"Wind!"

Ye Feng stared blankly at the middle-aged man and woman before him, who seemed both familiar and unfamiliar.

The woman in front of me bore a striking resemblance to my aunt, only she looked more mature and kinder.

The man resembled Ye Feng by about 70%, but lacked Ye Feng's imposing presence and had a more weathered look.

Yang Fu stood beside the two men, smiling as he looked at them.

"Young Master!"

"You...you're not real!"

Ye Feng muttered to himself, but the tribulation lightning still gathering above his head seemed to be reminding him that this was reality, not an illusion.

"Wind, my child...you've grown up! You've grown so big...and you're still so amazing, Mommy is so happy!"

Feng Zhen looked at Ye Feng with tears in her eyes, one hand covering her mouth as she sobbed, the other outstretched as if she wanted to come closer, but was pushed away by Shen Yan's imposing aura.

"I'm sorry, I'm not your son. I am Ye Feng, but I'm not your son!"

"You brat, how dare you talk to your mother like that? Do you think that just because you've awakened your past life memories, you don't even recognize your own parents anymore?"

Despite appearing somewhat weak, Ye Wenyuan's roar from Vino made Ye Feng tremble involuntarily.

"I...."

Feng Zhen pulled her husband back, her gaze towards Ye Feng filled with a mixture of relief and doting affection.

"Xiao Feng, you're undergoing your tribulation, we shouldn't disturb you... I just missed you... so I came to see you. You must cultivate diligently and become stronger and stronger..."

The three of them talked as they backed away, with Feng Zhen muttering to herself as if she had endless things to say.

Ye Feng felt a pang in his heart, but dared not step forward.

'This is an evil god's conspiracy! It's not real, none of it is real...'

"Wind, my child, although you are a reincarnation, in this life, you are my child, and will always be my child. Have you forgotten? You chose your own name..."

What is that?!

A loud explosion rang out above Ye Feng's head as lightning crashed down.

In that instant, long-sealed memories seemed to suddenly be unleashed...

"Quickly, let me see the child!"

"My child is so beautiful, much more beautiful than your father..."

"It's so small, a wrinkled little thing, what's so interesting about it?"

"Get out! Get out of here!"

......

"This child is two years old and still can't speak... We've tried everything we can think of, what should we do?"

"Sigh, it's all my fault. I should have known better than to name you Ye Jun. If I had named you Ye Cong, things definitely wouldn't have turned out this way."

"It's no use, give up, let's have another one..."

"Get out of here! Get far away from me! Don't ever touch me again until you cure the child!"

...

"Good boy, how about your name is Ye Cong from now on?"

"Ye Cong?"

"Ye Cong!"

In Feng Zhen's arms, the two-year-old child suddenly stretched, closed his eyes, and smacked his lips.

"What nonsense! My name is Ye Feng!"

"Honestly, it disturbs me even in my dreams, and it even gets my name wrong..."

"boom!"

As lightning struck from above, Ye Feng was truly stunned, standing frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

Scenes from the past flashed through my mind like lightning.

From childhood to adulthood, the way Feng Zhen looked at him with doting affection... was not only looking at him, but also looking at "him"!

Am I Ye Feng?

I am Ye Feng!

"Mother..."

"Mother!"

In that instant of mental lapse, a jet-black, worm-like stream of fluid from within the tribulation clouds, following the tip of the lightning, pierced straight into Ye Feng's body...

In an instant, Ye Feng felt a chill run through his body. The scene flashed, and he found himself in a closed, dark space.

Before him, on the pitch-black wall tens of thousands of meters high, countless eyes suddenly opened.

Eyeballs are everywhere – in front, behind, left, right, and even above and below.

These eyes were all fixed on Ye Feng, each one releasing a mental impact comparable to that of a Celestial Venerable.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have suffered a mental breakdown by now.

Ye Feng closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and trembled all over. After a long while, he finally calmed down.

"Buzz!"

His eyes opened, and his pupils were bloodshot.

"You bastard! Where did you put my parents?"

The sky is shrouded in darkness, making reincarnation impossible... Therefore, what you see may very well be true!

This guy really managed to retain the soul of the dead...

"Give my mother back!"

"laugh!"

Ye Feng plunged both hands directly into his eyeballs at his feet.

"Pfft!"

The eyeballs burst, and "ink" splattered out.

Even with the divine eye activated, the ink couldn't get close.

only....

Ye Feng actually swallowed the eyeball he had just pulled out.

"These were all separated from your original body, weren't they? I'm going to devour you!"

Just as Ye Feng was thinking this, his eyes changed again.

Originally, his left eye was completely black and his right eye was cloudy, but now both eyes have become as black as ink!

"swallow!"

Ye Feng's mind was instantly moved, and a command was given in his mind.

His eyes darted around, and the eyes on the surrounding walls all showed expressions of disbelief.

"god?"

"Divinity!"

"impossible?!"

Hearing this voice of the soul, Ye Feng was even more excited, feeling that he had found the right method.

With its divine eyes operating at full power, the two eyes swirled like vortexes, twisting the eyeballs and the entire wall, sucking them all into the vortex.

In that instant, countless complex thoughts arose in my mind.

The information that flooded into my mind in that instant was a hundred times stronger than the information I absorbed when I advanced to the ninth level of a formation master.

Oh no, I overestimated myself...

Just as Ye Feng was about to stop, a crack appeared in the part of the dark space that Ye Feng had just absorbed!

A refreshing coolness, like sweet dew, swept over me, instantly relieving the overwhelming flood of information.

'System! Exchange it with all your might!'

"Burn all the spirit leaves!"

"boom!"

The spirit leaves, which originally numbered only fifty, all burst into flames.

In that instant, Ye Feng returned to full strength once more...

To be precise, it's a stronger state than before.

Because he is already a Mahayana practitioner!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Suck, suck, suck!"

As the vortex grew larger, Ye Feng's body also grew larger within the consciousness space.

Previously, one of his eyeballs was ten times the size of Ye Feng's.

Now, in an instant, all one hundred eyeballs were sucked into the vortex by Ye Feng, ultimately turning into a mass of pitch-black viscous liquid.

"Transaction points - 5 million - 5 million - 500...."

As Ye Feng frantically absorbed and exchanged for spirit leaves, his trading points were rapidly decreasing.

199 billion, 1980, 1970...

1900, 1800.....

Finally, the slime completely disappeared, and a rotten seed suddenly sprang out, leaping away and vanishing!

"Trying to run away!"

This should be a vessel with consciousness, capable of possessing another's body, just like the previous seeds.

Ye Feng's divine eyes spun, and a wisp of thought leaped away and disappeared...