Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 707: Bloodstained White Clothes, Drifting in a Coffin

The cursed millstone was infinitely large, as if it penetrated through the worlds of time and space, and was grinding away many lives in the heavens and myriad worlds. Countless lives struggled on the grinding surface, but were wiped out in an instant, leaving only souls with bloodshot eyes.

Shortly after.

The souls whose eyes were about to burst with bloodshot eyes were cursed by the terrifying grinding teeth, and their eyes became dull one by one.

Along with the pulp-like blood and flesh fluid, it slowly flows towards the unknown darkness.

Below the lower millstone is a grinding trough as vast as the sea, where many dull souls are slowly flowing, and outside the trough is pitch black...

In the huge, sea-like grinding trough, a bronze coffin was floating.

The bronze coffin is simple and unadorned, and seems to exude the breath of ancient times. It is unknown how many years old this ancient coffin is, and it looks very mysterious in the grinding trough.

At this moment, the bronze coffin and the sluggish soul, along with the magic pulp-like flesh and blood, flowed towards the grinding mouth of the cursed stone mill. However, the grinding mouth at the end of the grinding groove was extremely dark and filled with a strange atmosphere, as if countless creatures were sinking, which actually made the souls around the bronze coffin struggle.

The souls around the bronze coffin seemed to have regained some consciousness after being imbued with the breath of reincarnation.

However, it is not a complete recovery.

He seemed to be in a state of half awake and half asleep, and knew from the instinct deep in his soul that grinding the mouth was very terrifying.

So I started to struggle.

They swam upstream, but the blood and flesh pushed them down. So they swam towards the wall of the grinding trough, but they swam and swam, and it seemed that there was no end...

Eventually, it flowed along with the blood and flesh into the dark grinding mouth.

but.

They were unwilling to give up and continued to fight to save themselves, roaring angrily...

Finally it flows to the grinding mouth.

Inside the bronze coffin.

Feng Qingyan was still sleeping, without any signs of life, as if he was dead. Beside him, the red spider lily was about to bloom, standing quietly, its roots rooted in the darkness, also absorbing the darkness...

It is as red as blood.

Also like fire.

It seemed to bring a little light to the endless darkness. The faint light seemed to shine on Feng Qingyan, revealing his pale and bloodless face...

I don't know whether he is dead or asleep.

If he woke up at this moment, he would know why he felt the bronze coffin was scary, because the bronze coffin could put him into a death-like state.

The last time I slept was more than two thousand years.

How many years will it be this time?
he does not know.

However, when he woke up, everything had changed.

In the grinding trough, the bronze coffin slowly flowed away along with the fluid blood and flesh, while the bronze coffin was filled with a silky and dreamy atmosphere.

These dreamlike auras came from nowhere, but filled the entire darkness...

Time passed little by little.

Maybe one day.

Maybe January.

Maybe a year.

The bronze coffin finally reached the grinding point.

Outside the grinding mouth, it was pitch black, like black water, as if something was sinking...

Finally, the bronze coffin flowed out of the grinding mouth and fell into the endless darkness.

Dark as water.

Countless souls are sinking.

However, there were also countless souls struggling but unable to get out, and could only sink in the darkness. The bronze coffin relied on the mysterious power of reincarnation to slowly float up from the water-like darkness, and did not sink with the souls...

……

Sink!

death!

Extremely depressing!
The endless darkness swallowed up everything and drowned everything.

Including life!

Feng Qingyan saw countless lives struggling, sinking, and dying in the water-like darkness...

I can never struggle out.

The darkness was so oppressive that he could hardly breathe, and he felt as if he was suffocating. It seemed that he was also...going to sink into the darkness and die!

He was breathing heavily.

However, I couldn't breathe in any air, as if it was blocked.

When he was about to suffocate, an angry shout suddenly rang out, like the light of dawn at the end of the dark night.

"I want to live forever!"

Although darkness swallowed everything, it also drowned everything.

However, the only thing that could not be swallowed or drowned was the angry cry "I want immortality". It was like an immortal golden light, slowly blooming in the mysterious darkness, illuminating the endless darkness...

And at this time.

Feng Qingyan, who had been sleeping, suddenly woke up from his dream.

His breathing was extremely heavy, his face was pale and bloodless, and beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

At this moment he was sitting in the darkness, with a look of horror in his eyes.

