Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Chapter 251 What is the World?



Chapter 251 What is the World?

Wen Bumian looked at them with a murderous look on his face, a kind of rage and madness that made him want to kill everything.

Wen Bumian didn't give them any time to react. The invisible airflow made the entire space extremely heavy, and the colorful space started to spin again because of the force.

Under the influence of gravity, it became difficult for Mu Qingge and Meng Ziyuan to dodge.

Wen Bumian's expression was terrifying and dark, as if he had been stimulated by something, and only killing could calm him down.

An extremely complex aura lingered around him, an aura that carried with it murderous intent and dangerous warnings, just like what they had felt when they leaped into those different secret realms.

With the previous speculation, the time Wen Bumian spent in the hexagonal prism became unknown, and the things he experienced inside also had infinite possibilities.

The consensus among practitioners is that every secret realm represents an opportunity. The more dangerous it is, the more powerful what can be obtained.

They were not sure what kind of existence Wen Bumian had become after walking out of those secret realms, because the phoenix fire alone was the most terrifying power they had ever seen.

The exhausted Meng Ziyuan became a burden to Mu Qingge, and the connected corners of their clothes became their biggest limitation.

The two were hit in the heart by the powerful force and fell to the ground together.

Mu Qingge immediately unbuttoned the corner of his clothes and whispered, "We are no match for him. I will hold him back. If you can leave, don't stay."

Meng Ziyuan never thought that he would be protected by a woman, and he immediately retorted: "How could I leave you and escape alone?"

When he said this it was not out of a man's dignity, but because after experiencing what had happened in the past two months, it had become a kind of friendship where they stood together through thick and thin.

Mu Qingge couldn't help but glance at the person behind him, only to realize that her impression of him had remained the same as when they first met.

Hearing this familiar conversation, Wen Bumian felt even more annoyed, because it once again verified what Jiang Tingwan had said to him.

These people changed because of her and became fundamentally different from the characters he remembered.

What made him even crazier was that after he passed through those light gates and learned those so-called abilities endlessly, he suddenly realized that he was infinitely powerful and was no different in essence from those who entered the secret realm and were promoted through trials.

He did become stronger, but he did not break through the limitations of the world. He was even so immersed in the pleasure of gaining power that he seemed to be imprisoned again.

Was he not strong enough? Or did Jiang Tingwan's words really limit him?

He believed that he would not be restricted by the identity of any world, and his memory also told him that he was different from the people in these stories. But why, after repeated learning, nothing changed except the power he possessed.

Even if there were different worlds behind those light gates, even if he had traveled to a more powerful world, so what? He was just constantly learning about those so-called powers, and then what? What was the difference between him and the protagonists in those time-travel stories?

What went wrong, what was stopping him?

Or is he, like the people in these stories, a character created by someone, who is obsessed with pursuing the so-called truth of the world because someone wants him to do so?

He seems to be seeing everything clearly, but what he thinks and feels is just the character set by others. Does he really want to do this? Or does the person who created him want him to do this?

He was going crazy. What exactly was the world? What were its boundaries? Was everything he was thinking about genuinely what he was thinking?

Wen Bumian's thoughts were extremely complicated, and all the aura in his body was released into this space. Flames, ice and snow, wind and sand, rocks, murderous intent, all tangible and intangible things were raging in this space.

He didn't think about whether the two people in front of him were alive or dead, but with each breath, Mu Qingge and Meng Ziyuan were already in a desperate situation of life and death.

"Jump out of that light gate... don't look back." This was Meng Ziyuan's last words, because he knew that he was a burden to Mu Qingge, so he was the one who stayed behind.

"Senior Brother Meng!" Mu Qingge was pushed out of the prism again.

Meng Ziyuan inside was already exhausted and unable to escape, and he fell into the space crack.

Wen Bumian happened to see this scene. By the way, there is one place in the entire Wujiyuan that he has not visited.

How could he forget that there is another existence? He must find Jiang Tingwan. This world was created by her. At least he can figure out what this creation is?

Yes, that's fine. He needs to change his thinking and direction.

The crazy eyes regained their calmness at this moment. He stared directly at the nothingness under the crack in space, as if he was looking directly at the answer he had always dreamed of.

The space was swept by countless forces and kept being torn apart. Wen Bumian's eyes slowly closed, and his tightly closed lips gradually relaxed, slowly pulling out an arc, as if forcing himself to enjoy everything that was about to happen. He stepped towards the crack in space, leaped up, and fell into the empty space on his own initiative.

Outside the six-sided area.

"Senior Brother Meng!" Mu Qingge was pushed out of the prism again.

But this time she no longer had the strength to return to the passage in time. She spat out blood the moment she landed, and even found it difficult to stand up again.

"Qingge?" A familiar and unexpected voice came from behind.

Hermit Xu Yu appeared in Wujiyuan.

Mu Qingge looked in the direction of the voice and saw Xu Yushanren again. She couldn't tell whether she was feeling more happy or surprised.

Accompanying her were elders from other sects, as well as several sect leaders who had not appeared at the trial conference. It was not difficult to imagine that after the Qinghuai Rebellion, they all rushed to Qinghuai as quickly as possible.

The premature opening of the Wuji Abyss was an accident. It was a sign of lax discipline for the disciples of the Immortal Sect to enter the abyss during the chaos, but the sect would not be held responsible for the crime. However, this time, the disciples entered the abyss because the elders of the sect were concerned about their safety and entered to look for someone. They had a legitimate reason and were aboveboard.

I just didn’t expect that the Wuji Abyss would open so soon.

Walking towards her were Ji Yunshu and Sun Yingxue, who had just separated not long ago. They escaped a disaster and met their master?

Mu Qingge looked at the two people walking towards her and saw that their expressions did not look like they had just escaped. It seemed like she had missed something in time?

As she was thinking, pain surged into her lungs. She lowered her eyes in pain, and her vision gradually became blurred. However, she caught a glimpse of the words left on the ground out of the corner of her eye.

Meet in front of the hexagonal column - Mu Qingge stays.

These were the words she had left behind before, and she returned to the place she had been to before.

But besides the handwriting she left behind, there was another series of vigorous and powerful characters.

Don't shuttle, go north to the exit of Wujiyuan.

It was obvious that this was a message left for himself, and the only person who could leave this message was Liu Yunzi.

As soon as she confirmed this, she could no longer hold on and fell into Ji Yunshu's arms.

"Junior Sister Mu?"

The anxious voice gradually faded in the darkness...


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