Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 1219 Hello, who are you?
Cui Yu's state of mind was not as good as that of the great god Pangu, but he was walking alone in the dark chaos. Thinking that his future was uncertain and he was going to die here, and the people around him could not be saved, and Xiang Caizhu was nowhere to be found, a feeling of despair surged in his heart.

But after a long time, Cui Yu still insisted on standing up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and continued on his way in the chaos.

"As long as I can keep going, even chaos can't trap me. I'm just afraid that my life span is not enough and I can't go on!" Cui Yu gritted his teeth, his mind regained some clarity at this time, and he continued to stride forward.

This time, Cui Yu walked for a very long time again, and then at a certain moment, he stumbled and fell to the ground, lying quietly in the chaotic void, without moving for a long time, let alone getting up.

At this time, Cui Yu became confused again. His energy and spirit began to become scattered. Countless thoughts began to change again, wanting to turn into streams of light and drill out of Cui Yu's body.

"It's a hopeless situation! I'm afraid I'm really trapped in the chaos by the will of chaos and can never get out." Cui Yu lay in the chaos with his eyes half open and half closed. A strong feeling of sleepiness and fatigue swept over him, but he was supported by his strong mental will.

However, this trace of spiritual will is like a small boat facing a storm in the ocean, and it seems that it can be defeated by the overwhelming negative emotions at any time.

“Is loneliness the greatest killer move of Chaos? No matter how great your magical powers are, no matter how much power you have to create the world, you cannot escape from the despairing darkness. You can only die of old age or suffocate in the darkness! This is the most powerful means of Chaos!” Only then did Cui Yu realize that the most powerful means of Chaos have never been demons or killing calamities, but the darkness, emptiness and loneliness that moisten everything silently.

"Perhaps I will be like Pangu, trapped in chaos forever, and shrouded in despair forever." Cui Yu raised his head and looked at the boundless chaos, only to feel that his whole body was enveloped by a powerful despair.

Can he escape from the despair that even Pangu couldn’t?
This is not chaos, it is clearly a place of despair!

What world did Pangu create? It was clearly a miracle in the chaos! It was clearly a land of hope!
Cui Yu's eyes were filled with dullness. A strong sense of sleepiness mixed with overwhelming despair surged up from Cui Yu's heart. The indescribable tiredness seemed to drain all of Cui Yu's strength.

A person’s greatest enemy is not the various dangers in the outside world, but comes from his own mind and the negative emotions in his heart.

"But I won't give up! I really won't give up! I can die, but what about my relatives in the Middle Thousand Worlds? They can't die! They absolutely can't die! I won't let them down! No one can defeat me! What can the darkness of chaos do to me? As long as I keep going, as long as I still have a breath, as long as my soul hasn't collapsed, you can't defeat my will! Unless you completely wipe out my soul, but unfortunately you can't do it!"

Cui Yu was lying in the chaos, his eyes looking at the boundless nothingness. At this moment, he actually laughed wildly: "Hahaha, hahaha! You are just such a tactical person. You don't even dare to drive the devil in the chaos to kill me, nor do you dare to set up a large formation to stop me. You actually want to trap me to death in this endless darkness. You are afraid of me, you are a coward!"

Cui Yu suddenly turned over and sat up, his voice actually had a bit of madness, pointing at the void of chaos and cursing, his voice full of satisfaction: "You can't kill me, so you can only choose to trap me to death in the chaos, your method is nothing more than this!"

In the face of Cui Yu's angry curses, the turbulence in the chaos continued to surge, obliterating Cui Yu's words in the chaos.

Cui Yu stood up and staggered in the chaos, muttering cold words: "Don't you dare to trap me here to death! Don't you dare to trap me here to death! I will never let you succeed! I will never let you succeed! I must find a way out and reach the end of the road to heaven. You want to trap me here to death, but I will go against the will of heaven."

Cui Yu's voice was full of madness. He walked stupidly in the chaos, like a madman, muttering constantly.

Although Cui Yu's steps were unsteady, he continued walking in the chaos with firm steps.

Although Cui Yu walked in the chaos relying on his own will and courage, facing the boundless chaos, this courage would eventually be exhausted.

Cui Yu's will became increasingly blurred, his consciousness began to dissipate, his body began to stagger, he walked in a daze in the chaos, mumbling something incoherently: "Yu Ji, don't worry, I will definitely find a new world and save you! Caizhu, don't worry, I will definitely find you!"

Cui Yu's voice became smaller and smaller, until in the end only his lips were moving but no other sound came out.

Finally, Cui Yu suddenly stopped and fell directly into the chaos, his body lying in the void. His mind was distracted and although his lips were moving, his eyelids were tightly closed.

Only his trembling feet explained Cui Yu's inner struggle. However, a strong feeling of fatigue swept over him like a landslide and tsunami, making Cui Yu's mental will like a small fish. Facing the landslide and tsunami, he had no power to resist and was swallowed up by the huge waves in an instant.

Finally, at a certain moment, Cui Yu's body completely stopped moving, and there was no response at all. His body emitted a green light, and he lay quietly in the chaos, as if he was asleep.

At this time, Cui Yu's whole spirit and energy were in a mess. Countless thoughts divided his spiritual power, like a wild horse trying to break free from the constraints of the body and escape into the chaos. However, before the thought could escape from the spiritual world, it was all annihilated by the mold and turned into a subtle substance that fell into Cui Yu's spiritual world.

It is strange to say, the spiritual substance annihilated by the mold actually turned into a strange aura, which settled in Cui Yu's spiritual world. It was neither integrated into Cui Yu's spiritual world nor into his physical body, but was only deposited in the spiritual world and sank into his soul.

Sleepy!
I felt extremely sleepy, and someone seemed to be whispering in my ear, "Take a nap. What good will a nap do? When you wake up, everything will be back to normal. When you wake up, you will be full of energy, and you can continue on your journey."

The murmurs floated in the air, constantly surrounding Cui Yu's spiritual world. Cui Yu's will struggled desperately. It felt like a person who was sleepy while driving, or like a person who was extremely sleepy. His eyes could hardly open at this moment.

But Cui Yu did not surrender, and his ego continued to resist. However, the enchanting sound was too strong. In addition, Cui Yu's spirit was disordered at this time, and his entire spiritual will sank directly into the chaotic vortex, as if he was sinking forever, sinking to the bottom of the spiritual world and falling asleep.

At the moment when Cui Yu's spiritual will was sinking, Cui Yu's energy and spirit boiled directly. The thoughts that had accumulated in his soul for billions of years were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. It rushed out of his soul madly, trying to escape from the chaos, but was annihilated by countless molds and turned into an extremely tiny substance, accumulating in Cui Yu's spiritual world.

Until one moment, Cui Yu's millions of thoughts were all burned into nothingness, turning into endless dust, burying Cui Yu's ego consciousness.

It was like a tomb. Cui Yu's entire spiritual world was empty, with only a lonely ego consciousness sleeping in the empty spiritual world.

Although there was still a slight fluctuation in Cui Yu's ego consciousness, it was almost non-existent at this time. Cui Yu's resistance was ultimately defeated by the memory of the years, just like the great god Pangu.

At the moment when Cui Yu fell into a deep sleep, the towering Jianmu in the Middle Thousand Worlds trembled slightly, as if it had sensed Cui Yu's abnormality. Countless branches quietly pierced through the barrier of the Middle Thousand Worlds, stretched into the vast chaos, and disappeared without a trace.

Time flies in the chaos, and here people never count the passage of time. Suddenly, a childish voice resounded through the chaos: "Hey, what a strange Miaomiao!"

"What kind of seedling is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

"This Miao Miao is so special. The energy it exudes makes me feel so comfortable!"

A childish voice kept ringing in the chaos. The voice did not echo outside, but came from inside Cui Yu's body.

Countless roots of the Tongtian Jianmu tree were seen crisscrossing inside Cui Yu's body. It was strange that the countless mold spots did not corrode or invade the Tongtian Jianmu tree, allowing the Tongtian Jianmu tree to penetrate into Cui Yu's meridians.

