Soul travels through the world of immortality

Li Mingyang found himself standing in an endless desert, the sky was a strange blood red, and the wind was mixed with tiny whispers, as if countless ghosts were whispering in his ears. He realized that this was not only a test for his body, but also a challenge to his mind.

“This is the memory place of the Lord of the Underworld. Every choice you make will affect the interweaving of the past and the future.” The woman’s voice echoed in his heart, but there was no trace of her.

In the desert, Li Mingyang found a road paved with bones. At the end of the road was a tower made of obsidian, with its spire reaching into the sky, exuding an ominous aura. Just as he was about to set foot on the road, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The road of bones instantly turned into a river flowing with lava, and the tower turned into a towering dead tree, with masks of various shapes hanging on its branches. Under each mask, there seemed to be a soul struggling and shouting.

"This is the true meaning of the underworld - impermanence and illusion." The woman's voice sounded again, and this time it seemed to come from all directions, making Li Mingyang unable to determine the direction.

Li Mingyang took a deep breath, then closed his eyes tightly, then slowly opened them. He decided to follow his intuition and no longer hesitate. He took the first step carefully and stepped into the lava river. Each step sparked hot sparks, but strangely, he did not feel the slightest burning. He continued to move forward, as if there was an invisible force protecting him.

When he walked to the other side of the lava river, he saw the masks. He reached out and gently touched them. In an instant, the stories behind each mask flooded into his mind like a tide, making him experience the pain and joy of thousands of life and death. These stories were like sharp swords, piercing his heart and making him unable to breathe.

However, Li Mingyang did not stop. He walked forward firmly and finally came to a seemingly endless mirror maze. Each mirror reflected a different self, some were vigorous and confident; some were old and weak, with vicissitudes of life; and some had distorted faces, as if their souls were swallowed by darkness. Li Mingyang shuttled through the maze, and every choice made him face another side of himself, facing the fears and desires deep in his heart.

He saw his own cowardice, selfishness and greed, but also his own bravery, kindness and persistence. These were aspects of himself that he had never realized, but now they were so clearly displayed before his eyes. He began to reflect on his past and the meaning of his life. In this maze, he gradually found the answer.

Finally, Li Mingyang walked out of the maze. His eyes became more determined and his heart was full of strength. He knew that he had undergone a transformation and became more mature and stronger. With this new understanding, he will continue to embark on an unknown journey to explore more secrets and find his true self.

At this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure slowly emerged in the mirror. Li Mingyang took a closer look and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air - it was the Shadow Apostle! However, the Shadow Apostle at this moment was very different from before: his eyes became empty, like two bottomless dry wells; his body, which was originally as dark as ink, was shrouded in a thick layer of black fog. The whole person looked like a demon walking out of the abyss, which was creepy.

"Mingyang...what you see is nothing but illusions. Everything is an illusory illusion." The image of the Shadow Apostle kept shattering and reorganizing in the mirror. Each change was accompanied by a word full of temptation and despair, as if it wanted to completely devour Li Mingyang's soul.

Faced with such a strange scene, Li Mingyang did not flinch at all. He stared closely at the shadow apostle in the mirror, trying to find flaws in his words and deeds. At the same time, a strong and firm force surged from the depths of his heart, gradually gathering into a torrent, rushing through his body. He knew that the various illusions before him were just a touchstone to test his will. If he could not defeat them, he would never be able to uncover the truth hidden behind them.

"I will never be fooled by these superficial phenomena, and I will never give up on you!" Li Mingyang's words echoed in the maze, loud and firm. As he said this, the originally indestructible mirror images began to tremble violently, as if they were hit by some powerful force. Then, these mirror images broke one by one, revealing a bright road leading to the core area.

When Li Mingyang stepped out of the maze, he once again faced the Lord of the Netherworld. At this moment, his eyes flashed with a light that had never been seen before, a light of wisdom that could see through illusions and understand the truth. This light made people feel both mysterious and awe-inspiring, as if he had comprehended the most profound truth in the universe.

"I am fully prepared to accept your test and uncover the deepest secrets of the Netherworld." Li Mingyang said in a resolute tone, his voice revealing unparalleled courage and determination. For the first time, the Lord of the Netherworld smiled in appreciation, as if all this was within his expectations, as if he had long known that Li Mingyang would be able to pass the test.

The Lord of the Netherworld raised his hand slightly and waved his sleeves gently, and the surrounding scene changed dramatically in an instant. They felt as if they were involved in a magical journey of time and space and came to a completely different world. There was nothingness all around, and the vast starry sky was hanging upside down in the sky, flashing a mysterious and brilliant light. The mystery of the entire universe was like a magnificent painting, slowly unfolding before their eyes.

Deep rays of light danced and circled in the void, like a spirit, constantly outlining ancient and mysterious runes. These runes intertwined and intertwined with each other, and finally gathered into an extremely huge door. Behind the door emanated a strange brilliance that was indescribable, attracting people's attention and making people want to explore it involuntarily.

"Go through this door, and you will witness the chaos of the universe at its inception, and the laws of the birth, death, and reincarnation of all things." The voice of the Lord of the Underworld became distant and solemn, as if it came from the deepest part of the universe, with a shocking power. His words were like a key, opening the door to the unknown, inspiring people's deep desire for exploration and knowledge.

Li Mingyang stepped forward without hesitation and stepped into the light door. In an instant, he was caught in a turmoil of time and space, and countless images flashed through his mind - stars were born and fell, civilizations rose and fell, and life continued to cycle in the vast universe.

When he regained his footing, he found himself standing on an ancient and mysterious ruin. This was once a temple of a powerful race, but now only ruins and mysterious relics were left. There was a frightening power fluctuation in the air, which was the only afterglow left by the ancient gods.

The ruins looked extremely desolate and dilapidated, but also revealed a solemn atmosphere. Li Mingyang stepped carefully on the broken stone slabs, as if he could feel the glory and honor of the past. He looked around and his eyes were attracted by a huge stone tablet. The stone tablet was towering into the sky, engraved with dense and intricate spells, and emitted a faint light.

Li Mingyang approached the stone tablet and carefully observed the spells. They seemed to contain some mysterious power, which made people feel awe. Just as he was lost in thought, the voice of the Lord of the Underworld suddenly echoed among the ruins: "This place was once the remains of the ancient war of gods."