In the Blade

The nine Du Chengfengs, or the nine magic weapons, were originally part of Du Chengfeng.

Just like other magic weapons, they would return to his body, and now the nine selves that he killed also became part of him again, just like water will eventually flow into the sea, and like fallen leaves will eventually return to their roots.

But in this process, some things that did not belong to him also flowed into his body.

That was part of the thoughts of Wenquxingjun.

A thought that did not belong to him flowed into his mind, and this feeling was so familiar to Du Chengfeng. The nine selves in front of him were indeed himself, but they were also weapons used by Wenquxingjun.

And now, he who had harvested these weapons also felt that those attached to the weapons belonged to Wenquxingjun's consciousness.

This was undoubtedly a good opportunity for Du Chengfeng, and it was also a rare opportunity for him to feel his opponent more clearly, and he certainly would not let it go.

Feeling the memories carried by the nine weapons at the same time was undoubtedly a test for Du Chengfeng. In addition, he had not used this ability seriously for a while, so it was inevitable that he would feel a little unfamiliar when doing it - but soon, he still adapted to this feeling, and also adapted to the change between perspectives that he had experienced countless times.

It was as if he had become those weapons, or in other words, he himself was those weapons.

Then, Du Chengfeng felt that someone held him in his hand.

It was not Wenquxingjun who held him, but the person who challenged Wenquxingjun. These powerful people who mastered the magic weapons charged Wenquxingjun for their own future - but all this was meaningless after all. Facing the overwhelming Wenquxingjuns and the absolute numerical advantage, these former strong men finally fell under the suppression of countless ink.

Can quantity really be considered an advantage?

In the past, these strong men disdained this matter. They knew very well that the strong were strong, and no matter how many weak people there were, they were still weak. Just like cattle and sheep could not stop the tearing of tigers and wolves even in groups, strong men like them should be like tigers entering a flock of sheep when dealing with weak people like Wenquxingjun.

But now...

Numbers can really be considered an advantage.

Just like the saying that ants can kill elephants, not to mention that the elephants in front of them were another group of elephants. When these powerful enemies attacked them without martial ethics, their defeat became a matter of course.

So, they, who were once high and mighty, were defeated by the fighting methods of mortals, and even crushed into powder like mortals.

And their weapons were seized by their opponents.

That was Wenquxingjun, or the Wenquxingjuns. These Wenquxingjuns all looked exactly the same, and their behavior was not much different, but as the weapons in the hands of these Wenquxingjuns, Du Chengfeng could still feel the subtle differences between them - obviously, they were all Wenquxingjuns, but it could also be said that they were not Wenquxingjun himself.

So they wanted to be the real one.

Or, just start a new one.

"Huh?"

Du Chengfeng suddenly realized that something was wrong, just because the picture in front of him suddenly became blurred. Clearly, the Wenquxingjuns were still picking up their weapons the moment before, but the next moment, these Wenquxingjuns suddenly appeared in front of him!

Along with the appearance of these Wenquxingjuns, there were also those noisy sounds.

It seemed like the sound came from far away, but it seemed to be close at hand. Some of these sounds came from Wenquxingjun, Du Chengfeng could hear them, but some of them seemed to come from even farther away. Those sounds traveled through time and appeared in Du Chengfeng's ears and in his heart.

Du Chengfeng could clearly feel that this was the person that Wenquxingjun had seen, and this was the path that Wenquxingjun had walked.

This was the life of Wenquxingjun.

A lot of information poured into his mind, which was the experience of Wenquxingjun. Because the amount of information was too huge, the things recorded in those memories were too impressive, so that Du Chengfeng's original memory showed signs of forgetting.

Encountering this familiar situation, Du Chengfeng clearly realized what he was experiencing.

There is no doubt that this is a possession.

Unlike the passive possession he encountered when sharpening weapons before, this time it was from the Wenqu Star Lords, an active possession - the Wenqu Star Lords were consciously using their will and memory to cover his consciousness, his will, his past, and everything about him.

If he couldn't keep himself firm at this time, he would immediately become a new Wenqu Star Lord.

"... This?"

Du Chengfeng suddenly felt confused.

It's not that he hadn't experienced similar things before. He had experienced passive possession from weapons, and even active possession once, but it was precisely because of this experience that he could feel the difference more clearly.

This was not an active possession. Wenqu Star Lord had never thought of destroying his will and occupying his body. After all, he didn't have a body to occupy at the moment, and this kind of thing was meaningless.

This was more like assimilation.

Let him remember the experience of Wenquxingjun, let him remember everything about Wenquxingjun, when everything he has is covered, he will naturally become another Wenquxingjun.

The flowing silver light gathered together, but there were some impurities in the middle. It was at this time that Du Chengfeng realized that even his previous victory might have been predicted by Wenquxingjun, or the Wenquxingjuns.

If he lost, then everything would be over, but even if he won, he would be assimilated by Wenquxingjun.

The only one who walked out of here would be Wenquxingjun, not him.

This is the trap set by Wenquxingjun for him.

"Just like this, you want to beat me?"

Facing the nine Wenquxingjuns, Du Chengfeng's hands ignited with flames.

That was the broadsword that accompanied him all the way, and at this moment it once again responded to his call, just like when he fought with the gray-black fire phoenix. At that time, he faced thousands of troops that he had killed before - but this time, he faced only nine enemies.

Although there were nine powerful men, it was still too difficult to take him down with such a small number...

"...Hmm?"

