Fortunately, there's still the nightmare!
He used the power of nightmares to frantically weave dream after dream, each dream being a false world used to contain these indescribable, chaotic, and insane messages.
Dreams are constantly generated and then shattered, in an endless cycle.
Gradually, Fang Xiu's consciousness began to sink, as if he were falling into the deep sea, sinking deeper and deeper...
At the same time, he gradually came to understand everything!
He vaguely understood some indescribable whispers, from which he learned the name of the mountain of flesh.
If translated into a language that humans can understand, His name is... Taotie!
The Taotie from ancient mythology!
After learning the name, Fang Xiu suddenly realized that perhaps the strange invasion had started earlier than he had imagined!
Those creatures that only exist in ancient myths may very well be real; they are all... ghosts!
Perhaps in ancient times, the supernatural began to invade the present world, leaving behind countless myths and legends.
The gods and immortals in mythology are very likely the spirit masters of ancient times!
Later, for some reason, the myth disappeared, history was interrupted, and the present world fell into peace.
Many years later, the strange phenomenon reappeared, and spirit masters emerged, embodying the strange tales and extraordinary people of history.
Then the fault line appears again!
And so, we arrived at the modern era!
It's like one cycle after another, repeating endlessly...
Just then, Fang Xiu finally died completely. The death rewind activated, time began to reverse, and all the surrounding scenery gradually shattered...
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Repeating the previous process, the group arrived at the door once again, and as if history were repeating itself, the door to the other side was opened once more.
Countless snakes and insects swarmed in eerily.
Fang Xiu, relying on the strange back view behind him, braved the countless snakes and insects and walked eerily into the door.
"You all go ahead and kill them, I'll go inside and take a look."
With just those words, Fang Xiu stepped onto the other side once more.
He didn't go there to seek death; there was no way to defeat Taotie at this stage. He went there simply to understand everything.
While inside the Taotie's belly, he could clearly sense the profound mystery of those indescribable murmurs, as if they were the truths of the world, mysterious and profound.
His intuition told him that it contained an enormous secret.
He needs to try to understand. If once doesn't work, he'll try twice; if twice doesn't work, he'll try ten times, a hundred times! Sooner or later he'll understand everything!
Upon entering the gate, Fang Xiu once again saw the black sky and white earth, endless snakes and strange insects, and a mountain of flesh that stretched as far as the eye could see.
"Taotie, I'm here." Fang Xiu's calm eyes held an unimaginable madness as he walked straight toward Taotie.
The massive mountain of flesh came into view again, and the ghost turned back and, once again, betrayed its friend and ran away.
A gigantic hand, obscuring the sky, grabbed and swallowed.
Fang Xiu entered the Taotie's body again, surrounded by endless truth. Protected by the power of nightmares, he greedily comprehended the truth.
What he didn't know was that as he tried to understand the truth, the truth was also gradually influencing his consciousness.
This fundamentally changed his consciousness.
Moments later, Fang Xiu died, dying while trying to glimpse the truth with a mortal body.
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"Taotie, here I come."
Unsurprisingly, he was devoured. The Taotie seemed to have no reason, only knowing how to devour. Or perhaps Fang Xiu was just an ant in its eyes, and no one would try to understand what an ant is thinking.
The endless truth enveloped Fang Xiu once again, and the madness in his eyes burned even brighter. He was no longer satisfied with simply listening; he even tried to utter those indescribable murmurs with his human throat.
Then he died.
The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time.........the sixty-ninth time!
Fang Xiu was already able to utter some short, incoherent murmurs, and he felt he was one step closer to the truth.
But that's not enough, far from enough!
He wanted more, to understand more!
So he began to devour the rotten flesh of the Taotie in a venomous and sinister manner.
Taotie didn't care at all; the rotting flesh on its body was as endless as its greed.
This was the first time Fang Xiu had ever found rotten flesh so delicious, perhaps because it contained a truth.
The seventieth time, the seventy-first time, the seventy-second time... the one hundred and first time!
The madness in Fang Xiu's eyes gradually faded, replaced by an unfathomable calm, a calm that was like an abyss, making people afraid to look directly at it.
At the same time, he could clearly feel that a mark had been added to his consciousness—the mark of truth!
It transformed into a gaping maw of abyss, firmly imprinted in Fang Xiu's consciousness.
Its name is: The Mouth of the Glutton!
With this mark, Fang Xiu felt as if he had gained a new talent, a talent to devour everything, as if it were an innate instinct.
This talent will not disappear with death and rewind, because it is truth, it is knowledge, it exists in Fang Xiu's consciousness. Once learned, it is learned, and it will not be forgotten like an instinct.
It is the truth and knowledge that Fang Xiu understood through his life, after dying one hundred and one times.
Knowledge is power! Knowledge comes from learning!
Fang Xiu didn't feel it was a loss to die a hundred times in exchange for the truth about devouring, because he could now devour the strange creatures with the mouth of the Taotie.
Is there anything happier than this?
After obtaining the Taotie's Maw, Fang Xiu stopped studying the Truth, because he realized that with his current strength, this was all the knowledge he could acquire.
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