The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

The other voice was much more mature, carrying a sense of certainty that came as a matter of course:

"You brat, you actually doubt me? Who do you think invented and improved the Divine Spirit?"

I'm more familiar with it now.

Hai Shan's pupils dilated suddenly at the sound, as if something had plucked a string from the depths of his soul.

He sat up abruptly, his movements so fast that his mind couldn't keep up for a moment.

Two incredibly familiar figures came into view.

A boy sat on the edge of darkness, idly counting on his fingers, his black hair gleaming dimly in the darkness.

Another burly man sat cross-legged not far from him, chewing on something in one hand, casually glancing towards Haishan.

"Senior brother?!"

Hai Shan's voice carried a tremor that comes with the joy and disbelief of a reunion.

Xia Chuan waved to him, a half-smile playing on his lips:

"Oh, you're awake?"

Hai Shan was completely stunned.

He looked Xia Chuan up and down, confirming that it was not an illusion, not a hypothesis, not some kind of illusion simulated by the "hypothetical Mountain and Sea Map of yesteryear":

How did you get here? Where is this place?

Xia Chuan sighed, his tone carrying a sense of helplessness, as if he had already answered this question eight hundred times:

"Why is everyone asking this question?"

This is the land of reincarnation.

If I'm not here, where else could I be?

Hai Shan was taken aback upon hearing this answer.

The Land of Reincarnation?

He's dead?

Hai Shan was taken aback when he realized this.

The next moment, before he could even sort out his thoughts, a sharp pain shot through his brain.

He closed his eyes in pain.

Fragments of memory poured into the depths of his consciousness like a flood breaking through a dam.

The swallowing of the black hole.

The arrival of all industries.

Tentacles reaching out from another world, the狰狞 face of Baili Yuan when he merged with the true blood of Wanye.

The crimson pupils in Huang's eyes when he wielded his sword.

All the images were mixed together, like a nightmare fast-forwarded to its limit.

Hai Shan was panting heavily, sweat pouring down his forehead.

Xia Chuan's voice came from the side, carrying a hint of interested scrutiny:

"Hmm, do you remember how you died?"

Hai Shan opened his eyes and slowly nodded: "Mm."

He looked at his unharmed lower body, still shaken.

He was torn apart by the black hole; because he was so close, his escape velocity was even faster than the speed of light.

He didn't even have time to react before he was killed.

"what do you think?"

Xia Chuan's voice interrupted Hai Shan's recollection, "That former chief of Wanye, Huang."

Recalling the scene before his death, Haishan fell silent for a moment.

He could feel his body still trembling slightly; that feeling of being torn apart by gravity hadn't completely dissipated even after death.

"Very strong. And I feel that this is not even his full strength."

He paused, recalling the mechanism by which the sword was formed.

The nearest black hole to Earth is 150 light-years away.

How exactly was that sword formed?

Xia Chuan did not answer the question, but simply waited quietly for him to continue.

Hai Shan hesitated for a long time, then lowered his voice:

"But in any case, I still lost in the end."

Xia Chuan nodded without saying anything.

Hai Shan looked at him, then suddenly seemed to remember something and said:

"I'm truly sorry that I didn't make Lord Wanye use his full strength."

Xia Chuan's eyes widened suddenly: "You watch Jujutsu Kaisen too?"

Hai Shan paused for a moment, then asked, "Also?"

His gaze sharpened, and he stared intently at Xia Chuan.

"As expected, Senior Brother. You've been watching over the mortal realm all along, haven't you?"

Why don't you show your face?

If you were there…

His tone carried a hint of grievance that he himself was unaware of.

"Maybe even Brother Haoguang won't need it..."

A sharp rap hit him on the head.

The force wasn't strong, but it was enough to interrupt him.

Xia Chuan withdrew his hand and glared at him:

"How dare you ask! Didn't you witness my head descending?"

By the way, I've been involved in no fewer than twenty battles of cause and effect over the past few years.

You've already defeated them all before they even started!

I ask you, if the law of cause and effect is unwavering, and all karma bears no witness, then what have I brought forth?

Hai Shan was completely stunned. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Xia Chuan became more and more excited as he spoke, and raised his hand again:

"If you can't bear witness to everything, then you'll at least be a witness when you die."

But I made it so obvious in my precognitive dream, don't you even think about what position Wanye holds?

Can his dreams affect you?

Why haven't you tried dying just once in all these years?

"This...this..."

Hai Shan was so speechless that he could only stare longingly at Xia Chuan's widening eyes.

"If it weren't for the fact that I could control time in the Land of Reincarnation, I would have been trapped by you and Gao Haoguang, those two idiots!"

Xia Chuan pretended to give him another sharp flick on the forehead.

Hai Shan instinctively covered his head and crouched down in defense, looking exactly the same as when he was being reprimanded by his senior brother decades ago:

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

He spoke with a rather aggrieved tone, his voice muffled.

"Isn't this because you suddenly disappeared...?"

"Is it okay if Haishan is wrong?"

He raised his head, a glint of intelligence flashing in his heterochromatic eyes:

"Or, senior brother, I can see you now, so descend upon us."

“The two of us will sweep this group out, and then we’ll find Brother Haoguang.”

Xia Chuan glared at him, annoyed.

"Now that I think about it, why didn't I do this sooner?"

late.

Your testimony is no longer sufficient.

Because now another causal law is watching this side.

Hai Shan was taken aback: "Another law of causality?"

Xia Chuan nodded: "That is, the myriad businesses of another world."

He is now in his complete form, and in a sense, he is the embodiment of causality.

He extended his right hand, slowly closing his fingers, the knuckles making a soft cracking sound.

"I'm going to cause him trouble. You guys are the lackeys."

"But I can't beat that sword."

Haishan spoke the truth.

Xia Chuan's lips curled into a smile, and his pure black eyes shone with an astonishing light in the darkness:

"You alone definitely can't beat them, but what if you team up with Gao Haoguang?"

Hai Shan was stunned for a moment: