The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

The origin of the twelve immortal bodies is transformed into a magnificent lake.

Li Chuyi just stood there, with no expression of sadness or joy on his face.

Just casually said: "It's okay."

"In fact, I had already noticed it in advance."

“And I think that’s good.”

"As long as I can kill them, I don't care about anything else."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Sha's murderous intent was burning the sky.

"Good, good, good."

"You have gone through countless years and achieved twelve different word immortals. You have planned for so long, just to imprison yourself."

"You are so cruel, so cruel."

Killer asked again: "So the so-called gatekeeper of the eleven-dimensional gate just now was also created by you?"

The crying grave kid nodded: "In fact, before, if you had tried a little more, you would have been able to break the door and found that there was no eleventh dimension behind the door."

"And the gatekeeper is the last trace of ten-dimensional thought I have left."

"The eighth-dimensional mind is uncertain, and the tenth-dimensional mind is the same."

"Before I completely imprisoned you, I also thought that Li Chuyi and I were aiming to take advantage of you."

"Because I deceived myself."

"Otherwise, how could I have hidden it from you?"

After the crying child finished speaking, he looked at Li Chuyi again, with an even stronger look of apology in his eyes, "Really, I'm sorry."

"Everything you've been through, in the end, is just to build yourself into a cage."

When Li Chu heard this, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and then he looked completely unconcerned.

"I told you, it's okay."

"If you do this again, I'll chop you up."

The crying child was helpless, "This is my last thought, it will soon dissipate, you can chop it if you want."

"That's what you said." A black knife appeared in Li Chuyi's hand.

But in the end, it didn't fall.

In fact, how could he not be sad in his heart?

The memory of my birth is false. All the joys and sorrows I have experienced are the result of being in the game. Along the way, I have been so desperate and numb, like rowing against the current, and ended up with bruises all over my body.

But in the end, it’s all just part of a bigger picture.

What they have done is nothing more than 'putting their lives in prison'.

Bitterness gradually filled Li Chuyi's heart. Some people are born like mountains, but for him, it was rainy and cloudy and the sky never cleared up.

"I'm sorry!" The crying child's eyes flickered as he apologized again, "I didn't expect that in the end, I would still let you bear all of this."

The next moment, the last vestiges of the crying boy’s thoughts began to fade away, like a drizzle of light turning into a butterfly, and finally dissipated beside Li Chuyi.

"Have a safe trip." Li Chuyi murmured, closing his eyes slightly.

At this time, the twelve 'immortal spirits' began to bewitch him.

"Li Chuyi, don't you feel sad for yourself? Is there a day when you live for yourself?" Qian said.

"Li Chuyi, it's not worth it, it's really not worth it. Your life is full of suffering, and Li Xuansang is the one who joined the game, but he has beauties on both sides and enjoys countless happiness. Don't you blame him?", 'Xi' followed.

"Yes." Guo also said hurriedly.

"Now you have become formless, the pinnacle of all living beings."

"Why would you choose to perish together with me?"

"You let us go, and from now on we will help you. You can roam freely in the infinite world. Isn't that wonderful?"

At this time.

Li Chuyi's physical body suddenly fell from the ten-dimensional world towards the three-dimensional world.

Nine dimensions, eight dimensions, seven dimensions...three dimensions.

In a blink of an eye, they were back to the world beyond heaven, into the vast void.

"Brother Li...Brother Li?"

On the head of the crying baby, Li Xuansang was holding the head of Mahakala, and a look of surprise instantly appeared on his face.

On the other side is a mortal city with bright lights and sparse stars.

It was created based on the book "Lishi Chunqiu".

In that city are the true souls of those who have passed away. At this moment, they are still awake and have not sunk into depravity again.

"Junior brother!" the hunchback girl called out hurriedly.

"Brother Li?" Jin Lin also looked concerned.

"Mr. Li?" Jin Jian shouted.

"Manager Li, wake up," the good man said anxiously.

"Master Chuyi..."

In everyone's sight, Li Chuyi had his eyes closed tightly, with wisps of black air lingering around his body, as if he had lost his life.

They didn’t know that at this moment, Li Chuyi’s consciousness was above the Dantian Lake, confronting those “immortal spirits”.

"How about it? What do you think?" Qian kept urging.

They have tried, but no matter what method they use, they cannot break free from the constraints of the physical body. The fusion body of the twelve immortals with the same origin is meant to imprison these 'immortal spirits'.

"How?" Li Chu asked with a smile.

He raised his head suddenly, grinned and said: "Give me a million chances, and my determination to destroy you will remain as strong as a blade of grass and will never waver."

His laughter deepened. "In my life, I have experienced so much sorrow and suffering along the way."

"How could it be possible for me to give up at the last moment?"

"What if I sacrifice myself? What if I imprison myself?"

"I'm Li Chuyi, so I'll just bear with it."

Hearing this, the twelve 'Immortal Spirits' rioted instantly.

Those black lights representing various desires all rushed towards Li Chuyi's consciousness.

It entangled him tightly, as if wanting to merge into one with him.

"Li Chuyi, if you don't let me go, you will fall into damnation too." Qian shouted fiercely, his voice was so sharp.

"Die together, die together...", the word 'kill' kept screaming.

"Li Chuyi, you still have a chance to regret, don't make the mistake..." The play continues to persuade and bewitch.

But no matter what they did, there was no response.

The outside world, beyond the sky.

Behind Li Chuyi, a bottomless abyss had formed at some point in time.

Among them are red representing the desire to kill, gold representing the desire for money, and the colorful desire for gambling...

They seem to choose who to eat, and can devour everything and bury everything.

At this time, Li Chuyi slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the familiar figures in the mortal city.

He opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.

The astringency is hidden in the heart, and the bitterness will be tasted by oneself.

Only the slightly curved smile on his lips gradually solidified into a sadness that could not be concealed.

Just like that, under the gaze of those pairs of eyes, he fell into the bottomless abyss behind him.

Being swallowed up gradually, until there is no trace left.

Beyond the sky.

An unknown wind arose.

The eyes of the figures in the mortal city became dull again, and finally, the city turned back into the "Li's Spring and Autumn Annals", just hanging in the void.

"Li...Brother Li!" Li Xuansang collapsed on the ground, his eyes blank.

It was also from this moment that the 'Spirit of Immortality' was imprisoned, and everything became a foregone conclusion.

And Li Chuyi.

From the moment he was born, he was not free but in chains.

He was like a tired bird, flapping his wings again and again, eager to fly into the clouds. However, what restrained his wings was never fate, but the shackles that could not be removed.

The mountains are of countless heights and the waves are of tens of thousands.

A tired bird can fly over mountains or ride the waves for thousands of miles. In that limited time, it can shine like a star.

Just a pity.

The sunlight still cannot penetrate the world of the tired bird. Only the bottomless endless abyss buries Li Chuyi, the tired bird.

The past of striving to fly to the clouds...