Chapter 28

The blade cut in again, with the same precision and brutality.

Severe pain hit Lin Yibai's consciousness like a tide. Her mind was hazy but extremely clear in the extreme pain - she could clearly feel every inch of her flesh being peeled off by the sharp blade, and could see her own flesh and blood falling to the ground like fallen flowers, being eaten by the little monsters around her.

The bloody smell in the air became thicker and thicker, almost solidifying into substance.

She longed to faint, praying to escape this hellish torture, but the pale eyes in her sea of ​​consciousness stared at her intently. Whenever her consciousness was about to be swallowed by darkness, a ray of icy light would shoot out from those eyes, piercing her soul and forcibly pulling her back into the torture of reality.

The third piece, the fourth piece...

The demon's movements became faster and faster, the butcher knife flew in its hand, and pieces of flesh and blood fell like snowflakes.

Lin Yibai's left shoulder, right arm, chest, abdomen, thigh... every inch of flesh was precisely cut, the blade occasionally scraping against bone, making a sharp "crackling" sound. Her body convulsed in agony, blood flowing down her torso like a stream, forming an ever-expanding pool on the ground. Small monsters scurried through the pool, splashing blood as they frantically scrambled for fresh flesh.

The scene was like hell on earth.

Finally, "Lin Yibai"'s throat could no longer make any sound, and her eyes completely lost their luster, becoming empty and dead.

At this moment, the girl has turned into a skeleton with broken flesh and blood hanging on it. Only her weak breathing proves that her life has not completely passed away.

The demon-eating demon licked the blood from the tip of the knife, uttered a satisfied sigh, then raised the knife and slashed at her neck fiercely.

Blood covered the sky, dyeing her last vision red.

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, and Lin Yibai felt dizzy. After a moment, her sight slowly fixed on the gray sky above her head.

Finally... is it over?

After experiencing the pain of bone removal, her heart had long been numb, and even the end of this torture failed to stir up the slightest ripple in her.

But just when she thought the pain was over, the scene before her eyes suddenly began to distort and change. Everything seemed to have pressed the rewind button, madly going back to the past time and space.

After a while, she put on the dirty prison uniform again and stood in the place where she first looked for the red hairpin!

Yan Bujian's figure still appeared not far behind her, still holding the bright red hairpin that took her life.

Lin Yibai's face instantly twisted with extreme fear, and he tried to retreat while trembling.

Wumingyan actually wanted her to experience the death she just experienced again? !

...No! Perhaps more than once. I'm afraid this cycle won't stop until she goes completely crazy!

But before she could take a few steps back, her body was no longer under her control, just like before.

The next moment, those legs once again moved towards the blood mist ahead—

"No! I don't want it!"

She collapsed and screamed, tears mixed with blood flowing down her face, but her body still walked uncontrollably towards the red hairpin thrown by Yan Bujian...

Afterwards, the same scene, the same chase, and the same excruciating pain of having her body chopped apart by the Evil-Eating Demon, played out before her eyes over and over again.

With each reset, the pain became more pronounced, as if countless needles were piercing her nerves, and her mind was gradually on the verge of breaking under the repeated torture.

Just as scarlet tears of blood flowed from her eyes, the cold voice of Wumingyan finally sounded in her sea of ​​consciousness. She only heard it gently bewitchingly say:

"The path to immortality is broken, all living things suffer. What's the point of a lifetime of hard work? A hundred years of life is but a fleeting thought. Even if you struggle to survive, you will eventually go to the underworld alone and experience the bitterness of reincarnation. Lin Yibai, you fear death the most, but death is inevitable. Why not let go of your obsession, descend into chaos, and pursue a transcendental state free from suffering and pain?"

The voice was like a soft thread soaked in poison, tightly wrapping around her heart that was on the verge of breaking.

Lin Yibai's struggles gradually slowed down upon hearing the sound. His mind couldn't help but recall the various experiences he had experienced after transmigrating into the book - being controlled and tortured by the system, being abducted by the old ancestor of Teng Yan, being kidnapped and used as a sacrifice, and now being trapped in an illusion, repeatedly enduring the pain of death...

She was really tired after walking all the way.

Maybe it's time to give up...

*

Outside the illusion.

Xiao Mi finally came back to her senses from her initial shock.

He saw that Lin Yibai had his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, his face was as pale as paper, beads of cold sweat kept sliding down his forehead, and his lips were trembling unconsciously. It was obvious that he was in great pain.

The young man clenched his fists, the timidity on his face gradually giving way to anger. He remembered Lin Yibai's words, "I won't care about you. If you encounter danger, just run away." But she had still taken him with her, even when they were attacked by the black fog, she subconsciously protected him in front of her.

My sister is a good person.

Seeing that she was unable to move and could only allow the black fog to entangle her and roll on the ground in pain, Xiao Mi gritted her teeth and glanced to her side - there was a fist-sized piece of sharp-edged gravel on the ground.

The next moment, he was seen bending down to pick up the rubble. His small body was trembling slightly due to nervousness and fear, but after taking a deep breath, he still rushed towards the black fog!

"Don't bully her!"

The boy's furious roar echoed through the deadly silence. Xiao Mi used all her strength to throw the rubble toward the thickest part of the black fog—but as the rubble passed through the mist, it made only a soft "puff" sound before disappearing without a trace.

