Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 937 Lingering Shadow
The will of the universe?

Han Zhan looked at him suspiciously, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was some truth in it.

This is the River of Eternal Darkness. Anyone who has been swallowed here and still survived until now cannot be an ordinary person.

Could it be that the old man in front of him is really the will of the universe that was swallowed by the River of Eternal Darkness?

"But this is meaningless now."

"Even if I figure out who I am, it doesn't matter. I will just be wasting my remaining spiritual body in reincarnation after reincarnation."

The old man said this and shook his head pessimistically.

From the old man’s words, Han Zhan caught another word, "reincarnation".

The end, death, reincarnation.

"Endless reincarnation, endless death, this process repeats over and over again until the one being devoured is completely annihilated. This is the River of Eternal Darkness."

"We are like the ghosts on this river that refuse to leave. We have another name for ourselves."

"The lingering shadow."

The old man's words made Han Zhan silent.

After a moment, he raised his head and asked again: "Are there many lingering shadows like this?"

The old man nodded, confirming his words.

"The lingering shadows are the result of the unwillingness and obsession of those who were devoured."

"In the endless cycle of reincarnation, once their thoughts fade away, they will completely disappear into the river."

"There were so many lingering shadows in the past, so many that when the boat sailed out, they were all floating on the river, densely packed."

"But now, you can see that the entire surface of the River of Eternal Darkness is empty. There are far, far fewer people than before..."

It turned out to be the case.

Han Zhan nodded his chin lightly, and just when he was about to ask something else, the old man suddenly waved at him.

"arrive."

"What's arrived?" Han Zhan was stunned.

"We have reached the end of the River of Eternal Darkness. We have also reached the end of death. Young man, we will see each other in the next reincarnation."

As the old man finished speaking, a huge, silent, dark whirlpool suddenly appeared in front of the wooden boat that had been sailing rapidly on the river.

Facing this whirlpool, the small wooden boat was like a small boat in the vast ocean, completely powerless to resist.

The next second, the wooden boat was swallowed by the whirlpool.

The surface of the River of Everlasting Darkness returned to calm.

……

Han Zhan felt dizzy and then he appeared on the wooden boat.

He rubbed his swollen temples.

The golden ticket teleported him here. The whole process was so simple and crude that it made his brain confused for a moment.

"What am I doing?"

"Yes, I need to complete the qualification test of Dawnbreak No. 1 and pass the entire River of Eternal Darkness."

Han Zhan shook his dizzy head to make his memory clearer.

The wooden boat began to move forward slowly.

The surface of the River of Eternal Darkness was silent, with only the sound of slight ripples and Han Zhan's own heartbeat.

thump! thump!
thump! thump! thump!
Han Zhan was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have an illusion and turned around suddenly as if possessed by a ghost.

He saw a vague black shadow appear in a corner of the cabin. It was an old man.

Although the old man looked very old, there were not many wrinkles on his face, so one could just barely make out his appearance.

A familiar look that seems familiar.

"Who are you?" Han Zhan asked warily.

"Who am I?" The old man shook his head. "That's not important."

"Just know that we're in the same boat."

This mysterious old man suddenly tapped on the boat window and hummed rhythmically. His voice was hoarse and low, full of vicissitudes of life.

"Open the window and look at the river."

"We are born to die." The Korean War witnessed the birth and death of another era of the universe.

Strange, why use "again"... Han Zhan asked himself in surprise.

At this moment, a huge dark whirlpool appeared silently and quietly swallowed the small wooden boat sailing on the river!

……

Han Zhan regained consciousness on the wooden boat.

He rubbed his temples hard, his eyes becoming more confused.

"Where am I...?"

"Why am I here?"

The wooden boat pushed aside the waves on the river, and a figure suddenly appeared in a corner of the cabin.

He was an old man, in good spirits and with no wrinkles on his face. Han Zhan always felt a sense of familiarity when he looked at him.

Han Zhan opened his mouth, but a deep and hoarse voice rang out from his throat:

"who are you?"

The old man looked at himself with a smile and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that we are in the same boat."

The birth and death of the universe kept repeating before Han Zhan's eyes.

A whirlpool appeared silently and swallowed up the lonely boat.

……

A figure appeared on the wooden boat.

The young man opposite looked at this corner with vigilance and shouted, "Who are you?"

"Who... am I?" The hoarse and low-pitched figure looked terribly old, with wrinkles all over his face, and even his appearance had become blurry.

He looked down at his hands blankly, then raised his head and looked at the young man opposite him who was asking the question.

"and who are you?"

"I'm Han Zhan. Tell me, who are you?" the young man continued to ask.

"Han Zhan, Han Zhan..."

The old man felt that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"Han Zhan" smiled faintly at him and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter who you are. What matters is that we are in the same boat."

"Look below the river, that is the picture of the universe from birth to extinction, how magnificent and spectacular it is."

Hearing this, the old man opened the boat window and looked down at the river.

Sure enough, he saw the universe explode and be born from the singularity, stars condense, and life multiply.

As he was watching carefully, he suddenly saw a scene that froze his eyes:
They were a young couple, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, just like a perfect match.

They were riding in a small boat, sailing upstream in the turbulent golden river.

When the old man saw this scene, he felt his chaotic brain explode in an instant, and the "answer" was about to come out.

At this moment, the man who called himself "Han Zhan" who was sitting on the same wooden boat opposite him suddenly spoke in a voice as gentle as jade:
"Do people in later generations also have the ability to travel upstream?"

"Let me see..."

After finishing speaking, "Han Zhan" suddenly stretched out his hand and shattered the picture in the river.

The water ripples.

It also made the "answer" that the old man was about to give out fall silent again.

In this hasty movement and stillness, an antique prop that looked like a seal fell out of "Han Zhan's" pocket, sank into the river and disappeared.

Looking at this scene, "Han Zhan" rubbed his eyebrows impatiently.

"You actually want to use this method to disturb me. It's really annoying."

"The will of the universe."

He raised his head and looked into the endless darkness.

There is nothing there.

(End of this chapter)