The consciousness seems to have broken away from the limitations of the body and is wandering in the endless clouds and mist.

The Spirit Tribe people who were operating the magic circle around Xinghen did not notice the intrusion of the uninvited guests.

There was only a foreign cultivator with a numb expression sitting cross-legged in the formation, letting all his spiritual energy continue to flow away, looking at the star marks on the barrier with a dull gaze, and vaguely seemed to see something passing by, which made him startled.

Eyes wide open.

"Buzz——"

The moment Yu Ling passed through the star mark of the barrier, the light of the magic circle flickered on and off. A Taoist cultivator couldn't help but look around in confusion, wondering: "What's going on? Is anyone passing by?"

"Is there anyone else besides us?" his companion asked without raising his head.

"But it was clear just now..."

"It is estimated that the energy supply of a certain branch is insufficient, so the spare personnel are filled into the star marks. Otherwise, there will be people rushing outside to seek death on their own?"

"……Too."

These words could no longer reach Yu Ling's ears, because he lost consciousness for a moment and could no longer sense the existence of his body in a trance.

Overlapping time and space, weird scenes, indescribable world...

Confusing information poured into his mind, and the picture that appeared in front of him was completely beyond ordinary people's understanding, giving him a splitting headache.

Yu Ling tried to close his eyes, but he no longer had "eyes" because he did not rely on vision to observe the world outside the stars.

Intricate fragments flickered and appeared, and he seemed to see many people and things that should not exist, and heard some vague and illusory voices. They were like ghosts, somewhere between existence and non-existence.

"The end of the world...I saw it."

"How could this happen? Why do I age so fast? How can I go back..."

"Lies! They're all lies! Hahahaha..."

"This is, how many thousand years has this been, I can't tell..."

"Xuanling Linghuang is dead, but can we still go back?"

"Ling'er, Ran'er, Meng'er... are you okay? I miss you so much..."

What?

In the vast amount of information and sounds, Yu Ling suddenly captured something key, which reawakened his blank thoughts.

Severe pain was still hitting his nerve endings crazily, but he had regained his sanity and ability to think.

He looked down and saw that he had not disintegrated into dust in the universe, and there was not even a single scratch on his body.

As for why I couldn't feel my body just now, I'm afraid it's because my consciousness fell into confusion.

He calmed down, raised his head and looked around. What he saw was not pure darkness, but even a bit colorful.

It's just that the bright colors are like deadly poisonous snakes, which will make him dizzy if he stares at them for a long time.

Because this is a disordered world, any creature growing up in an ordered world will feel sincerely weird and chaotic.

Time and space were completely disrupted, and what appeared before our eyes were all kinds of strange spliced ​​and sutured bodies, such as stones that had only one plane when viewed horizontally and vertically, and corpses of cultivators with extremely distorted limbs and faces.

Everything looks like an abstract painting by Picasso, with the boundaries between plane and solid lost, as if all rules and regulations are a joke.

Many ancient things floated past Yu Ling, such as a blood-stained ring-shaped jade pendant. He stretched out his hand and could touch the cold and warm feeling, but he couldn't grasp it.

But he has no intention of exploring these magical phenomena now, because he clearly remembers hearing Yu Qingxuan's voice.

It's just that Yu Ling has vaguely realized that outside the barrier star mark, time and space overlap. The people he sees and the things he hears may not exist in the present, but may be echoes of past time and space.

But no matter what...as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he is willing to do whatever it takes to pursue it.

Because this was originally his purpose of crossing the barrier star mark.

Yuling turned around and looked at the location of Xinghen in her memory. As expected, she saw nothing.

Overlapping phantoms that existed in an unknown period of time and space blocked his sight, hiding the real star marks of the barrier in unknown corners. If he wanted to go back, he would have to be extremely lucky.

It doesn't matter, if he can't go back, he can't go back. He just wants to know whether Yu Qingxuan is alive or dead.

So, I embarked on a journey with no end.

With no concept of time or space, Yu Ling didn't know if he was moving forward, but his footsteps never stopped.

It's very lively here, but it's also very quiet here.

He is like a lonely traveler who has seen many scenery, and even he himself has become the scenery here.

If anyone else comes here in the future, they may also see the phantom of him walking alone.

One day? Two days?

January? Two months?

One year...or ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years?

Don't know, and have no way of knowing.

It feels like...it's been a long, long time.

It was so long that he almost forgot who he was.

He seems to be starting to get older.

Yu Ling looked down at his hands, his skin was slightly loose. Since there was no mirror, he could only examine his face through his soul thoughts.

It looks like... he has entered his forties, and even has a few gray hairs.

Judging from his current longevity, thousands of years must have passed.

But why does it feel like...it hasn't been that long?

So, will he die of old age here?

After a brief silence and pause, Yu Ling walked forward again.

If you don't know where to go, you can never stay where you are.

…

It’s been another long time.

There are fewer and fewer colors around, and more and more empty darkness.

Darkness is the original appearance of this world, and all colored people and objects are unauthorized intruders.

Yu Ling began to feel tired.

He sat on a touchable meteorite and looked at the never-ending darkness.

There seemed to be some voice whispering in the darkness, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

Outside the Star Traces was not as dangerous as he imagined, but loneliness and emptiness were the natural enemies of all life.

He squinted his eyes, feeling shaken and hesitant for the first time.

He has gone through more than half of his life, but he has not found any clues related to Yu Qingxuan.

The most frightening thing is that he does not age gradually, but exponentially. It seems that he will live a year in one day.

Maybe, he went in the wrong direction. Because in Yu Qingxuan's condition at that time, it was almost impossible to go such a far place.

But what if, if he looks back now, he happens to miss it...

The scattered soul thoughts still found nothing. To be precise, Yu Ling had no idea how many meters his soul thoughts had spread. In many cases, it seemed that he could not see as far as his eyes.

He lay on the cold stone, feeling deathly silence and confusion flooding over him like a tide, making him feel extremely sleepy.

He seemed to be asleep, but also seemed to be awake.

In this dream-like state, he saw a zero in a very far away place.

No, it was an oval sphere with white light flashing and flowing inside the ball.

It stands alone, the only source of light in this darkness, and may be swallowed up at any time.

Countless spatial turbulence surrounds it, and it strives to maintain its roundness, like a fragile eggshell, protecting the life inside and resisting the tide of disorder and chaos.

But one day, a crack suddenly appeared, as if a shocking scar was scratched on its face.

So the endless turbulence rushed in crazily along this gap, impacting the world inside the shell.

It's just the orderly Tao that faithfully guards this world. These turbulent currents and turbulent flow zones can only swim around the inner and outer edges of the eggshell. Occasionally, some of them can invade the interior, but in the end they have no climate.

It silently licked its scars, but for more than 10,000 years, this crack has never healed.

It watched one tiny person after another walk out of its wounds, toward the end of the world, and then turned into dust.

It doesn't understand what these people are chasing or exploring, and it won't stop them.

It has existed so lonely and silently since its birth, and it has been like this ever since.

When it got further and further away until it disappeared from the end of sight, Yu Ling finally woke up.

So he finally realized that everything about the barrier star mark was just a lie.
Chapter completed!