Shuttle of the city

The unknown place is dark.

Ye Zichuan couldn't see how far he was, and couldn't see where he was and what was around him.

It is terribly quiet here, and he can hear his own heartbeat and breathing.

Is this hell?

Pluto pulled him here forcibly, and there seemed to be no other place besides hell.

Where is Pluto now?Why doesn't it appear?

Ye Zichuan opened the reincarnation eyes and saw a little more.

A few tens of meters in front of it seems to be a wall.

Rustle!

With the sound of footsteps, Ye Zichuan walked to the front of the wall, only then could he see clearly.

On the wall, there are many carvings and paintings, which seem to record a great battle.

One side is black and the other side is white.

On the black side, there are all kinds of ugly monsters. Eight achievements are creatures from hell.

On the white side, there are various gods with the god ring on their heads, some with white wings on their backs, some glowing all over, fighting against hell creatures.

And just between black and white, Ye Zichuan saw something special.

But if he made him frown, the things between the borders seemed to have been destroyed, with a lot of artificial nicks, and forcibly destroyed them.

In Ye Zichuan's gaze, the whole picture seemed to come to life.

The two colors of black and white are flowing, intertwined, entangled with each other, and attacked each other frantically.

It seems that they are inherently opposed and difficult to coexist.

After a while, the black and white picture changed.

In the black color, a white spot suddenly appeared, which is very eye-catching.

Among the white, there is also a black spot, which looks very abrupt.

Ye Zichuan seemed to think of something in his mind, and he felt suddenly enlightened, with a kind of enlightenment like enlightenment.

Tai Chi!

Wasn't that the way Tai Chi was born in the ancient Chinese civilization?

Yin and Yang are opposite, but there is a yang spot in the lunar yin, and a yin spot in the sun.

The extremes of things must reverse, the extremes of prosperity must decline.

This is the truth.

The boundary between black and white will never be so clear. There will be no picture where one party disappears and one party completely occupy the world.

The solitary yin is not long, and the solitary yang cannot last for long either.

Seeing this strange picture, Ye Zichuan hasn't recovered for a long time.

This picture gave him a revelation, but after thinking about it, it seems that it doesn't have much effect.

In an unknown place, why is there such a picture?

Who left this picture?

The flowing picture in front of me is gradually still, no more special changes.

It seems to be an ordinary portrayal, nothing surprising.

Ye Zichuan stayed here for a while, and then walked forward.

Under the sight of the reincarnation eye, there are very few sights.

The darkness here is too pure, not only the light, but even the other laws do not exist, completely disappeared.

After walking for a long, long time, as if walking on a single-plank bridge, there were no other intersections and forks around.

Finally, Ye Zichuan stopped.

In front of him, two doors appeared.

The two doors are intertwined, like a pair of yin and yang fish.

The black portal spouted with extreme darkness, and Ye Zichuan felt a thick evil and gloomy, as if it was a devil's bloodbath, waiting for him to get in.

The white portal is the exact opposite, holy and peaceful, with sacred brilliance flowing, strands of brilliance, and a little bit of aura, like a scene of feathering and soaring, full of beauty.

The white portal beckoned him, giving Ye Zichuan a very strong feeling.

As long as he enters this door, he can get all the good things, as if on a road to heaven, achieving supremacy.

The black portal is like a black hole, as if to swallow him.

Standing here, Ye Zichuan was caught in a fierce struggle.

Rustle!

He moved and walked towards the white portal step by step.

At this time, the fairy light gushing from the white door became more and more holy, as if he was baptizing him, allowing him to transform into an immortal body.

But just as he walked one meter to the white door, his footsteps suddenly turned, and he plunged directly into the big black door next to him.

In almost an instant, the colors of the two doors changed.

The original holy white has directly turned into a strong black, like thick black blood flowing, incomparably permeating.

In the rich black, there is a hideous face condensed, and a roar that makes the scalp numb, like a ghost howling miserably.

And after Ye Zichuan rushed into the black portal, everything around him became quiet.

There is no darkness, no evil, and no weird things.

Ye Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief from the quiet surroundings.

He just felt as if he was stunned, the temptation of the white portal was too great, it was like seduce him to become a flying fairy.

Fortunately, at the last minute, he struggled and broke into the black portal.

The reason for this decision is that he thought of the scene he saw when he first came in.

Black and white are opposed to each other, and the extremes of things must be reversed.

Fortunately, he made the right choice.

It has become a lot brighter, like the remains of ancient buildings, full of historical staleness.

Dilapidated palaces, collapsed stone pillars, and broken stone tablets with ancient characters inscribed on them.

It's a pity that Ye Zichuan couldn't understand these handwritings.

Not those ancient Chinese characters, but the characters of another civilization.

"The words of the gods..."

After reading these words carefully, Ye Zichuan found some similarities.

Kane's name once appeared in the Covenant of the Gods, and those two words were very similar to these words now.

Is this a relic of the gods somewhere?

At this moment, Ye Zichuan suddenly seemed to feel something, and his figure flashed, hiding directly behind a stone pillar.

"%#……"

A strange voice suddenly sounded here, speaking in an unfamiliar language.

Ye Zichuan looked forward behind the stone pillar and saw two figures.

These two figures came from a distance, muttering all the way, and gradually walked away.

They all exudes a faint light, their bodies look solid, but they also have a sense of illusion and transparency.

Looking at these two figures, Ye Zichuan flashed a brilliance in his eyes.

"soul……"

That's right!

The two people who just walked past were soul bodies, not real bodies.

The human soul is illusory, and even many people don't think there is such a thing as a soul.

Only when the soul is extremely powerful can it condense into such an entity, just like an energy body.

Although Ye Zichuan could not understand the language of the two of them, he caught their soul fluctuations and analyzed their words.

These two people just said to the effect that when they have been here for such a long time, they are tall.

What is this place?