"Xiao Miaomiao, the energy you bring to me is so comfortable. Don't worry, I will definitely water you more in the future. You must provide me with more of that wonderful energy in the future."

"Xiao Miaomiao, I don't know why, but after taking your gas, I'm no longer hungry. Little Bug will never have to go hungry again."

"Xiao Miaomiao, when will you grow up?"

"Xiao Miaomiao, it's windy today. I found a piece of clothing for you to hold up. Don't let the strong wind break your branches."

The childish voice continued to sound in the empty chaos, fluctuating in Cui Yu's spiritual world. The accumulated spiritual dust now emitted a slight fluctuation, and then at a certain moment the dust directly broke through, and a thought struggled to drill out of the dust and turned into a human figure, which was exactly the appearance of Cui Yu.

But at this moment Cui Yu's eyes were hazy and empty. Listening to the childish chattering voice coming from his ears, Cui Yu's eyes began to gradually regain their luster, and his originally scattered spirit also gathered at this moment.

“Where does the voice of a child come from in this chaos?” Cui Yu dragged his drowsy thoughts, and the next moment his thoughts returned to their place. He controlled his entire true spirit and listened carefully to the whispers coming from his ears.

His eyelids were still heavy. At this moment, Cui Yu's mind was like that of a half-asleep, half-awake person, controlling his soul and observing the chaos, but he did not notice that anyone was talking.

"It was my hallucination. How could there be living beings in this chaos?" Cui Yu's mind fluctuated slightly. He felt that his whole body was empty and his mind seemed to be carrying a lump of iron weighing billions of pounds. He could faint again at any time.

"Oh, little tree, you've sprouted another leaf? That's great! I can absorb more gas now, and the little bugs won't have to eat anymore!"

Just when Cui Yu was feeling drowsy and unable to resist the fatigue, and seemed about to fall asleep again, a childish voice sounded from nowhere, echoing throughout Cui Yu's spiritual world.

"Who? Who is talking?" Cui Yu's mental will became more alert, and a wave of mental will spread out.

Cui Yu's voice spread inside and outside his body, and spread along the roots of the towering Jianmu to an unknown place. It seemed that it frightened the voice on the other side, and no more sound was heard.

It was not until a long time later, when Cui Yu seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and was about to fall into a deep sleep again, that childish voice once again rang in Cui Yu's ears: "Hey, is that you talking, little tree?"

This time, Cui Yu found the source of the sound. He locked his spiritual will into his body and finally locked onto the ancestral acupoint between his eyebrows. However, he saw a branch vibrating at the ancestral acupoint between his eyebrows, and the sound seemed to come from inside the branch.

"Something's not right! Something's not right!"

"How come there is a sound coming from the Tongtian Jianmu? Could it be that Tongtian Jianmu has developed intelligence?" Cui Yu's mental will descended on the branch in a daze, only to see that the branch seemed to be exploring the void in the dark. No one knew where it came from or where it was going. It seemed that it had explored an unknown world in the dark, and the sound came from that unknown world.

"A new world? A small world? A middle world? A big world? Tongtian Jianmu actually found a new world in the chaos before me?"

Cui Yu perked up at this moment, and felt that the dull and lonely feeling of sleepiness was alleviated a lot.

He looked towards the branch, and saw that part of the branch had extended into the void. The void had no trace of its whereabouts, and Cui Yu could not find any trace of it.

"Hello, Twig? Is that you talking?"

Just as Cui Yu was staring at the void numbly, suddenly a voice came from the other end of the void.

This time Cui Yu heard it clearly, there was indeed a sound coming!
Just listening to that childish voice, Cui Yu's eyes turned red for some reason, and tears flowed down uncontrollably, turning into two lines of clear tears falling in the chaos, and then the mold decomposed the tears.

"Little twig? Are you talking to me?" The tender childish voice sounded in the ancestral orifice between Cui Yu's eyebrows.

At this time, Cui Yu's Adam's apple was shaking, and his entire soul was trembling. He couldn't emit any fluctuations, and couldn't make any sound.

After a long while, Cui Yu's soul uttered a choked voice, "Hello!"

(End of this chapter)