Chapter 1343: The End of Reincarnation

The End of Reincarnation

"Bumian... you must die amidst Deafening Celebration."

A familiar voice came from beside his ear.

This voice seemed like a call from an extremely faraway place. The moment it rang out, the originally muddleheaded Sun Bumian's eyelids suddenly fluttered lightly, and then slowly opened...

An ancient city wall, a barren earth, messy withered trees.

He had returned to this dream he had had countless times.

After a brief moment of confusion, his gaze looked again at the Old Man before him whom he missed incomparably... He silently called out Master in his heart.

Sun Bumian didn't dare to actually speak. He was afraid that after he spoke, this dream would wake up. It wasn't easy for him to see his Master once; being able to hear him nag a few more sentences was also good.

He just quietly looked at the Old Man, waiting for the following words...

But this time, his Master didn't continue speaking. Instead, he just looked at Sun Bumian like this. Not knowing if it was Sun Bumian's illusion, those eyes of his Master, which hadn't changed the slightest bit in countless dreams, actually surfaced with a trace of... a smile?

Sun Bumian was stunned.

"... Master?" He spoke tentatively.

"You've grown up, Bumian."

Falling into Sun Bumian's ears, this sentence rumbled like a shocking thunderclap. He instantly widened his eyes in disbelief!

The Master in the dream actually had his own consciousness? And could even actively talk to him??

One must know, Sun Bumian had had this dream countless times before, but every time it was a reappearance of that memory back then, and the words his Master said also remained unchanging... But now, his Master actually actively communicated with him!

Sun Bumian was instantly incomparably excited!

"Master, I'm not dreaming, right?"

"Not dreaming, it's that you are about to be dragged into the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path."

"?" The smile on Sun Bumian's face stiffened, "Master, do you mean... I'm about to die???"

No wonder Master could speak to him, so it turned out he was about to die... Rumor has it that when a person is near death, passed away relatives will come to guide them; so it's actually true?

"En, that's what it means." The Old Man nodded.

"... It's all Hearts' fault, those few underlings of his strike too viciously!" Sun Bumian cursed, "If I really die, even as a ghost, I won't let him off!"

Sun Bumian originally could have activated the Power of Samsara to directly return himself to the state of his previous few Reincarnation Cycles, using absolute strength to sweep away the toxins in his body, but after seeing Chen Ling appear, he didn't activate it...

In the final analysis, he was still a Miser. Things like the Power of Samsara became less the more he used them. He thought of saving whenever possible; unexpectedly, this saving almost cost him his little life.

"Relax, you won't die, he is trying every means to save you." The Old Man chuckled lightly,

"However... don't be so stingy in the future. The power you've accumulated over thousands of years, you still have to use it when it should be used. Now being poisoned and knocked down by a few Poisonous Insects, if word gets out, people will think I, as your master, have no method in teaching disciples."

Sun Bumian shrugged, "I'm just afraid that after using too much, I won't be able to continue the Reincarnation Cycle... Or, I'll sleep for hundreds of years at once."

The Old Man's gaze instantly became somewhat complex, "Bumian..."

"What's wrong, Master?"

"You won't have a next Reincarnation Cycle."

Sun Bumian was stunned.

A bleak cold wind blew across the barren earth, and the last shriveled fallen leaf drifted down from the withered tree, shattering gently in the air and dissipating in the wind.

"You mean..."

"This world is about to reach its end. Whether the ending is good or bad, it's about to end... You, are the same."

Sun Bumian stared blankly at his Master, and only recovered his wits after a long time... If the world reached its end, then how could he speak of Reincarnation Cycle?

Even if he could live another ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes, so what?

At this moment, Sun Bumian also didn't know exactly what he was feeling... Bewilderment, fear, worry, or perhaps... joy?

He had lived for too long, been lonely for too long. In that long and endless lifespan, he had already become numb. The end of life, to him, might not necessarily not be a kind of release.

"Doesn't that mean... I don't need to save the power of the Reincarnation Cycle anymore?" A faint light lit up in Sun Bumian's eyes.

In the past, in order to undergo the Reincarnation Cycle smoothly, pursue good fortune and avoid disaster, Sun Bumian would hide far away whenever he encountered trouble. Although he sat on an incomparably powerful treasury of Reincarnation Cycle, he was just like a Miser, fundamentally unwilling to use it.

He was like a mouse at the edge of the world guarding an empty treasury, undergoing the Reincarnation Cycle time and time again, eating and drinking, letting himself experience the meaning of being alive... He was already tired and numb.

The end of the world, the end of the Reincarnation Cycle, brought him a possibility he had never experienced before...

A life with only one chance.

"That's right." The Old Man nodded slightly, "This lifetime, you can live as you please, regardless of everything."

Sun Bumian's breathing gradually became heavy, and his heart began to beat like fire.

The corners of his mouth slightly curved up:

"I understand."

"... Do you remember, your Master once told you that your Reincarnation Cycle is dormancy, and also a weapon?"

"I remember, Master."

"The time to decide the ending of this world is about to come." The Old Man turned his head and looked at that figure at the foot of the distant city wall, "You must do everything in your power to help him... He, will be the final hope."

Following the Old Man's gaze, Sun Bumian only then discovered that there was actually still a person standing under the distant city wall...

The moment he saw that person clearly, Sun Bumian's heart shook slightly.

"... Even if you don't say it, Master, I will help him." Sun Bumian smiled, "A long time ago, I made an agreement with him."

"That's for the best."

Master was about to say something else when his gaze suddenly looked at the nothingness above, "Bumian, you should go back."

Sun Bumian felt that this "dream" was dissipating. A power was dragging him back from the edge of death, and the figure of his Master before him also gradually blurred...

"Master, after I die, will I still be able to meet you in the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path?" Sun Bumian immediately asked.

"When the world ends, the Ghost Path will also dissipate. There, we won't meet again." Master paused for a moment, "But in other places... who can say for sure?"

The Old Man's voice gradually faded away in Sun Bumian's mind. His consciousness began to rise rapidly, like a drowning person crazily floating up from the bottom of the sea; an unprecedented sense of suffocation surged into his heart!

In the next second,

Sun Bumian abruptly opened his eyes!

But even so, the sense of suffocation still existed. In panic, he grabbed something on his face with both hands and yanked fiercely!

A basketball-sized Shadow Toad was peeled off his face by him. At the same time, a tongue mixed with mucus that almost reached his esophagus broke free from Sun Bumian's mouth!

Sun Bumian blankly looked at the ugly toad in his hand, stunned in place like a statue...

The small toad tilted its head:

"——Croak?"