When he chopped down with his knife, Du Chengfeng suddenly realized that something seemed wrong with his hand.

Although there was no feeling of hitting a physical object in this spiritual confrontation, this feeling of not hitting anything was really too strange. He clearly remembered that the dead souls he killed in his consciousness also had the feeling of being hit, but this time...

This time, Wenquxingjun turned into a pool of ink in front of him.

No matter how sharp the knife was, it was impossible to cut the ink, because it was just a pool of water stains. When the blade cut in, the water stains separated, but when the blade cut out, the water stains closed together again, condensing into the vague appearance of Wenquxingjun.

"You..." Du Chengfeng suddenly realized that even if he had calculated everything, he might not have really predicted the strength of Wenquxingjun.

The opponent's weird means, strange attack methods, and special fighting style... are simply unheard of!

It's as if the fighting style of Wenquxingjun is incompatible with everyone in this world.

"That's because you are too obedient to this world itself."

At this time, a Wenquxingjun with a blurred face suddenly spoke.

"Seeing you holding this knife, do you want to kill me with evil spirit? Why do you think evil spirit can be useful to us?"

"You... actually have your own consciousness?"

Du Chengfeng clenched the knife in his hand and felt the warmth from the handle.

The situation is not normal. It is obvious that he is facing only a memory of Wenquxingjun, but now this memory is speaking to him... And this means that he is not facing any consciousness at all, but the real Wenquxingjun himself!

He actually came to fight with him in person, which is a big deal!

"We are him, and we are not him."

At this time, the blurred figure spoke again.

"The body is just a carrier of consciousness, and the shell is just a constraint of consciousness... You only want to follow the power of this world, but never think about exploring the truth itself."

As he said this, the hand of the vague figure touched Du Chengfeng's shoulder.

Du Chengfeng had clearly made a dodging move, but he was still touched on the shoulder by that hand. This was not so much an actual touch as an infection of consciousness - so, in just a moment, half of Du Chengfeng's body was already stained with ink.

Or in other words, it was stained with the traces of Wenquxingjun.

With just one touch, half of his body had become the appearance of Wenquxingjun.

Wenquxingjun's thoughts further invaded his consciousness, and even made him begin to agree with Wenquxingjun's ideas - after all, Wenquxingjun did become powerful, which means that Wenquxingjun was at least on the right path in the direction of becoming stronger.

"I... actually began to agree with him?"

Du Chengfeng was stunned, but for a moment he could not find any reason to refute.

After all, he was indeed at a disadvantage at the moment, and was indeed suppressed by Wenquxingjun throughout the whole process. Facing such an opponent, it was difficult for him to say that the other party had really practiced something wrong - but it was because of this initial recognition that Du Chengfeng's entire will began to change.

The infection of the ink continued. He not only recognized Wenquxingjun's strength, but also began to recognize Wenquxingjun's ideas and concepts.

"Yes, that's it, it should be like this..."

Unconsciously, Du Chengfeng began to mutter to himself.

"I am everything, everything is me, everything can be me, everything can become me... It turns out that the body is just a carrier of consciousness, and it turns out that will itself is the reality of this world..."

"Since you understand this level, you should also understand that we are right."

In front of Du Chengfeng, the vague figure sighed.

"After all, you have understood this level, so you should have realized that this world is abnormal."

"..."

Du Chengfeng remained silent, just nodded subconsciously.

Yes, this world is abnormal.

Since he was a rookie, Du Chengfeng had actually realized this to some extent, but at that time he was still busy surviving and fighting for a way out, so he didn't think much about it. After he could really be called powerful, after he knew the secret information about this world, his feeling of abnormality became more obvious.

Mental strength, evil spirit, incense and wish power, all kinds of power, although they come from different sources and have their own negative effects, but after coming into contact with these things, Du Chengfeng always felt vaguely that there was some connection between them.

It's just that in the past, he got too little information, so he had some knowledge of the nature of these powers.

But this time...

"Actually, is it like this?"

Feeling the warmth in his hand, Du Chengfeng looked down at the big knife in his hand.

He once thought that the sword that had accompanied him for a long time carried the remnant soul of Yang Sanlang, but according to the knowledge he got from Wenquxingjun and the will he just accepted...

This is not a remnant soul at all, it is just a piece of information.

A piece of information that carries Yang Sanlang's memory.

"The so-called human will is the carrier of information. His past determines his present, and his present will determine his future... So you are right to say that this is a remnant soul, but it is not accurate enough."

At this time, the vague figure in front of him spoke again.

"Everything is appearance, information is the source of power, the so-called evil spirit, the so-called mental strength, the so-called incense and wish power, everything is just appearance... In the final analysis, they are all the use of information and the use of will, whether it is the use of other people's will or the use of one's own will."

"So..."

As Wenquxingjun spoke, Du Chengfeng's eyes gradually became as black as ink.

So this is the real idea of ​​Wenquxingjun. The Wenquxingjun scattered in the material level is just a superficial appearance. They did promise to let all the powerful people go to the outer domain, but they did not say that they would let those powerful people go to the outer domain according to their ideas.

The only one who can really go to the outer domain is Wenquxingjun himself, and only the underlying consciousness hidden deep in the minds of all Wenquxingjuns, which belongs to the original Wenquxingjun.

And now, this underlying consciousness has also invaded Du Chengfeng's mind.

"So that's it, this is the outer domain..."

As the ink completely stained his body, the new Wenquxingjun gradually understood everything.