Ronin from Douluo

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Zeng Yi did not hear the echoing bells.

He stood there blankly, his eyes had become numb and empty.

Zeng Yi put his head down and raised his feet again, wanting to continue moving forward.

This action has been mechanized.

Zeng Yi didn't know that he had successfully reached the end of the Divine Refining Steps and climbed to the top of the Divine Mountain.

One foot stepped in the air, causing Zeng Yi's body to stumble and wanted to fall.

Fortunately, Zeng Yi instinctively stabilized his body and did not fall down.

Because he knew that in his current state, once he fell, he would not be able to wake up.

No more steps?

Have I reached the end?

This thought came to mind. Zeng Yi raised his head and looked around, but found that he had not finished walking.

In front of us, there is another level of stairs.

keep going!

This sentence seemed to turn into will, shining in my heart, becoming the only instruction, and my body acted instinctively.

When Zeng Yi stepped onto that step.

Da~

Just like a stone dropped on a calm lake, it caused waves.

The world has changed!

The surrounding environment changes like a canvas, no longer on the stone steps of the sacred mountain.

This is a plain.

High in the sky, there are dark clouds.

Boom!

In the distant horizon, blue-purple arcs tore through the sky, followed by roaring thunder!

A drop of rain fell from the sky on Zeng Yi's cheek.

He not only raised his head and looked at the dark cloud-covered sky.

"It's raining..."

Ta-ta-ta~

Gradually, the raindrops began to become denser, and soon it was a heavy downpour!

On the ground, Zeng Yi still took steps, without stopping, and continued to move forward.

The heavy rain covered the figure who kept moving forward, making everything wet.

In this rain curtain, even the world becomes blurry.

In a world where there is only the sound of thunder, lightning, and rain, the man on the earth is still moving forward.

The rain was loud, and there was nothing else in this world except this downpour.

In this gray world.

Loneliness is the only main theme.

Why does this happen?

Zeng Yi didn't know, but there was always a voice shouting in his heart.

Can't stop.

So, even if it rains heavily.

Even if the rain makes me unable to open my eyes.

Even if the cold is eating away at my body.

He also keeps moving forward.

In this gray time, even the passage of time becomes blurred.

There is no concept of time anymore.

Zeng Yi didn't know how much time had passed.

One day? Two days? Or a week?

Or one month? Half a year? One year?

Or how many years?

Time has become unimportant to Zeng Yi.

All he knew was that in this vast land, water had covered his knees.

Every step he took seemed extremely difficult.

My spirit became numb, and my eyes began to become blurry.

How long have you been gone?

How far have you traveled?

even......

What on earth am I doing?

This monotonous and lonely life of repeating one step after another began to make Zeng Yi forget his original purpose.

Even so, he didn't stop.

Moving forward has become instinctive.

After an unknown amount of time, Zeng Yi's neck was covered by this unprecedented downpour. The accumulated rainwater had already covered Zeng Yi's neck.

The water level is still rising.

The heavy rain is still falling.

The rain began to flood his entire body.

It seemed as if he would suffocate and die in the next moment.

And right here, he stepped on a step.

At that moment, the world began to change again.

This is a plateau.

Zeng Yi was walking on the plateau, heading into the distance.

And between heaven and earth, a terrifying violent wind blew.

The cold wind blew hard on Zeng Yi's body, like a blade, starting to tear his clothes and scratch his skin.

This huge wind force stopped his progress.

But even so, Zeng Yi's eyes were still fixed on the highest point, and he felt the tear in his body as he took steps forward.

The closer he gets, the stronger the wind becomes, and the scars on his body become more and more numerous.

However, Zeng Yi is like a pilgrim. Even the storm that scrapes the bones and blows away the soul cannot erase this spirit.

The physical body seems to have become a container and seems insignificant. Even if it is dilapidated, the will will never be destroyed.

Go against the wind!

I don’t know how long it took for Zeng Yi to reach the highest point of the plateau.

