There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 591, Authority and Grace
After the pale arm pulled Xiao Yang into its embrace, there were not many more twists and turns.

Naturally, the promotion was completed.

Surprisingly simple.

However, Xiao Yang's worries also came true.

This moment was more grand than I had imagined.

Who is celebrating?

Are they the Pale Hand and the Scarlet Eye, those two guys with a complicated history with Xiao Yang?
"No."

It is the sea of ​​the soul.

It is this deep ocean itself.

Xiao Yang was unable to witness this scene.

Just now, he was struggling to swim upwards, blowing bubbles.

He was pulled back by himself.

Pale arms grabbed him from all angles.

I'm starting to regret it.

I somewhat regret choosing multiple arms so many times and accepting the gifts of pale hands so many times.

The choices I made in the past have ultimately backfired and turned into dirty tricks that have come back to haunt me.

I don't want to give up!
Xiao Yang resisted all of this.

It kept struggling and waving its arms.

His will was extremely strong.

But in this sea of ​​the mind, one has to admit that the one who truly holds the dominant position is that guy.

"It is Him."

It is another version of myself.

Pale arms climbed up one by one, and when they had grasped enough of his hands, it was just a turn.

He was forcibly turned back.

With my back to the dim light of the dawn lamp, I stare directly at myself, both sacred and terrifying.

A warm smile graced his face.

In my arms.

He is much greater than him.

She held Xiao Yang close to her chest.

A pale yet beautiful chin rested on Xiao Yang's head.

It's hard to describe this scene.

"Sacred...and, yet, motherhood?"

It is very beautiful in a certain sense.

But it would be better if Xiao Yang wasn't the one being embraced.

Another struggle.

Xiao Yang made an unexpected move, but it was also very much in line with his character.

He pulled his hand away and immediately threw an uppercut.

"He beat himself."

"Yes, he beat himself."

A powerful uppercut landed squarely on the other's chin, causing his head to tilt slightly backward.

This is not a wasted effort.

On the contrary, it is a rather resolute denial.

Even if it's about returning to that complete unity.

Even Xiao Yang himself admitted that the person in front of him was himself.

But at this moment when complete integration is imminent, it is also necessary to fight for a truly dominant position.

If He were to embrace him in such a manner.

Xiao Yang might truly no longer be himself.

"Therefore we must resist!"

"Struggle!"

"You should beat yourself up!"

With that stubborn expression on his face, Xiao Yang swung his fists and punched himself hard.

Punches rained down.

Until the other half of myself couldn't take it anymore.

"I am you."

Why resist?

"This is a transformation you actively chose."

"Weren't you prepared?"

"It was a transformation I chose voluntarily, but I didn't say I wanted to accept you so quickly!"

A muffled, snickering laugh rang out.

Perhaps it was because Xiao Yang had separated Him from His own body early on.

Now, it is not rigid or ignorant, but rather quite human-like.

He sneered at Xiao Yang.

What makes you so extraordinary?

Isn't your divinity right here?

"You want to become a god?"

"Besides becoming me, what other path do you want to take?"

After hearing those words, Xiao Yang was speechless. But his fists swung even more fiercely.

“You can let me go, completely refuse to acknowledge that I am you. In this way, I will draw a line between you and myself. I will no longer be you and become an independent individual.”

"If you're going to resist like this, why not?"

A teasing remark rang out.

Xiao Yang remained silent.

Perhaps it's because they're all from the same person.

The two guys exhibited remarkably similar traits.

"While saying 'I don't accept it,' he was speechless, but his fists were waving wildly."

"While saying he would set me free, he was sharp-tongued, but his grip on my hand showed no sign of loosening."

They all understood.

"They are one entity."

No one can let go of anyone else.

"Divinity is born from humanity."

"Human nature also relies on divinity."

This resulted in such a strange scene.

It's unlikely that guy's ascension ritual involved divinity tightly embracing humanity.

While shouting and making threats, he refused to let go.

On one side, Renxing swung his fists wildly, striking repeatedly, unable to speak, his face turning red with frustration.

The image is very abstract.

But there always needs to be a result.

Even with his relentless attacks, Xiao Yang didn't gain much more control over the game.

The playful tone on the other end of the line gradually calmed and became ethereal with each word.

"You have no choice."

Xiao Yang refused and uttered that classic line.

"No! I refuse!"

Like the protagonist in those third-rate novels when facing a desperate situation.

"Shout like that."

Battle reports may lie, but battle results do not.

The two gradually overlapped.

A new god is about to be born.

The Sea of ​​the Soul was already prepared to celebrate.

Amidst the rolling waves.

A grand will has fallen.

Celebrate the birth of yet another child.

That special authority has already been prepared.

A hazy glow converged from all directions.

Xiao Yang enjoyed a privileged, almost divine treatment.

The moment one becomes a god is the moment one receives the world's blessings.

And it wasn't just any ordinary favor.

It is a gift from the sea of ​​the soul.

In all the myriad realms, there are few things more valuable than the Sea of ​​the Mind; even those renowned super-large worlds cannot compare.

It can be said like this.

From the moment he ascended to the level of a demigod, Xiao Yang was truly able to stand at the pinnacle of all the heavens and myriad realms.

This gradually accumulating authority became the most dazzling thing in this region.

Many guys were attracted.

The corpses that were slowly sinking suddenly opened their eyes, roared, waved their arms, and frantically and desperately tried to grab the blessing that had gathered in front of Xiao Yang.

It's not just that.

From the deep, dark abyss, a chilling roar resounded.

An even larger and more terrifying figure, like a giant creature from the deep sea, wanted to seize Xiao Yang's gift.

But at this moment.

The sea of ​​the soul watches over this area.

All the looting.

These terrifying creatures.

In an instant, the cleanup was complete.

It was completely empty, utterly desolate.

Within this gradually condensing power, a word appears.

Cleaning

We're just waiting for that final moment.

Xiao Yang only had half of his head still outside.

His eyes still held that stubborn and unyielding look.

In the current situation, stubbornness and obstinacy of the soul alone are no longer enough to reverse the trend.

Just as another version of Him said.

"Wasn't this your own choice?"

(End of this chapter)