There was darkness, and there was only the deepest silence in the darkness, as if it could not accommodate a trace of unnecessary color.

When Yu Ling woke up from her coma, she found that such panicking darkness was everywhere, and nothing else was like his eyes lost their function.

He fell from a suspension bridge that was unknown at a height. It was said that he should have been crushed to pieces. However, he looked inside his body in the dark and found that there was no scar at all, and there were no external and internal injuries.

He stood up in a daze and finally found something wrong. When he focused on his Dantian, he suddenly realized that his spiritual power was no longer the familiar pure white, but the dark black filled with the abyss!

Yu Ling finally realized that the endless surroundings were not just the pure darkness, but the boundless abyss aura, and it was so rich that it made people feel numb.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma here. No matter how powerful the Tao Yuan Zhi and the Ancient Wilderness Art were, he could not resist the erosion of the Dark Abyss energy without his consciousness. This result was really normal.

It seems that he may not be able to leave the Dark Abyss for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this very desperate fact, Yu Ling found that he was surprisingly calm and accepted the result.

Perhaps it is because he is not even sure whether he can survive. At least, he doesn’t even know how to leave this dark place.

He walked aimlessly for a while, but found that there was still darkness around him. Even when he reached out and touched the bottom, there was nothing left. I really don't know how he was walking around here.

Could it be that being trapped in this endless darkness is his last destination?

For anyone, this is a more devastating result than direct death.

Even though Yu Ling was determined enough, after walking alone in a daze for a while, she felt indescribable fatigue and despair.

In this endless darkness, without color, without sound, nothing, he alone, and endless long time, this is definitely the most terrible torture in the world. Perhaps, he should have chosen to end his life, after all, as early as when he fell into the abyss, he had already had the awareness of facing death.

But he did not aim his sword at himself in the end, and he was not so cowardly that he needed to commit suicide.

Even though he was desperate, he was still walking, looking for hope without a way out, day after day, year after year, until the years seemed to flow to the end.

In his perception, it seemed that dozens or hundreds of years had passed, but his hair was still black and his hands were as it was, as if time had left no trace on him.

Or maybe everything was his illusion, but in fact it didn't have as long as it had been.

But why... he felt that everything was so long that even the people in his memory began to become blurred?

It seemed that familiar faces were passing by in the darkness, and they seemed to be waiting for him to leave this desperate land and return to the bright world. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember the appearance of these people, as if there was a long time left.

He vaguely remembered that he had a brother who was a friend of life and death. He seemed to have the word "white" in his name, but he liked to wear red clothes. He vaguely remembered that he had a force he had made, what kind of sect he was called? It contained a lot of his expectations. He still remembered that there was a loose and free place, but it made people feel very warm. There were many people he was familiar with, including men and women, girls in purple, young people in white, confused and ignorant young people, cold and arrogant girl in blue, a willful girl, and too many people...

Unfortunately, he couldn't remember it clearly, as if there was some power that erased his memory bit by bit.

Even he was about to forget that his name was Yuling.

He vaguely felt that his name seemed to be Qin Yue.

The two names were entangled in his mind, which made him feel a splitting headache and even his consciousness was almost in chaos.

Is he Qin Yue or Yu Ling?

All, or, none?

Who is he?

A strange picture suddenly broke into his world. It was a tall black altar, surrounded by desolate and deserted, without a trace of people, only a purple-red demon moon and endless dark abyss aura, and a black tide that undulates endlessly, washing the altar.

Someday, a ray of light suddenly appeared on the altar, and a faint black shadow formed a shape, shaped like a human shape, but it was blurred.

He sat alone on the altar and stayed for endless years. Finally, he felt lonely. With his thoughts, countless ghosts appeared beside the altar. Some of them absorbed the abyss and gradually turned into entities, turning into blue-black giants. They all knelt on the ground and called him king.

He was finally no longer lonely.

Gradually, there were more outsiders in this quiet and deserted land. His strength was still weak compared to them, but he had endless subordinates, so he was never afraid.

Until these outsiders are enclosed into the rules of the dark abyss, eternal life cannot leave.

From then on, he no longer felt lonely. But as time continued, he began to feel bored. He heard from outsiders that the world was very wide, and it was not only the small territory he had.

He began to yearn for the outside world, but he failed, and the rules of the Dark Abyss were used by him, but he had to be bound to it.

He endured it for the time being, trying hard to accumulate his strength, but he didn't know what level he broke through, but he finally destroyed the altar in anger and rushed out of this place that was like a cage to him.

What happened later, later?

There seemed to be a white light exploding in the darkness, and the headache was split. He finally realized that he was not him.

He is the king of the Dark Abyss, he is Yu Ling, or Qin Yue, it doesn't matter.

"Your soul is like rootless duckweed. It is logically easy to be replaced, but I still failed... I am very curious, what exactly is in your soul sea?"

In the darkness, there was only a voice with a little curiosity.

Yu Ling did not answer, but just calmed down her trance thoughts, and then realized what kind of danger she had just experienced.

At some point, he had fallen into the other party's step by step erosion and assimilation until the people and things in his memory gradually became blurred, until he could not even remember who he was.

He looked at his body again. Everything was as usual, but his spiritual power was still penetrated by the dark abyss. It seemed that the first scene was real. It was precisely because of the discovery of the problem of spiritual power that his mind and spirit had a flaw, which was eroded little by little in confusion and despair.

"It seems that you don't know it yourself." The other party asked and answered.

Yu Ling couldn't help but be stunned. After experiencing things again and again, he certainly knew that there seemed to be some magical object in his soul sea. Last time by the Ice Mirror Lake, the woman in black gauze guessed whether it was an ancient Horcrux.

But Yu Ling himself really couldn't figure out when something was added to his soul sea, but he didn't notice it at all?

But now is obviously not a good time to think about this issue.

Yu Ling's thoughts returned to normal, so he carefully kept his mind and asked to the empty darkness in front of him: "Why are you here?"

There was a bit of amusing and ridicule in the voice: "Why can't I be here? Could it be that I should be in your spiritual ring?"

This sentence is equivalent to admitting that he is the king of the Dark Abyss and the seemingly inconspicuous black jade.
Chapter completed!