He took another step.

The world is changing again.

This is a cold ice field.

This freezing temperature caused the breath he exhaled to instantly turn into ice slag and fall to the ground.

The freezing temperature seemed to freeze even the soul.

Zeng Yi's face was already covered with hoarfrost.

Between the sky and the earth, heavy snow was flying and the cold wind was howling, seeming to engulf this tiny figure.

In this cold world, Zeng Yi could already feel his body beginning to stiffen and his blood coagulating, as if it would freeze in the next moment.

Can't stop!

Zeng Yi knew that if he stayed for a moment, he would be frozen and turn into an ice sculpture in this white world.

Snowflakes fell and piled on the man's body.

Dragging the heavy snow, we kept moving forward.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Zeng Yi crossed the ice field.

The hot temperatures melt the ice and snow.

Looking up, it was already an endless expanse of yellow sand.

Above the sky, a scorching sun hung.

Looking around, there are heat waves surging in the space.

It seems that space is distorted by this scorching temperature.

Zeng Yi took steps again and walked into this yellow sand world.

Under this scorching temperature, the water in the body is evaporating rapidly, and it seems that it will spontaneously ignite in the next moment.

Walking on the hot yellow sand, I don't know when the shoes have become tattered.

Walking barefoot on the hot yellow sand, his feet have become bloody and bloody, and even the pale bones can be seen.

The long, pitch-black hair also became dry due to the scorching heat and eventually fell off.

The clothes on his body had begun to spontaneously combust.

On the yellow sand, the figure keeps moving forward, even if his body becomes dilapidated, he keeps moving forward.

He had already forgotten the pain and difficulties, and faith was the only motivation to move forward.

After an unknown amount of time, he stepped onto the next level again.

The world begins to change again.

In the dim world, there are rotten dead trees all around.

The broken earth was covered with broken bodies and bones on the roadside, just like hell.

The pitch-black crow stood on the dead wood and screamed desperately.

Loneliness, despair, without a trace of life.

And the man walking on the earth is no longer the same as before.

The physical body has long since disappeared, leaving only the bones.

But even so, this humanoid skeleton is still moving forward.

The burning flames in his ferocious eyes were the only light in this lonely and desperate land.

The black crows were whispering, and there seemed to be a giant beast roaring in the abyss.

In the endless hell of despair, the bones are still moving forward.

He seemed to have traveled through time and experienced vicissitudes of life. Even the bones had dense cracks, as if the next one would be wiped out.

In the deep sockets of the eyes, the two flames began to get smaller and smaller, becoming weaker and weaker, and might be extinguished at any time.

Finally, he reached the end of the world.

There was a step there, and Bai Gu took steps up with slightly trembling steps.

At that moment, the world changed.

A ray of sunshine penetrated the dark clouds, and the light fell on the earth.

The broken earth begins to heal, despair disappears, and vitality revives!

The spring breeze blows on the earth, and buds begin to sprout on the dead trees.

The seeds in the ground still grow, breaking through the heavy soil, revealing green buds, rhizomes growing, green leaves unfolding, and flower buds blooming.

And the white bones began to grow blood and flesh.

White bones give birth to flesh, Nirvana and rebirth!

...

Dong dong dong——

The sacred mountain, the peak, and the endless ringing of bells!

This shocked everyone in the Sword God Palace.

It had obviously rang ten times just now, so why did it suddenly start ringing?

Moreover, there is still a continuous ringing of bells, which is deafening!

"What happened?"

"There has never been such a change in the Sword God Palace for thousands of years!"

Everyone on the sacred mountain felt incredible.

And this change caused the nine sword masters to gather at the top of the mountain.

The Excalibur Palace is a quaint palace.

Under the huge stone sword, stood that figure.

She was dressed in blue and had white hair. She heard the sound of the bell and turned around. Her eyes seemed to have penetrated time and space to see the man standing on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, she smiled.

After thousands of years of waiting, she finally waited for this man's arrival.

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