Everyone felt both helpless and absurd.
In particular, Jianmu believed that she had killed countless lives in the world, and that she should be the one to suffer retribution.
What does this have to do with the owner?
The reason behind this is actually quite simple, and there's no such mysterious concept as cause and effect or karmic obstacles.
Even if there were such a thing as karmic retribution, it wouldn't be at the level that secret realm could possess.
Qin Xiao is currently unconscious simply because he cannot bear the guilt of killing and the self-reproach.
Don't think that killing is easy. Even an ordinary person would risk mental breakdown if they killed one or two people.
Let alone those who slaughter thousands, even ordinary serial killers are not all mentally sound.
Even if they are not aware of it, their mental state has actually been subtly changed.
They thought they were unaffected and that they could handle it, but in reality, their thinking had become distorted.
Empathy and reverence for life are common traits of every intelligent being, especially humans.
Even seeing the corpse of one's own kind can cause a human to break down, let alone killing someone.
The fear of death and the avoidance of death is in the nature of humans or intelligent beings.
Killing or killing each other is merely a distorted state cultivated later in life.
Although Qin Xiao didn't kill only people, the sheer number of people he slaughtered brought him immense self-reproach, which couldn't be easily dismissed with a casual "I can do it, I'm not afraid, I don't care."
Add to that the stimulating feeling of deathly silence at the scene, and it was as if the wailing of millions of people was a hallucination.
For Qin Xiao, a normal person without distorted thoughts, not having a mental breakdown on the spot already demonstrates his strong mental fortitude.
In an unknown place, Qin Xiao sat on the ground, hugging his knees, his eyes bloodshot, lost in thought.
He dared not close his eyes; if he did, those wails seemed to echo in his ears again.
Even all the creatures that had died at his hands seemed to materialize before his eyes.
Mockery, ridicule, insults, questioning...
The cries and wails constantly tormented him with the pangs of his conscience.
He repeatedly questioned himself: Did they deserve to die? What right did I have to kill them?
This is a very dangerous problem, especially the latter.
Qin Xiao once felt no psychological pressure and believed that those who died at his hands deserved to die.
You can tell yourself that those people were right to kill them.
Because he stands on the moral high ground recognized by the majority, and on the side of the majority of humanity.
It gives a veneer of warmth to the law of the jungle and the killing of one another.
Now, in that very instant, countless lives died because of his single thought, and even those deaths seemed to have little value...
It's not just a casual remark, nor is it just cold, hard numbers.
The resentment, unwillingness, and wailing of billions of living beings in this world truly transformed into demonic obstacles that haunted him.
Having fallen from the moral high ground of human values, all that remained for him was a distorted self, like that of a cult or a madman, as he sought other forms of spiritual support.
Soul Crystal:\/
The system faithfully recorded all of this; these were all spiritual beings who died at his hands.
In addition, countless creatures without clear wisdom, and even countless rocks and plants lost their lives in the haze.
The feeling of suffocation returned, Qin Xiao's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't breathe. The endless torment tormented him, repeatedly washing over his mind and blurring his original memories.
Countless times he wanted to give up, to just accept it, that's just who I am, it doesn't matter anymore.
I am stronger than you. I can kill whoever I want and do whatever I want.
Those I killed were ants; they were not worthy of being compared to me.
But deep down, a voice always told him that this was wrong. It's okay to make mistakes, but you can't be unaware of them!
You can let these lives wither away, but it's never because you're more noble than them.
Know yourself. Whether you are selfish or indifferent to life, know yourself.
Is it selfish?
Qin Xiao asked himself if he was selfish; he was never stingy in sharing the spoils with others.
Is this a disregard for life?
He fell silent.
Ever since he came into this world, he really felt like he was living in a game.
The system, beautiful women, beast taming, and ever-growing power—everything was going smoothly for him, to the point that he... didn't even consider the other people in these worlds as human beings.
In his eyes, these people, these living beings, were more like... NPCs.
That's why, even though he clearly had other options, he could still fight, and he could still find a way to escape.
He wasn't even in dire straits yet, but he so casually chose to kill the entire world.
Are you trying to test your skills? Are you trying to show off? Or are you thinking... it doesn't matter?
That's what he thought too; he just didn't dare admit himself, didn't dare admit his mistakes...
The demonic influence seemed to grow increasingly ferocious, and Qin Xiao's own mind became more and more extreme and escapist.
If Li Yu were here, he would probably be terrified by Qin Xiao's situation.
This one step trapped him for nearly two hundred years...
Understanding oneself, accepting oneself, being firm in oneself, or changing oneself—it's easier said than done.
But once you take this step, the path to godhood will be smooth sailing.
This is why many gods have very distinct personal characteristics, namely... divinity!
Eccentric, reclusive, cruel, loving, rule-abiding, unrestrained...
All because that is their self, that is the reason for their existence after they have identified with themselves.
Therefore, do not presume to change God, whether through violence or prayer.
Even divine authority with its allure and seduction is not enough.
They will eventually return to themselves, otherwise they will be gods who have fallen.
In the unknown space, a sliver of white light shone through.
Qin Xiao, whose mind and memory were already in a daze, raised his head blankly.
Amidst the boundless demonic illusion, wisps of memories drifted toward him.
It's like a rope hanging down in front of someone who has fallen into a deep well, or a lighthouse appearing before someone who has fallen into darkness.
He subconsciously reached out his hand, and fragmented memories resurfaced.
So much has happened in just over six months since he transmigrated.
From Bai Ling and Ilya to Ye Qingya and Ye Qinghuan, there are Zhou Lei and Liu Piaopiao, as well as Yun Yun, Qian Yun, and Bu Feifei.
The adorable interactions between Jianmu, Youyou, and Jingjing, their countless life-or-death battles, and their repeated enhancements and advancements.
All the memories seemed to form anchor points, beginning to tug at his thoughts.
After a long while, Qin Xiao sighed.
I... I did make a mistake.
Disregarding life was not his intention, nor was wanton killing. He felt he had no right to arbitrarily decide the life and death of millions of living beings.
However, if faced with a life-or-death decision again, he would still stick to this choice, because he is not alone.
He couldn't give up his tamed beasts, his woman...
But before that, he will definitely do his best, rather than making a hasty decision.
Call him hypocritical or self-deceiving if you will...
Qin Xiao realized his true feelings and gave a self-deprecating smile.
"I'm really just an ordinary person, selfish and wanting to feel at ease, but I'm quite good at getting stuck on trivial matters..."
However, at least from now on, he will carefully examine his own strength and weigh his actions.
Instead of taking it for granted that they are superior to others, or even 'gods' who are above ordinary people.
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