she had miscalculated and did not expect that the people in the ghost training camp would be so crazy for a belief.

The scene before her eyes was so shocking, it was the beauty of life blooming at the last moment of death, and the endless vitality was gradually swallowed up by the flames.

Such a moment is enough to have an absolute impact on a person's thinking, and here, in the form of her spiritual consciousness, she watched countless explosions and watched an independent world slowly being destroyed.

This is death, this is Shengyuan's art.

Here, death and vitality are constantly intersecting, presenting a beautiful picture. The moment before death is the moment when vitality is most intense.

Yingmeng fell to the ground, and as the sparks poured down on her, her consciousness gradually blurred.

There was no unwillingness or despair in her wide eyes, only shock.

At the same time, her thoughts are gradually changing.

This is not about destroying your state of mind, destroying it, and then creating a new nirvana and rebirth. It is about giving you a stronger belief and a stronger state of mind, and then completely crushing and transforming it.

Destruction and then creation are far less shocking than creation and then destruction.
Chapter completed!