Chapter 310

"Danjun, I lost my mother at a young age, grew up in the county, my biological father remarried, and had children. I am neither a warrior nor an official, so I grew distant from them. Coupled with distant uncles and aunts, from childhood to adulthood, I was only fond of play and fun, loved gathering with friends, and squandered my time like this. Fortunately, heaven had pity, letting me encounter the paintbrush in my youth, gaining a place of peace."

"Living such a lonely life for twenty-six years; before twenty-four, I entrusted my true heart to the path of painting; after twenty-four, I entrusted my soul to you."

"With no power or position, I am ashamed to hold this weak body! You know I am like this, so you must be unwilling to tell me your difficulties, and that is fine. But Danjun, the world is difficult, and I have only one life; even if I don't know the reason, I am willing to die, only wishing that before I die... I can see you one more time."

The man's corpse fell to the ground; for thirty years, he had always been a lingering phantom in the woman's heart, remaining quiet and silent until death.

Yi Danjun's fading body trembled slowly; the woman was still as gentle, fragile, and sorrowful as ever, her clear tears and sobs seeming to choke her lungs.

But pitch-black, violent flames had already begun to burn from her body.

There was no cold, mysterious mystery, no empty and ethereal void; that was the poison quenched from her heart bit by bit over thirty years, rotting her heart for thirty years, clogging every orifice of her heart.

Now, a grain of hot light was cast into it.

Ashamed to hold a weak body, the man who could not protect his lover had not betrayed her; until the end, he was also using his life to pierce the lock of this pitch-black cage for her.

"Thank... thank you," Yi Danjun looked at the strange youth before her and said softly.

That was the only sentence left.

The pavilions, the courtyard, the streets, Xiangzhou City, the Cang Mountains, the blue sea, the entire mind-spirit realm.

From the very bottom of everything, pitch-black and poisonous flames ignited; the underworld fell into doomsday in an instant.

Above the mountain shadows, the twelve dragon shadows winding in the sky fell like rotten wood; the sky was like a paper painting, withering, curling, and gradually turning to ash under the scorching of the pitch-black flames.

As if responding to Xi Xi Fang Tian's call from thirty years ago, the woman turned her most painful side into omnipresent tyranny, conducting the most thorough incineration of her own soul. At the end of her life, she finally threw the most poisonous spear at this massive shadow that had covered her entire life.

This mind-spirit that no longer belonged to her gradually vanished into smoke.

Yi Danjun's burning shadow fell gently onto the disheveled man on the ground, burying her head into his shoulder and neck.

The last look between the madman and the monster across thirty years was with two pairs of human eyes.

The flames rose silently, leaving only silence.

Seeing Pei Ye suddenly turned his head and reached out to support her; Li Piaoqing leaned weakly against him.

Seeing Pei Ye looked down; the young girl's appearance was also pale and fragile to the extreme; her cheeks were no longer crystal clear, but truly had a translucent texture; in this mind-spirit realm, she seemed to be a layer thinner than himself.

"You—" Seeing Pei Ye's heart tightened; just as he opened his mouth, a fear and oppression that rushed straight to his crown suddenly rose; he gripped the young girl's wrist tightly, having no time to think about what had happened, and roared in a distorted voice, "Go!"

Li Piaoqing also looked up in astonishment, but at this time, her coming and going was no longer up to her; the mind-spirit realm of the person who had entered the spirit had collapsed, and this realm had already begun to reject her.

—That's right, what kind of place is this?

Clearly, the mind-spirit realm of the Edict-Listening God-Child had dissipated completely; how could she and Seeing Pei Ye still remain here?

Li Piaoqing looked in horror at the youth with bulging veins; at the last glance before being pushed out, what she saw was the deep and vast pitch black that enveloped the world.

In the boundless world where he was left alone, Seeing Pei Ye gasped as if suffocating, moving his steps and looking around in confusion; those cities, those mountains, and those gorgeous blues had all disappeared; this space should not have existed, but the boundless pitch black just happened to fill it.

"Exit 'Severing the Heart'!" the Black Chi's cool voice pierced straight into his brain.

"It's useless!" Seeing Pei Ye gritted his teeth.

He had used Zhanxin Liuli to enter here, but now he could no longer find the way out.

"... Calm down," the Black Chi said quickly, "I cannot enter your mind-spirit now... what do you see now?"

"I see nothing, I—" the youth suddenly got stuck.

After two or three breaths of silence, that hoarse voice came out, "This is... my mind-spirit realm."

Seeing Pei Ye looked at all this in a daze; it was not his first time entering here; the white-clad woman wielding a sword had once used the "Severing the Heart" divine art to fight to the death with that frost shadow that covered the sky and sun here.

Mirror-like lakes, quiet forests, cloud-white skies.

And outside this world, that pitch black was like the boundlessness within the boundless, surrounding everything just as it had surrounded the withered city and mountain shadows just now.

"..." This sentence also made the Black Chi stunned, not knowing where to think for a moment.

Fortunately, the youth did not need it to point out the next step immediately; his next sentence had already come out.

"... Little Cat, I know where this Edict Map is," Seeing Pei Ye whispered, "... it has always only been in the mind-spirit realm of the Edict-Listening God-Child."

Seeing Pei Ye gritted his teeth as if suffocating; that was the feeling of the edge of the mind-spirit realm being eroded and pressed little by little; it was through this erosion that he was able to perceive the appearance of that boundless pitch black.

It was never a painting held in the hand, but a boundless shroud like the starry universe.

The pitch black slowly peeled away for him, revealing a scene exactly the same as Xi Xi Fang Tian's scroll.

Suffocatingly long tentacles reached from the nine heavens into the human world; the mountain shadows were like anthills, and each of its scales was larger than Seeing Pei Ye's mind-spirit realm.

Seeing Pei Ye had once thought it was a dragon, but it had no head or claws; he had also thought it was tentacles, but did not know why it was so long.

Now, when this scene appeared so realistically before his eyes, Seeing Pei Ye finally knew what it was.

At the very top of this scroll, the pitch-black and majestic shape suffocatingly revealed a corner; this tentacle reaching into the human world grew there. Seeing Pei Ye could not see clearly what it was, and It had not revealed any appearance, but when this scene was combined, a concept naturally appeared in the youth's mind.

That was a dragon's long whiskers.

What Purple Bamboo said was not a dream; the dragon's body did not appear in this painting, but at the first glance anyone saw it, only one thought would flash—the Cang Mountains were like rice grains under the dragon's body.

At the very bottom edge of this painting, the deep and vast pitch black still blocked everything, and even his gaze could not penetrate it.

He finally knew why he was trapped in his own mind-spirit realm.

Just at this moment, the Black Chi used Zhanxin Liuli to pierce his body with a sword, growing out of his mind-spirit realm with "Severing the Heart."

Then it also failed to say a word, coiling around the youth, silently watching this light and shadow that covered the sky.

This was the thing they had been pursuing all along; with one overturn, it would crush the youth's entire mind-spirit.

(End of chapter)