This weak resistance failed to hurt the black fog at all, but successfully attracted the attention of the demon in the fog.

The white eyes within the black mist suddenly turned towards Xiao Mi. A strand of the mist that had been entwined around Lin Yibai separated and darted towards the young man like a venomous snake. Wuming Yan's voice grew even colder at this point: "You ignorant little creature, how dare you disturb me? Since you're so eager to die, I'll take care of you first!"

Xiao Mi was so frightened by its imposing aura that he took two steps back, but he didn't turn and run. He stared intently at the incoming black mist, his hands groping behind him, trying to find something to resist. But he was too young and weak. In front of the Wuming Nightmare, this resistance was undoubtedly like an egg hitting a rock.

The black mist instantly wrapped around Xiao Mi's ankles. The cold touch made him shiver, and his body began to be pulled uncontrollably towards the black mist.

Xiao Mi bit her lower lip tightly, refusing to utter a word to beg for mercy. She just opened her clear eyes and stared stubbornly into the pair of eyes glowing with white light.

"Huh..." Unexpectedly, the next moment, Wumingyan suddenly let out a surprised cry, as if he had discovered something interesting. "Just now, my attention was attracted by this girl, and I didn't realize that your soul is so pure..."

After the words fell, Wuming Yan's voice let out a greedy laugh, and then a thicker wisp of black mist separated from its main body, and just like it did to Lin Yibai just now, it suddenly probed towards Xiao Mi's eyebrows!

The black fog was like a flash of lightning, reaching Xiao Mi's eyebrows in an instant, and then penetrated without any hindrance.

Wuming Yan's laughter echoed in the void, filled with the joy of impending success. This young man's soul was as pure as flawless glass. If it could be combined with Lin Yibai's fear-filled soul, it would surely multiply Chi Anlan's power! He might even leap to the third level!

But in just a moment, the wild laughter stopped abruptly.

As soon as the Nightmare of Innocent Nightmare touched Xiao Mi's sea of ​​consciousness, it was like hitting an iceberg in lava. An extreme cold and heat swept over it at the same time - what it saw in the sea of ​​consciousness was not the pure soul origin of the young man, but an endless gray-white chaos.

And right in the center of the chaos, a pale flame was quietly burning. A majestic figure vaguely emerged from the flame. Although the face could not be seen clearly, it exuded a soul-shaking pressure.

"It's you! It's actually you!" Wuming Yan's voice suddenly changed tone, from greed to extreme fear. The black mist rolled violently in his sea of ​​consciousness, wanting to retreat immediately. "Why are you inside this child?! No... it's you! It's you! I have no intention of overstepping my bounds. Spare my life, spare my life!"

With just one glance, it recognized the origin of the phantom - it was an existence that only existed in ancient legends, a supreme force born from the primordial chaos... and it was just a wisp of nightmare born from the dark mist. In front of it, it was not even as good as an ant!

But before she could even finish her plea for mercy, Xiao Mi's originally clear amber eyes suddenly turned grayish-white - a ray of pale flame suddenly shot up from between her eyebrows without any warning.

The flame seemed weak, but it carried a power capable of incinerating all evil. Then, with a soft "hiss," the black mist that had penetrated Xiao Mi's brow began to burn from the very end. The pale flames quickly spread along the black mist, like a raging fire, as they rolled back towards Wuming Nightmare's body!

“Ah! Lord, please spare me! Please spare me!”

The Nightmare of Innocent Nightmare let out a shrill wail, and the black fog struggled violently, as if trying to sever its connection with the burning mist. However, it found that the pale flame was like a maggot on the tarsus, and it could not get rid of it at all. Wherever the flame passed, the black fog evaporated instantly, and just after the fire poured into the black fog itself, the black fog was burned to ashes in just a moment. The Nightmare of Innocent Nightmare did not even have time to beg for mercy before it was burned to ashes without even a trace of ash left!

After a while.

"Xiao Mi" stood there, arms folded across his chest, like a supreme ruler, emanating a cold, oppressive aura that belied his age. His once pristine face was now expressionless, his gray eyes devoid of any emotion, only a deadly calm.

Chi Anlan's murderous intent was completely dissipated in just a few breaths.

The flames gradually died down, but "Xiao Mi"'s gaze gradually turned towards Lin Yibai lying on the ground - she still had her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, and her face as pale as paper. It was obvious that she had not yet escaped from the aftereffects of the illusion.

"Useless mortal."

A cold voice came out from Xiao Mi's mouth, which was completely different from his original childish voice. It actually carried a kind of arrogance of being in a superior position for a long time.

Then, he slowly raised his hand, a flame condensed at his fingertips, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

——But just when the spiritual power from his fingertips was about to shoot out, his other hand suddenly rose up uncontrollably and pressed down on his fingers!

"Are you looking for death?!"

Upon seeing this, "Xiao Mi" couldn't help but be surprised in his cold voice, and then his body began to tremble violently, as if two forces were fighting for control in his body.

His eyes sometimes turned gray and cold, and sometimes became clear again, and the expression on his face repeatedly switched between bloodlust and pain.

"Hmm..."

Finally, Xiao Mi let out a painful groan, and the gray in his eyes slowly faded away.

Then his body went limp, as if he had lost all his strength, and he fell to the ground and fell into a coma.