Mythological origins

"God's will is always difficult to ask."

"Maybe we can finally get out of this prison."

Chen Kedi looked at the sky above his head where he could vaguely see the hazy stars, and suddenly sighed.

In the past hundred years or so, he noticed that the thick black fog that once completely enveloped the sky was slowly dissipating little by little for some reason.

The faint starlight fell on this land that had always been gray for the first time in a long time.

It's a pity that in this purgatory, most people can only struggle to survive. They have already exhausted all their strength to survive and have no energy to look at the sky.

"God willing?"

"Let's go, it's time to leave this prison." True Lord Chi Yan said like the Riddler.

Due to the harsh living environment and years of fighting against the monsters of the abyss, the twin cities that had been established for hundreds of years only had a combined population of more than one million, and some aspects of technology had even regressed back to the steam age.

Lack of a stable environment for development and long-term labor shortage, even if Zhenjun Chi Yan and others have always mastered a large amount of modern knowledge, it is difficult to popularize production of many things. At most, they can only be made by hand on a small scale.

For example, two people can pinch chips by hand and make several communication devices that look like mobile phones, but mass production is impossible.

"I don't know how many people in the Human Federation have become immortals."

"It's a pity that neither of us has the ability to take that final step."

They have stayed at the sixth level for nearly three hundred years and have been effectively disconnected from the Federation for hundreds of years. Naturally, they are not aware of the vicissitudes of life outside.

Others are already in the stars and the sea, and they are still trying to survive in the wasteland.

"If I could become an immortal, I wouldn't have to chance my luck today."

"Perhaps, even the legendary immortal may not be able to escape..." Chen Kedi murmured to himself.

Before committing suicide, the disciple of the Red World told Chen Kedi in private about all the causes and consequences of the turmoil for unknown reasons, letting him know the reason why Bai Mo became like this.

This information also reminded him of many things.

For example, it is possible that I was angered by the other party.

The followers of the Red World told him that the creator of this world was Bai Mo.

Theoretically speaking, as long as the other party is willing, the people in Chiyan City can definitely be brought back to the normal world.

Unlike the guys in Tianpu City who actively chose to come to the Nine Nether Realm and escaped from the Federation and the White Land at the same time, they were all people who entered this world by mistake and never thought about surviving here.

But for hundreds of years, Bai Mo never showed his face at all, and simply let them fend for themselves in Jiuyou.

This made Chen Kedi guess that he had become its accomplice because he had been deceived by the Red World. After the other party was destroyed, he was angered by Bai Mo.

Jiuyou is equivalent to a cage in which one is imprisoned.

Now, the emergence of a new space channel may mean that his sentence has expired?

He never told anyone about these absurd thoughts, but they still lingered in his mind.

"Anyway, we are free."

At this moment, True Lord Chiyan, Chen Kedi, has a much better mentality than True Lord Heavenly Punishment.

Because he has no enemies outside.

As for the hatred caused by being imprisoned...this is not much. After all, everything is just my guess and imagination, without any evidence at all.

Moreover, in this so-called "prison", no one has ever really restricted his freedom.

On the contrary, during the hundreds of years that he led everyone to truly fight for survival, he gradually realized that he had made the mistake of being too idealistic before.

It can be regarded as a "Longchang Enlightenment" in a sense.

…

"The agreement is over..."

In a deserted and deserted hall, a gust of wind inexplicably brought a piece of news. The young man who was sitting on the bone throne picked up the staff that was also placed on the throne and stood up thoughtfully.

After he picked it up, the staff began to slowly deform... extend...

After a while, the staff in his hand, which was almost the same height as a person, turned into a cold girl who happened to be hugged around the waist.

The gem originally set on the top of the staff stood upright between her eyebrows like a third eye.

"Qiu'er, what happened?" the girl asked with confusion on her face.

"It was him, he told us to leave."

"Senior? Didn't he have a thousand-year agreement with us? It's only half way through now. Is it because something happened?" The girl continued to ask.

"I don't know, but that's what he meant. Soul Society no longer needs us to guard it."

"Have you also received news from seniors?" At the same time, a faint green will-o'-the-wisp hurriedly broke into the hall and asked the two people on the throne.

The flickering flame began to slowly reorganize into a human form.

The three of them looked at each other, obviously confused about the situation.

…

At this moment, outside the main hall, the originally gray sky became even gloomier.

In the endless clouds, Bai Mo's ethereal figure strode from the sky to the ground.

"Your mission is over."

"The mission is over? Then where should I go?" The face of the will-o'-the-wisp humanoid, whose male and female figures couldn't be clearly distinguished, was full of confusion.

For hundreds of years, ghostly creatures like it have been living peacefully in this place called Soul Society.

From time to time, some of the same race will join the White Land, and from time to time, some of the same race will come here.

Time seemed to freeze as the cycle went on.

"Whatever."

"So I can still stay here?"

"Yes."

"Senior, are you leaving?" The three-eyed girl was the most perceptive and asked the question first.

"You are very smart. I am indeed leaving soon."

"Before I leave, I need to take care of everything."

"Have you reached the end of the immortal path and are ready to ascend?!" The young man named Xiao Chou said frankly.

"I want to ask you something." Bai Mo did not answer, but asked back.

"Senior, please speak."

"Do you still hate Ramudo?"

"How can I not hate him! If he hadn't wanted to take over my body, why would we end up like this today!" When mentioning the name of the enemy, Xiao Chou and Xiao Hen both couldn't control their emotions.

Five hundred years ago, Xiao Chou, who was extremely talented, was targeted by the seriously injured Shinto strongman Ramudo and was prepared to be the target of taking over his body.

In order to save Xiao Chou who fell into a coma due to the war of taking over the body, the elder sister Xiao Hen, under the guidance of Bai Mo, used a secret method to burn her own body to expel the residual soul of Ramdo.

This was a tragic victory.

Although the younger brother Xiao Chou survived, he was left with only a skeleton, walking in the world like an undead skeleton.

And the elder sister Xiao Hen even lost her body, and could only place her soul on a magic weapon.