It seemed like he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The mysterious darkness in the dream made him feel cold all over, and the death in the darkness of the dream made it difficult for him to breathe...

After a long while, he slowly came back to his senses, looked up at the sky and said softly: "Emperor, you saved my life again."

and.

Both times in terrible darkness.

What exactly is that darkness?
Why is it so terrible?
Why are there countless lives struggling, sinking, and dying in the darkness? The darkness is like water, swallowing and drowning everything...

What is this darkness?
Feng Qingyan asked.

But, I don’t know.

This is definitely not ordinary darkness, nor is it real darkness...

The darkness is just an illusion.

This darkness is like the dark prison...

When the phrase "sinking into the black prison" came to his mind, he was suddenly stunned. He felt that "sinking into the black prison" was too appropriate, as if it was the water-like darkness...

"Is its name really called the Dark Prison?"

Feng Qingyan asked with a frown.

Regardless of whether it is called the Black Prison of Sin, why is there the voice of the Emperor in the darkness?
Why did the emperor shout in the darkness, "I want immortality"?

What does it mean that I want to live forever?
literal meaning?
He frowned and thought for a long time, but still couldn't come up with any answer.

After a while, he became more and more puzzled. Why did he fall into the Dark Prison twice? Could it be that the Cursed Millstone was related to the Dark Prison?

At this moment his expression suddenly changed. How long had he been sleeping?
Furthermore, he found himself in a deep sleep and had no memory at all, as if he had lost everything.

Blank.

When he was about to fall asleep, he knew that he was going to fall asleep, so he knew the memory of falling asleep, but he did not have the memory of falling asleep...

How long has this time passed?
What he feared most was that he would sleep for hundreds or thousands of years, or even longer.

When I woke up, the world had changed drastically.

This may be what is in his heart.

Because I have always been afraid of the bronze coffin.

However, he felt that he should not have slept for very long, because he felt that he woke up very quickly.

And, when you are about to wake up, there is the terrible sinking into the black hell.

Again he heard the Emperor's angry cry.

I want to live forever!

I want to live forever, is it because other people in this world cannot live forever?
At this time, he thought carefully, it seems that even a great sage-level existence would not live very long...

His thoughts were a little confused.

He blocked out all the random thoughts in his mind.

After a while, I carefully felt the darkness, and it seemed that the darkness had stopped vibrating long ago.

It is possible that the bronze coffin left the cursed millstone.

This made him feel a little relieved. Fortunately, the bronze coffin could withstand the crushing of the grinding teeth, otherwise his soul would also be cursed and become a monster without consciousness.

This curse has no solution at present, otherwise it would not have the indelible properties of eternal life.

Unless he created reincarnation.

But the breath of reincarnation is not equal to reincarnation...

However, the bronze coffin exudes the aura of reincarnation, which means that it is possible that the aura of reincarnation has resisted the crushing of the cursed millstone. This may also explain.

Reincarnation can really break the curse of immortality.

He looked at the darkness around him, then looked at the red spider lilies rooted in the darkness. There was no change inside the bronze coffin.

Nor was it crushed by the cursed millstone.

He was truly relieved.

It seems that rushing into the Demonic Abyss was a wrong decision. Fortunately, I didn't bring my junior brother, Jiuge, and Qingmang in...

but.

For some reason, he didn't regret it.

There are some things that need to be done even if you know it means death...

After waiting for a while, he found that the darkness did not shake anymore. He thought that the bronze coffin might have left the cursed millstone, and finally decided to open the coffin lid.

He was afraid that he would fall asleep again.

Although he felt that the sleeping time this time was not long, it was just his feeling. Who knew how many years had been outside the bronze coffin?
click -

He opened the coffin lid.

But it was pitch black outside the coffin lid and nothing could be seen.

He immediately used the magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle", but he still only saw endless darkness. However, the darkness was like water, emitting an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

This scene seems very familiar.

His mind was slightly shaken.

Could it be that I have arrived at the dark prison in my dream?

This……

He frowned.

Or was it that I was still asleep and this was just a dream? Otherwise, how could I have come to the Dark Prison?

He closed the coffin lid.

I continued to sit cross-legged in the darkness, but I felt that this was not a dream.

