Murmuring: "Is this my future? Is this what I want?"

Suddenly overwhelmed by grief.

Then abruptly awaken, but the mind is still immersed in the previous illusion, uncontrollable sorrow, heartbroken.

Others also fall into their own sad affairs, sobbing sounds creating a chorus.

No one makes a move.

In the cemetery.

Fang Che stares red-eyed at the shadow, seeing himself fighting on the battlefield, Ye Meng, Mo Gan Yun, Dongfang Sansan, and Xue Fuxiao, Ningxue Sword and others, falling one after another before him.

Finally, he reveals a flaw, besieged by high-ranking demons of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, eventually dying, the last light he sees is still that soul-shattering White Bone Spear.

The spear tip gleams.

With a pop, it pierces his chest.

Beside him, Yan Beihan’s clear eyes watch him die.

A vague figure sighs deeply: "Even after living another life, still not enough?"

Indeed it is Jun Lin.

That voice of disappointment, loss, and despair seems to fill the world.

Fang Che is filled with unwillingness, gritting his teeth and murmuring: "No! I can do it! I am unwilling!... "

Straightaway the mind becomes clear, yet discovers still in the Yin Yang Realm Cemetery.

Without knowing when tears are already flowing.

The whirlwinds in the sky remain, the nether fog gathering increasingly dense.

Finally.

A fuzzy divine thought spreads out.

"Self... rescue! Awaiting... rescue... "

"Waiting... for you to... battle beyond Xing He, decide victor in the cosmos... this revenge can be avenged, this hate can be resolved, this grievance can be relieved, this fate can be fulfilled... "

"Weak... too weak..."

The sighing emotion, permeating the world, indescribable disappointment.

The shadow in the sky slowly raises a hand, a finger firmly pointing towards a direction.

"... Go, go, go... he is about to... awaken..."

Suddenly.

An extreme white light descends abruptly.

It is a lightning bolt flying from some unknowable place in the Nine Heavens! Filled with intent of destruction.

In Fang Che’s face, it fiercely strikes into the condensed shadow in the sky.

The shadow raises both hands, lifting this bolt of lightning, body holding the lightning, slowly rising to the high sky...

"Today’s fate is over... you may go..."

This shadow seems afraid that the lightning’s descent would affect Fang Che on the ground, actually locking the lightning, continuously rising up.

Who knows how long, a thunderous sound in the sky.

A dense black air suddenly erupts in midair.

The intense vibration makes Fang Che feel dizzy, body wobbling, like a wooden stump, clatter falling to the ground.

Unconscious.

Outside the cemetery, everyone also at the same time faint from the shock.

The entire Yin Yang Realm, suddenly a piece of silence.

Even the native demon beasts faint simultaneously.

No exceptions.

Who knows how long passes.

Fang Che slowly wakes up, only feels a splitting headache, eating a Dan Yun Divine Pill, barely recovers a bit, but still not fully recovered.

This is the Divine Pill that can instantly heal any injury, yet unable to soothe the pain in the mind.

Shows how powerful the lightning’s destructive force is.

If the shadow did not hold the lightning to fly into the sky, but let it fall, fear that everyone who entered the Yin Yang Realm this time, including Fang Che and Yan Beihan, none would survive. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Fang Che sits on the ground, gasping for breath.

Eyes full of fear.

Only feels heartbeat like a drum.

A while later, finally recovers the ability to think.

"Too terrible! What kind of existence is this?"

Fang Che is shocked.

Then remembers the shadow’s transmission of divine thought.

Especially the last few words.

Cannot help but smile bitterly.

"Not that I can’t contact the inside, nor intentionally hiding from me... but that I am weak, too weak. Still not qualified to know!"

"This is the real reason."

"Does this mean, I could still have a chance to enter?"

Fang Che frowns thinking.

But Yin Yang Realm can only open once every millennium, how could he wait a thousand years?

Fang Che frowning, although still feeling countless unresolved mysteries, already calmed down mood.

No longer so impatient.

"Just wait, when I become stronger, surely can know."

Then new doubts rise again.

"Does this Yin Yang Realm Cemetery have any relationship with the Wei Wo Zheng Sect?"

"Or does it have any relation with the Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s God?"

He thinks this with reason.

Dongfang Sansan once said: We have no God, Wei Wo Zheng Sect has God.

Our God, is already dead!

Fang Che’s thoughts are now active to a certain extent, even wondering if the suddenly appearing shadow is the Guardian Continent’s extinguished... God?

Or in these great tombs, are there any Guardian Continent Divine Beings?

These questions, are all unanswered questions.

Yet Fang Che still cannot help but think.

"Perhaps all these because of that iron piece! Right, iron piece... Oh my! "

Then he remembers: Iron piece!

He vaguely saw it seemed there were two pieces?

One already unknown its origins, how became two pieces? Where did the other one come from?

Hastily enters Divine Sense Space to check.

Divine Sense Energy rolls, he easily finds the ’iron piece’ already completely without ’iron piece’ appearance; now seems even more like a jade than Divine Formless Jade.

"Isn’t this still one piece?"

Fang Che looks at the iron piece emitting a bright white light, not seeing at all this is actually two pieces.

Checked for a long time, finally relaxed.

"Maybe I saw wrong, or maybe it was originally two pieces, but normally fused together... encountered special opportunity then separated, but separated then fused again..."