The sky was filled with exaggerated spatial rifts, some of which had expanded to hundreds of thousands of feet. On the earth, ravines torn open by terrifying forces could be seen everywhere, and these ravines were emitting black smoke.
Flowers, red flowers, the incomparably beautiful red spider lilies bloom on this ravaged land, like the last splendor in the apocalypse.
Two figures stood in a huge sinkhole filled with red spider lilies.
The girl in purple had skin as white as snow and a flawless appearance. Her deep blue eyes reflected a figure, and disbelief still lingered on her beautiful face. Standing ten steps away from her was a man with black hair and red eyes, facing the wind, his wide, black robes fluttering in the breeze.
His handsome face was like a cold jade carving, and his blood-red eyes flashed with a chilling light, devoid of any emotion.
The stunningly beautiful girl in purple gazed at the tall man standing before her, almost weeping with emotion. She trembled as she called out his name: "Xu Fengzhi..."
In the sea of flowers, the girl ran towards the man and excitedly hugged his waist and abdomen. However, the man did not gently stroke her hair or call her name softly as she remembered. It was as if she was hugging an extremely cold stone statue.
High atop the mountain, the man in white stood watching this scene, one hand clenched into a fist.
This scene was undoubtedly ironic for him.
It's as if something that happened billions of years ago is repeating itself.
It's always the same; there's always someone standing between him and her—either Lou Munan or his alter ego.
A terrifying emotion burned in Luo Bai's golden eyes, an emotion that seemed capable of unleashing a raging tide that would engulf all the heavens and myriad worlds. He had come here specifically out of concern for her, only to find that she had already thrown herself into the arms of another man.
Luo Bai turned and disappeared from the spot.
Ayao released the person in front of her. She held his hand and looked into his eyes. His eyes were so unfamiliar, or rather, his gaze seemed to reflect nothing at all. There was no tenderness in his eyes as he looked at her; there was only emptiness in them.
"Do...do you still remember me?" Ayao asked softly.
The man remained silent.
"You...you don't recognize me? I'm A Yao, don't you remember me?" A Yao asked, grabbing "Xu Fengzhi's" hand.
Xu Fengzhi remained silent, only looking at A Yao with his cold red eyes.
Ayao gazed at his face, scrutinizing him closely. Suddenly, she realized that this was not Xu Fengzhi, but a wisp of his soul that had separated from him in a past life. This wisp of soul had attached itself to the body he had abandoned back then, and for some reason, it had merged with the primordial spider lily.
Just as A Yao had guessed, the Xu Fengzhi in front of her was not the real Xu Fengzhi.
Or rather, he is not the complete Xu Fengzhi, but only a fragment of his soul.
When Xu Fengzhi was the fifth Lord of Hell, he split off a wisp of his soul, leaving it in his then-current physical body, and then he was reincarnated. This split soul merged with the primordial spider lily, and this later split soul followed the will of Xu Fengzhi, the main soul.
After Xu Fengzhi was reincarnated, his divided soul continued to be the Lord of Hell for five generations. However, after a long period of time, a slight deviation occurred—this divided soul also developed self-awareness.
All I can say is that Lou Munan's alter egos, and the alter egos of those alter egos, are all unrestrained and love freedom.
Although this split soul's self-awareness is not as strong, it no longer acts according to the main soul's will. Although it has self-awareness, its connection with the main soul Xu Fengzhi cannot be severed. Compared to the Lord of the Black Nest, the Fifth Generation Lord of Hell, Mie Xinluo, has a much weaker self-awareness, so he is more influenced by the main soul Xu Fengzhi. Therefore, he will instinctively protect A Yao.
Ayao gazed at the person before her. Although she realized this was Xu Fengzhi's clone, she still harbored different feelings for him. She grasped his hand, hoping he would say something to her.
He didn't say a word to her. Instead, he broke free from her hand and reached out to grab the void. The white jade coffin that had fallen into the spatial turbulence emerged from a void rift in the sky.
Ayao watched as the man in front of her transformed into a red beam of light and shot towards the white jade coffin, then entered the coffin.
The white jade coffin fell from the void, landed on the ground, and crashed into the sea of flowers.
Ayao walked over and used her divine sense to look into the white jade coffin. She saw the man lying inside, his eyes closed, his hands crossed over his abdomen, his long black hair spread out in the coffin, as if he were sleeping peacefully.
Ayao: "..."
What does he mean by that?
Ayao's clone and herself are inseparable; her clone is her. Most of the time, their memories and emotions are synchronized. Even if they cannot directly synchronize their memories, thoughts, and emotions for various reasons, they will immediately synchronize as soon as they are in close contact.
Although Xu Fengzhi didn't say anything, Ayao could still guess that his clone's situation was different from hers, but she didn't know exactly how. Would his clone also synchronize his memories and emotions?
He must recognize me, otherwise why would he have saved me?
But if he really knows her, why doesn't he say a word to her?
Ayao had many questions in her mind, and she wanted to get answers from the Fifth Lord of Hell, but it was clearly not a good time to ask, and the other party had no intention of communicating with her. She looked at the man lying in the white jade coffin, and with a wave of her hand, she put the white jade coffin into her storage space.
Then, sensing Feng Chu's presence, she flew towards him.
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In a distant palace, Ruji looked at Lu Xuening beside her with excitement, and asked, grasping Lu Xuening's hand:
"Just now, that man just now, was he your grandmaster uncle? Was he?"
Lou Munan had been using Xu Fengzhi's body all along. When Lu Xuening searched for Lu Munan's soul, the Lou Munan she saw was Xu Fengzhi. Now that she sees the Fifth Generation Lord of Hell, Mie Xinluo, who looks exactly like Xu Fengzhi, it's not surprising that she would mistake him for Lou Munan.
Lu Xuening was also in shock. She just couldn't understand why that little bitch Lu Xueyao was so lucky. She looked like she was about to die, so why didn't she die? Why did someone come to save her?
Is that person my grandmaster uncle?
They look exactly the same, but there's something different about them.
Her grandmaster uncle didn't actually resemble Xu Fengzhi, so she didn't know what he looked like. After all, at that time, he had possessed Xu Fengzhi's body.
Ruji gripped her hand so tightly it hurt terribly; she felt as if the bones in her hand were about to crack.
“I don’t feel it is,” Lu Xuening said.
She wasn't sure.
But she felt that her grandmaster uncle would not save Lu Xueyao.
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