Above the gray fog

Tushan Ranqi left the human tribe and flew towards the fox tribe with the pressure of the gods.

She didn't even realize that there was another Tushan Ranqi in the original place.

Tushan Ranqi, who stayed in the original place, looked at the flying Tushan Ranqi in confusion.

She looked at her transparent hands and didn't know what happened for a while.

"Soul state?"

"No... His soul is complete, I am her 'existence', and there was a problem in the process of becoming a god."

Tushan Ranqi was floating in the original place, quietly thinking about the possibility of this state.

What can separate a person's existence?

No matter how the soul is split, the 'existence' is always complete. The location of the existence is called the 'body'. No matter how many 'clones' there are, no additional consciousness will be born. The 'existence' of a living being represents the uniqueness and integrity of the living being.

However, if the 'existence' is split, the separated 'existence' will give birth to a new consciousness. If you want to merge the two, one of the two existences must die, which is a real death.

Under normal circumstances, there is no fusion of 'existence', only one side absorbs the other.

If the soul is a super-matter, then ‘existence’ belongs to the rule-level matter. Even the master is afraid of the split of ‘existence’, because no one knows you better than yourself.

Tushan Ranqi recalled the ancient books he had seen before, and it seemed that similar situations had occurred.

“Lin Shan…should still be alive. In His eyes, Lin Shan is already dead, and even at the level of cosmic rules, Lin Shan is already dead, but my appearance means that there must be an accident. If He knew that Lin Shan was not dead, he would instantly fall from the throne… At that time, perhaps we would still have the possibility of fusion.”

“But I don’t want to be Tushan Ranqi anymore. Now I am no longer Tushan Ranqi, so let Him take all this on my behalf. I want to… live the life I once dreamed of.”

“Ran, Jiu, Mu, Qi, Qi, Mu, …”

“From today on, my name is…”

“Lin Jiuqi!”

“No, it doesn’t sound good, then call me Lin Qi!”

“It doesn’t sound good either… I’ll think about it later!”

Tushan Ranqi clenched his fists and suppressed his excitement.

She could finally...live for herself once.

Then, she sighed again.

She was not even a soul body now, but just a manifestation of a rule.

As the other Tushan Ranqi moved away, she felt that her thinking became more and more dull.

Her brain was almost blank.

She knew that she had no brain at all now, not even a soul, and it was a miracle that she could still think.

Her thinking seemed very smooth, but in fact, it had been a long time since she was born, and every thought took a lot of time. As the connection with the other Tushan Ranqi was completely cut off, her consciousness fell into chaos, like a wisp of erratic breeze, attracted by the human race, as if there was her final destination.

The border of the human circle.

In the endless sea of ​​stars, a stream of light passed quickly.

At a certain moment, the stream of light suddenly stopped.

Lin Shan stared at the small golden longbow in his hand in a daze.

"Is this... Yi bow?"

"The other half of me, using the 'Yi bow'?"

Before he could think more, a fatal sense of weakness enveloped him.

This feeling is like tens of thousands of years of life have been taken away.

In fact, it is true. The life of Sequence 6, plus the life of Sequence 5, has all been taken away. Now he is like an old man who is about to die.

Lin Shan's face is solemn. He never thought that things would develop like this.

What did the other half of Lin Shan do?

Even gods as powerful as Shanhai will die due to exhaustion of life. Except for the old gods, Lin Shan has never seen anything that can escape the shackles of life.

With a fluke mentality, Lin Shan looked at the feather pen in his mind.

[You can live for two minutes. ]

[Life is the time of the soul's existence. Without life, your soul will die, and the source will return to the source sea. If nothing unexpected happens, you will disappear completely. ]

Lin Shan: "Is there no way?"

[Unless a miracle happens, but your existence itself is a miracle. Maybe there will be changes that I don't know about. ]

Lin Shan looked at the white handwriting in his mind and remained silent.

"Lin Shan, you are going to die."

"You are just an ordinary mortal spirit. It is not easy to live for such a long time. Just die peacefully next."

"Although there are still some troubles..."

A vague voice appeared in his ears, and it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Blood kept coming out of Lin Shan's eyes, nose, and ears, and his body was gradually disappearing.

Indistinctly, Lin Shan saw endless tentacles densely covered in the void of the universe.

They seemed to be excited and dancing desperately.

"Crack!"

A crack appeared in the void somewhere.

The crack spread like a spider web to the endless void.

Like breaking an eggshell, pieces of space fragments fell, and a blood-red big eye stared at Lin Shan through the broken hole.

This eyeball alone is like a planet in the universe. How big would the monster behind this hole be?

My existence is a miracle, is there anything different about him?

What was the thing that just talked to him?

Why are there so many tentacles?

At this time, Lin Shan no longer had the heart to think about these things.

He could feel himself disappearing.

Consciousness, soul, and even the characteristics in the soul are all disappearing.

After hundreds of years of hard work, countless life and death experiences, and breakthroughs, has it finally come to the end?

"It seems that someone doesn't want you to die."

The voice appeared again, and Lin Shan finally couldn't bear the influence of the voice, and exploded directly, turning into a blood mist.

The tentacles densely covered in the void danced more happily, as if it was a bloody feast.

Human race.

Hell.

In front of the gate of hell.

Xia Xuan, dressed in a black dress, stood quietly.

Surrounded by endless souls.

At a certain moment.

A black light flashed in Xia Xuan's eyes.

A little light flashed in front of him.

The transparent Lin Shan appeared in front of the gate of hell.

The two fragments of Lin Shan are dead. The Lin Shan standing here is not any fragment, he is the unique Lin Shan.

The parchment and quill pen quietly floated in his mind.

At this moment, Lin Shan finally knew where the parchment and quill pen were lodged.

They have always been in their own "existence".

Xia Xuan's voice came.

"From the perspective of the rules of the universe, you are dead and your soul has been scattered." Xia Xuan said softly, with an unknown cube pattern flashing in her eyes, like many cubes pieced together to form an irregular shape.

Lin Shan was silent for a long time. He was sorting out his memories. The memories of the two fragments of Lin Shan merged together. It felt very strange to have two memories at the same time.

After a while, Lin Shan looked at Xia Xuan and asked, "Are you still Xia Xuan?"