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With broken glass shards all over his palm, Gao Ming crawled out of the fire. He didn't need to call for the Blood and Flesh Immortal to reunite beside him, grabbing him and running towards the exit.

At this time, Gao Ming discovered something strange. The spider monster with a child's head seemed to be letting him go on purpose. He was fully capable of stopping the Blood and Flesh Ghost God just now. As long as he could delay for half a second, Gao Ming would be ruthlessly crushed to death by the Unspeakable.

The fog around Gao Ming was close to normal. The eye hidden in the fog first glanced at the spider monster, then another eyeball emerged, followed by a mouth covered with scars.

This was the only Unspeakable who revealed part of his true body. He moved his lips slightly and said a word in the direction of Gao Ming - seal.

Nothing in the world has changed, only the Blood and Flesh Ghost God screamed, his eyes were filled with hatred and anger, his body was shrinking, his power began to weaken, and the connection between him and Gao Ming also faded.

All ghosts, living people and residual gods living in the vast sea seem to be imprisoned in some way, and only outsiders have a chance to really leave.

The main target of the eyeball is the blood and flesh fairy. The two seem to have a blood feud before the shadow world died. Gao Ming was only affected secondarily.

The pace slowed down. The blood and flesh ghost seemed to know that he could not leave with Gao Ming. He concentrated all his strength on the arm that grabbed Gao Ming, forming a thick blood cocoon on Gao Ming's body surface. Then he made a desperate move, carrying Gao Ming's countless deaths and his own memories, burning the divine fire, and throwing Gao Ming to the exit of the tunnel.

Life, soul, memory, faith, everything about Gao Ming seemed to be forcibly sealed. Hidden in the blood cocoon, he looked back in the increasingly thin mist.

Everything was fading away, the students, the evil ghosts in the East District, and the unspeakable things hiding in the black fog.

The body wrapped in the blood cocoon fell to the ground, and a faint light shone on it through the fog. The tunnel exit was just a few steps away, but these few steps seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

There was a reason why the murderer stopped Gao Ming. If he couldn't even kill the murderer, he would definitely not be able to get out. Only by being stronger than the strongest self could he go further.

The car accident and collision made Gao Ming's body almost fall apart even if it was protected by the blood cocoon. His eyes were bloodshot.

What was more desperate than having no hope was that hope was right in front of him, but everything seemed to have been destined.

"If I die this time, can I still open my eyes on the night train of the Ghost Festival?"

Gao Ming had no answer in his heart. He grabbed the gravel on the ground and wanted to crawl forward. Unspeakable horror appeared behind him. They dismembered the body of the flesh and blood ghost. When he was about to approach, a blood-red chain suddenly stretched out from outside the tunnel and wrapped around Gao Ming's arm.

The chain was very similar to the chain in Gao Ming's prison, but it was fundamentally different. The chain was a dazzling red, full of crimes, soaked in sins, and entangled with karma.

The place where Gao Ming's skin touched the chain left an ugly scar like a birthmark, and then his body was dragged, and the chain pulled him out of the tunnel.

The fog turned into a normal color. The moment Gao Ming left the tunnel, he used his last strength to stimulate his eyes. The eyes that contained the power of the past and the future saw the truth.

The night was divided into two, with the Hate Mountain as the boundary. One side was the normal world, and the other side was where the vast sea was.

But Gao Ming could not see any city buildings. The so-called vast sea was just a huge tomb shrouded in death and boundless!

All the memories of the citizens of the vast sea, including their lives, were all false. They were just souls trapped in the tomb, and occasionally there would be a few people who strayed into it.

"Lu Zang is right. Humans and ghosts are reversed. No wonder there are so many black and white portraits in the vast sea. They were dead, they died a long time ago!"

The seal word recited by the indescribable merged into Gao Ming's body. After the flesh and blood ghosts were sealed, he was powerless to struggle.

All Gao Ming could do was to hide all his memories in the torture house first, and finally remember the indescribable figures in the tunnel.

"The eyeballs in the black fog, the unknown monster that turned the big ghost in the East District into petals, the spider with a blood door stuck on its body, and the tombstone that appeared at the end, the four of them seemed to belong to different forces. After I recover, I will find a chance to "visit" them one by one."

The body was dragged by the chains, and Gao Ming could not be considered to have successfully escaped the "cage" of fate, because his memories and things in the vast sea were deprived of the seal word, and his soul was not completely free.

The will comparable to that of a god could not resist the seal word. Gao Ming wrapped the last memory with his broken will and hid it in the torture house, and he also fell into a coma.

Faintly, Gao Ming felt a fierce fight erupting around him. His body was covered with sin and blood. The person who helped him had to abandon him and focus on fighting.

As for the final result, Gao Ming didn't know. He seemed to hear the words "13th", "fate", "Lu Zang", "ghost in the grave", "restore everything". He couldn't fully understand the meaning behind these words, but one thing was certain, he came to the real reality outside the vast sea.

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The whole body was in pain, as if he had a long nightmare. I don't know if it was a few hours, a few days, or a few months.

Gao Ming woke up in a daze, his eyes narrowed a little, he saw the white ceiling and smelled the smell of disinfectant, it seemed like he was in a hospital.

The treatment equipment made a sound, someone ran quickly in the corridor, the door of the ward was opened, and a voice came into Gao Ming's ears.

"He woke up! He woke up!"

"What a miracle! He can wake up after being in a coma for so long! Go and call the doctor!"

The noisy sound waves rushed into the brain, and the unbearable pain made Gao Ming lose consciousness again.

The clock on the wall kept ticking, as if water drops kept dripping.

The night faded, the sun shone on his face, Gao Ming felt his body was being swung, he opened his eyes in a daze, this time he could be sure that he was lying on a hospital bed, he was the only one in the huge ward.

"Teacher Gao, you finally woke up. You scared me last night. I really thought it was just a flash of life." The nurse was very young. From her tone of voice, it could be heard that she respected Gao Ming very much.

"Teacher Gao?" Gao Ming seemed to have no impression that anyone had ever called him that.

He tried to recall, but his mind was blank. Many very important memories could not be recalled.

"You just woke up. Don't be anxious. Don't force yourself to think."