In the Blade

Du Chengfeng is probably dead.

At least that's what Wu Zhao thinks. The entire cave has been destroyed, and the only person who walked out was Wenquxingjun, who was stained black by ink. Of course, he himself should be counted, if his current state can really be considered alive.

"Of course you are alive."

Wenquxingjun seemed to have noticed Wu Zhao's doubts and smiled softly.

"You are conscious, can make self-judgments, and can even do some things... Just like now, you even want to take over our bodies in turn, or even destroy us directly from the physical level, so why are you not considered alive?"

"But still... you still let me live."

Wu Zhao, who was held in the hand of Wenquxingjun, became more and more angry.

The opponent in front of him clearly knew everything, but still let him live and even let him do whatever he wanted. He used to be a strong man and knew very well what kind of thinking was behind this.

This means that this opponent named Wenquxingjun did not take him seriously from the beginning.

Just like a person encountering an ant, no matter how much the ant bites, it doesn't matter to the person, after all, the so-called bite is too weak, and it can't even hurt the skin. Once upon a time, he used this condescending attitude to treat those ordinary people. After all, these weak people are really like ants, and they are not qualified for him to look at them.

But now, this time, he has become that ant.

It was at this time that Wu Zhao completely realized that being treated as an ant was really uncomfortable, especially at the moment, he still had no way to deal with Wenquxingjun. Whether it was physical destruction or spiritual attack, he was not the opponent of Wenquxingjun, and he couldn't even provoke the other party to fight.

Of course, he may have one last way, that is, to die on the spot and die directly in front of Wenquxingjun.

Maybe this is an act of escape, but at least it can temporarily prevent him from being angry and will not have any fluctuations in his state of mind because of this matter.

But now, he can't even die.

The warm flames burned him, it was a familiar temperature, this was not the method of Wenquxingjun, but the method from Du Chengfeng, but Wu Zhao had experienced more of the blazing of this flame when fighting, the scorching heat that was enough to cut a person in an instant.

Now, what this flame conveyed was enthusiasm, confidence, and even optimism about living.

Under the scorching of this flame, Wu Zhao could not die even if he wanted to. This was the encouragement and support from his former opponent. It was precisely because of this support that he could not firm up his will to completely annihilate himself.

His thinking was disturbed by the flames.

This method of controlling the flames was obviously more skillful, more weird, and more unpredictable than the original Du Chengfeng.

Even more, it was unacceptable.

"Who... are you?"

Unable to even die, Wu Zhao simply gave up resistance completely.

Even if he was assimilated, even if he was infected by his thoughts, even if he became the same as Du Chengfeng, or the so-called Wenquxingjun now... before everything came, before everything happened, he just wanted to finish asking the last question.

"Who are you? Are you still Du Chengfeng? Or are you really that... Wenquxingjun? No, what are you?"

"Is this kind of thing important?"

Wenquxingjun just shook his head gently.

"The so-called name is just a title. When I act according to Du Chengfeng's logic, you can naturally call me Du Chengfeng. When I completely agree with Wenquxingjun's ideas, I naturally become Wenquxingjun... You are too mediocre, so you can only see the external appearance, but you are right. Your experience, your past, your practices, your thinking, everything about you, can't let you see what the truth is like."

"I..."

Faced with this answer that was almost equivalent to ridicule, Wu Zhao was even more angry.

His experience, his past, that was all he fought out of blood and fire, fought out step by step with his own strength, that was the proof of his survival, that was the way he came... Well, even if there was something he didn't know, but the blood and sweat he paid, the fights he risked his life, how could it be denied with such a light sentence?

But it was precisely because of the battles along the way that Wu Zhao quickly calmed down.

Relying only on the hot blood brought by the momentary anger, he could not deal with any opponent. This would only make him die faster, or even be unable to die, and fall into the hands of the opponent and be played around at will - as a warrior who fought out of blood and fire, Wu Zhao knew very well that he had to stay calm at the moment, and only calmness could allow him to quickly analyze some useful information in this extreme disadvantage.

First of all, there is one thing that can be confirmed.

That is, Du Chengfeng is probably dead.

Although he couldn't quite understand this way of death, after all, just before, Du Chengfeng was still in a state of complete victory, but immediately, just when Du Chengfeng was about to reap the fruits of his victory, everything suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse.

It was only a moment, but it seemed like more than a month had passed. After that moment, the former Du Chengfeng completely turned into the so-called Wenquxingjun.

"This battle must be a trick."

As a warrior who has experienced many battles, Wu Zhao immediately grasped the key point.

First, make the opponent look like he has a good chance of winning, so as to test all the opponent's tricks, and then when the opponent thinks he has won, suddenly give a fatal blow - although this method is not too common in battle, it is obviously not rare. Many warriors like to use this method, and he himself has used it several times when he was young.

The only thing that he didn't expect was that the one who was hit this time was Du Chengfeng.

Wu Zhao actually admired this former opponent. After all, few people could beat him into such a miserable state, and the facts also proved that his opponent was indeed capable. Relying on the tireless pursuit of strength, he actually went higher and higher all the way, even to the point where he needed to look up to him.

This is a respectable opponent, Wu Zhao thought so.

But this respectable opponent died after all.