He must have really woken up.

So, he opened the coffin lid again. It was still pitch black outside, filled with a depressing atmosphere. However, the terrifying crushing atmosphere was gone.

The bronze coffin seemed to have indeed left the cursed millstone.

but.

It seems that I have also arrived at the Dark Hell.

Through his magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle", he saw that there were countless souls struggling, sinking, and dying in the Black Prison...

Everything was like a dream.

The darkness swallowed everything and drowned everything...

No soul can struggle out, and can only sink in darkness forever until death.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that he could hardly breathe.

And at this time.

He finally confirmed that this was not a dream, and he had indeed come to the Black Prison of Sinking. But fortunately, he did not sink in the darkness, he was lying in a floating bronze coffin...

This is his luck.

After a while.

He came out of the bronze coffin and sat cross-legged on the coffin lid.

The Dark Hell is an endless darkness, which is like water, swallowing up or drowning all living beings and souls.

He sat on the coffin and saw the living creature struggling.

In sinking.

In death.

He looked up at the sky.

The sky was dark as water.

The bronze coffin was floating slowly in the dark prison, and no one knew where it was drifting to.

And he sat alone on the coffin, riding away in it, not knowing where he was going...

There are countless souls trapped in the Dark Hell.

They are struggling madly.

Feng Qingyan saw the black curse on their souls. They were all souls that had been crushed by the cursed millstone.

However, not all of them are demons.

Because in addition to human souls, there are also souls of various living beings.

Time passes day by day.

Feng Qingyan discovered that the Black Prison had no end, so it was impossible for the bronze coffin to drift to the end.

Since there is no end, there will naturally be no exit.

in the darkness.

He sat alone on the coffin, looking extremely lonely, not knowing where he was drifting to. He sat cross-legged like this for what seemed like a year, or ten years, without moving.

He seemed to have been transformed into a stone sculpture.

I don’t know when.

He finally moved, reaching his hand toward the nearest soul.

The Dark Hell had doomed all living beings, and although he was also in the Dark Hell at the moment, he could see a bronze coffin floating in it...

However, inside the bronze coffin, there is an infinite space, which may be able to save some people.

But can they withstand the extreme cold?
If you can't bear it...

Feng Qingyan didn’t think too much about it and just rescued him first.

At this moment, he grabbed a struggling soul near the bronze coffin. Although it was a soul, he was still able to grab it and slowly pull the soul out of the darkness.

However, after he pulled the soul out, he saw it quickly dissipate.

It seemed to turn into something like water.

He was stunned. Why was this happening? Could it be that the water-like darkness was actually the transformation of the soul?
Is this soul water?

This dark prison is endless, how many souls have been melted by it?
This is a huge and terrifying number that cannot be calculated at all. How many lives, years, and generations would it take to form the Dark Prison of Desolation?

Is it billions of years?
Or billions of years?
Feng Qingyan's soul trembled slightly.

After a moment, he reached out again for the second struggling soul, and pulled it out, only to have it dissipate as well.

It seemed to turn into water-like darkness.

After the third time, he did not reach out his hand again, but just sat cross-legged on the coffin alone, staring ahead...

The white clothes were stained with blood, and he was drifting in the coffin.

I don’t know when.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the dark sky, and said softly: "I want to live forever!"

He seemed to understand somewhat.

Why the Emperor cried out in the dark prison.

When he finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly burst out from his body, as if lighting up the Black Prison. At this moment, he suddenly stood up, looked at the souls that were sinking, struggling, and dying in the Black Prison, and shouted to the sky: "I want to live forever!"

More and brighter light burst out from him.

The light is as thin as a thread.

It seems that every ray of light is a voice of the heart and an era...

Gradually, the light emanating from his body became brighter and brighter, turning into an extremely strong beam of light.

Like the blazing sun in the sky, it finally illuminated the dark prison.

These rays that transform into the scorching sun are the cries of all people and the call of the ages.

This is not his cry, but the cry of all people for all eternity. It is not that he needs immortality, but that all people for all eternity need immortality...

Because of the soul's depravity, there is a strong obsession with immortality.

In fact, the light did not really burst out from Feng Qingyan, but every ray of light was generated by the soul sinking in the Black Prison.

This is their voice.

Their cry.

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