Dead?
Fang Xiu frowned slightly. Could this be Zhou Qingfeng's last words before his death?
Who killed him? What kind of terrifying being could kill such a powerful figure?
He continued looking down.
"I buried myself in the cemetery in the hope of serving as a warning to future generations."
Fang Xiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper because the statement was contradictory: "I buried myself in a graveyard?" How could a dead person bury their own body?
"Those who see this sentence, please remember my advice: the supernatural can never be defeated, and humanity cannot beat the supernatural."
You may scoff or hurl insults, after all, those who embark on this path do so to pass the trials and fight against the strange entities at the spatial nodes. Although my words are pessimistic, this is the truth, and it cannot be changed by human will.
I was once just like you, full of passion, hoping to save the collapsing edifice and turn the tide. And that's exactly what I did. I followed the example of my ancestors in severing the connection between heaven and earth, ending the bizarre era, severing the two worlds, and bringing peace to the present world for a hundred years.
Back then, I firmly believed that my mission in life was to defeat the supernatural and conquer the other side. Looking back now, it seems ridiculous.
After the separation of heaven and earth, I took sole control of the burial grounds and eliminated all strange entities that dared to invade. Gradually, I grew stronger and stronger, and my powerful strength blinded me. At that time, I even thought that humanity was ready to launch a counterattack against the other side.
So I summoned the strongest humans, a thousand men swore an oath, and together we marched to the other side. And then... everyone died, all of them died...
It was then that I realized how weak human power is in the face of the supernatural. The reason we can drive away the supernatural is simply because the spatial nodes are too small, and those powerful supernatural beings are temporarily unable to enter the real world.
Humans are nothing but ants before the supernatural, and can only ever be ants. For ants to attempt to slay a supernatural god is utterly laughable, utterly laughable!
Upon seeing this, Fang Xiu remained silent.
Yang Ming and the others on the side were in an uproar.
"Zhou Qingfeng said he ended the era of strange phenomena by severing the connection between heaven and earth, thus bringing a century of peace to the present world!? How is that possible!? Could he, who created countless strange phenomena, have been a savior?" Yang Ming exclaimed in horror.
Blackie looked on incredulously, her rosy little mouth wide open, big enough to fit a large banana.
"Could this be the truth behind the lost century of history? The supernatural and spirit masters are basically modern phenomena; there was no trace of the supernatural a hundred years ago."
If what's written here is true, doesn't that mean that a hundred years ago, Zhou Qingfeng eradicated all the strange things in the world and led a group of Spirit Masters to their deaths in battle?
"Yet this very person actually said that humanity could never defeat the supernatural. He said that in the face of the supernatural, humanity is nothing but ants, and can only be ants. He used the word 'ants' three times in a row. It's really hard to imagine what kind of horror Zhou Qingfeng, who ended the era of the supernatural, encountered on the other side with all the human powerhouses."
Even Bai Qi, who is usually quiet and expressionless, spoke at length, which shows how shocked he was.
Despite the gasps of surprise from the crowd, Fang Xiu remained silent, calmly gazing at the words "ant".
Suddenly, he smiled.
"Ants? Heh... Humans or ants, it doesn't matter. What matters is that as long as I live, the eerie must die!!!"
Fang Xiu didn't care how strong Zhou Qingfeng had been, nor how strong the strange creature was, because no matter how strong the enemy was, he would take revenge!
He might die on his way to revenge, or he might encounter strange events that even a death rollback couldn't solve, but so what?
Just because it's strange and powerful, does that mean we shouldn't seek revenge? Can a hatred that has resulted in hundreds of deaths be forgiven?
If a person can forgive everything, then he deserves everything he has experienced!
"There seem to be words on the back too," Blackie exclaimed.
Fang Xiu paused for a moment and then turned the parchment over.
The inscription read: "I am Zhou Qingfeng. The favor of fate made me believe that I was special and unique, until I stepped onto the other shore, where the weeping bride waved her hand amidst a bloody storm, and the twisted, grotesque face cried incessantly."
I was given a second chance at life, and I thought I had seen the view from the top. I was convinced that I could reach the top, but suddenly I saw the Taotie devouring the heavens and the earth. Only then did I realize what the summit truly meant.
The God of Happiness is tearing my heart and soul apart; the angels are tearing my flesh and bones apart.
It turns out that humanity's pinnacle of strength was nothing more than the embers of despair!
Upon seeing these words, Fang Xiu's pupils suddenly contracted.
Destiny!? Gluttony!? God of Happiness!? Angel!?
Three terrifying figures involuntarily surfaced in his mind: the Taotie that devoured heaven and earth in the other shore, the rabbit-headed bride standing high in the nine heavens wearing a wedding robe, and the huge blood-red eyes hanging high in the dome like the sun with pure white wings and blood streaks!
Fang Xiu never imagined that Zhou Qingfeng had such a past. He had initially thought Zhou Qingfeng was merely the director of Qingshan Mental Hospital, a researcher capable of creating S-level bizarre and insane creatures, but he never expected...
Zhou Qingfeng was actually the chosen one in the previous life, and he successfully ended the strange events of an era. His strength is beyond question.
Yet this very being, representing the pinnacle of human combat power, ultimately sought to unleash a nationwide transformation into the bizarre—truly a case of joining the bandwagon if you can't win.
Fang Xiu now understood just how terrifying the existence Zhou Qingfeng had encountered was, which led to such a desperate thought.
It turned out to be a gluttonous beast, a rabbit-headed bride, and an angel.
If it were them, it wouldn't be hard to understand.
Although he had never been killed by the God of Happiness or the angels, Fang Xiu had already sensed the strangeness of this level from Taotie, and just how strong it was.
It is no exaggeration to say that if any one of these three were to descend upon the present world, it would be enough to wipe out the world.
(late)
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