Just like what all warriors will encounter, just like the fate of many warriors, since you have chosen strength, chosen to become stronger, and chosen to find your own shelter in endless battles, then dying in a certain battle has become inevitable.

Sooner or later, you will encounter stronger opponents, and sooner or later you will encounter enemies that you cannot face at all. As a warrior, Wu Zhao himself knows very well that just as he will be defeated by Du Chengfeng, Du Chengfeng will sooner or later be defeated by a stronger enemy.

But the only thing Wu Zhao didn't expect was that this day would come so quickly.

Even, it happened right in front of him.

"But... your death is not meaningless."

After a brief mourning for his former opponent, Wu Zhao began to quickly analyze the current situation.

This death is indeed not meaningless. After all, it was Du Chengfeng's death that allowed Wu Zhao to obtain crucial information - although he still can't understand this information now. After all, the means of this so-called Wenquxingjun are too mysterious and unreasonable. It is obviously a battle situation of complete victory, but it only takes a moment to lose everything.

But at least this made Wu Zhao know that when facing Wenquxingjun, a temporary victory is not a victory at all.

"And judging from the results... it should be some kind of mind infection?" Thinking of this, Wu Zhao began to try to understand this battle.

Yes, mind infection, just like he was able to transfer his consciousness to the weapon through the so-called "Weapon Dissolving Immortal" secret method, this Wenquxingjun probably used a similar method to cover Du Chengfeng's consciousness with his own will.

It's just that this coverage is faster and more advanced, and there is no need for any special rituals to assist. Everything was completed in just a moment.

"But if you do this... what is the purpose?"

Wu Zhao, who reviewed the entire battle, suddenly noticed something wrong.

Wenquxingjun did win, that's right. After taking control of his body, Wenquxingjun could completely kill Du Chengfeng with him by destroying himself. In Wu Zhao's intelligence, there are many Wenquxingjuns. So dying one or two to replace a strong enemy is a more profitable thing, and it is what Wenquxingjun has been doing all along.

But Wenquxingjun didn't do that. Instead, he chose to take him back directly after assimilation.

No one would do meaningless things. There must be some purpose in it.

It's like he hasn't died yet.

"He didn't even assimilate me, which means that this is also within his plan."

After realizing this, Wu Zhao felt much more relaxed.

He was not killed, not because the strong ignored the weak, but because the other party felt that he still had a need to live. Although it was highly likely that he would not be used to do anything good, it was not the strong ignoring the weak, which was much easier for Wu Zhao to accept.

After he strengthened his mind, Wu Zhao's thoughts became clearer.

"He must know a lot about the soul, so he can do this, which means..."

"This means that your thoughts are like a blank sheet of paper to us."

Just when Wu Zhao was reviewing the entire battle, Wenquxingjun suddenly spoke.

"Since you can think of this level, why do you think that the so-called soul in your mouth can help you hide something from us?"

"You..."

Wu Zhao, who was called out, was speechless for a long time.

Yes, he should have thought of this long ago. If the other party is a master who specializes in the soul, then his current situation is almost defenseless to the other party - but for this kind of thing where his thoughts are seen through, Wu Zhao feels that it doesn't matter at this moment.

"Anyway, I can't beat you."

At this moment, Wu Zhao laughed instead.

"Since I can't beat you, then naturally I don't care what you do. But you kept me here until now, and it seems that you still want me to do things... Then things become interesting. What you want to do is one thing, and whether I am willing to do it is another."

"You will be willing to do it."

Wenquxingjun just sighed softly.

"After all, this matter is also very important to you, or it should be said that it is very important to everyone..."

Accompanying these words, ink dripped onto Wu Zhao's body.

A large amount of information also poured into Wu Zhao's mind.

"This, this, this, this..."

Faced with the huge amount of information pouring into his mind, Wu Zhao was speechless for a long time.

Although he had thought about this kind of thing before, there might be other worlds outside the world, and there are more places for him to find a place to stay - he also wanted to pursue these, and wanted to go to more worlds to experience more battles, but his practice told him that all this was false, and this world itself was sealed, and there was no more place to go.

So he was once lost and disappointed, and felt that this world was very boring, and even sought death to give himself a long sleep.

But now the information that Wenquxingjun gave him answered a question that he had never thought of.

That is, why is the world he lives in closed?

"Because our world is dead."

Before Wenquxingjun spoke, Wu Zhao had already muttered to himself and said the result that he had never thought of.

"Or, all of us, all of us in this world, are actually dead."

"To be more precise, they have died."

Wenquxingjun sighed.

"When the world itself begins to wither, everything has no way to escape. The only thing we, or those of us who were once alive, can do is to leave information about our existence and record the way we came..."

"But this record, or these records, have thoughts and wills."

Wu Zhao was still muttering to himself.

When everyone was born, their minds were just a blank sheet of paper. It was the experiences accumulated by the choices along the way that determined what this person would become.

And now, even if the physical body has been destroyed at some unknown time, the thoughts and will brought by the experience still continue the previous thoughts and actions and continue to exist. This situation...

"Are we alive or dead?"

"This kind of thing is not important, not important at all."

Wenquxingjun shook his head.

"As long as we go to the real outer domain, we can truly live, right?"

It was at this time that Wu Zhao was completely dyed black by the ink.

After completely agreeing with Wenquxingjun's ideas, he also became a part of Wenquxingjun.