My Healing Games

Chapter 889 Soaring to the Sky!

The survivors hadn't felt this good in a long time. All the ghosts and evil spirits living in the buildings hid and dared not show their faces. It was as if the people had once again become the masters of the city.

Five years later, the Investigation Bureau launched another operation against the haunted building, deploying its entire force, with a convoy stretching for kilometers.

"So they do feel fear after all."

Cars drove through the city and stopped around the Deep Sea Aquarium. The survivors, who had been living in fear, now surrounded the Deep Sea Ghost Building.

Humans appear small in the face of the vast demon realm, yet not one of them retreats.

Various instruments were placed on the streets near the haunted building, and all the members of the Investigation Bureau took their positions, facing the deep sea, waiting for the faint light of the rising sun to shine on them.

The road in front of the Deep Sea Aquarium's main entrance was cleared, gongs were sounded to clear the way, and music played. The Investigation Bureau had no intention of launching a sneak attack; they were going to storm in through the main entrance!
The sunlight shone on the Taoist robe, and a cloth shoe stepped into the shadow as he walked alone toward the vast, dark abyss.

The old man looked to be over a hundred years old, with white hair and beard, but he was upright and tall. He was dressed as a Taoist priest, but he was carrying an extremely sharp axe in his hand!

"I don't think I've ever seen him before." Han Fei got out of the car.

"He is Zhu Xie, the deputy captain of the Investigation Bureau's Adjudication Squadron, who possesses eight awakened delusional personalities." Dong Quan looked at him with awe: "It is said that he is the person in the Investigation Bureau who is closest to nine awakened personalities."

"A delusional personality?" Zhu Xie was wearing a Taoist robe, but he was completely different from the Taoists Han Fei remembered. He didn't exude the natural way of Taoism; instead, he was filled with murderous intent.

The morning light shines behind him, forever facing the darkness. The old man, carrying a machete, stands alone in front of the main entrance of the Deep Sea Aquarium, his eyes closed.

His hair and beard moved without wind, and his Taoist robe fluttered in the wind. As the sun rose fully, the crowing of roosters echoed from the eight streets surrounding the Aquarium.

The old man's eyes suddenly opened, and a white horse, symbolizing his spirit and will, rushed out of his mind, stepped on the Heavenly Palace of the Spirit Platform, and soared straight into the sky!
"Open the altar!"

The sharp axe blade struck the aquarium's main entrance, and the scattered wood chips ignited in the air, turning into a shower of sparks.

The old man's will is influencing reality; what he sees and thinks is the world.

"Begin the stance!"

The members of the Investigation Bureau burned incense, lifted the shrine and palanquin, and threw offerings into the fire. The flames rose upwards, as if to redden the sky.

Good and evil will eventually be rewarded; it's just a matter of sooner or later.

The old man's aura was dozens of times stronger than before. He looked at the boundless deep sea ghost realm and slowly raised the mountain-splitting axe in his hand.

"Summon the gods!"

Although the sky is high and distant, if one is sincere, one can perceive both above and below with a single thought.

His spirit and faith merged and transformed into the common people, the nation, and the sun, moon, and stars!
These are the gods he serves; these are the gods who give him endless strength and make him fearless against evil spirits.

The dark clouds that had always shrouded the city were torn apart, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the old man stood in the raging wind, his back to the people, his body intertwined with the sun and moon, a disdainful smile on his face as he looked at the evil spirits.

"The wind and rain are unpredictable and unfathomable, but how can the sun and moon shine in the dark?"

As the opera aria resounded amidst the ceremonial music, the old man channeled all his spirit and will into his hands, cleaving the mountain-splitting axe down towards the deep sea's ghostly realm!
"Zhu Xie!"

The boundless ghost realm was torn apart, and the old man forcefully cleaved a path through the black deep sea.

He glanced back at the others, then, holding his giant axe, walked deeper into the ghost realm.

"The Ghost Realm has been opened! All combat teams, take note! The hunt begins!"

The roar of the engines drowned out the deep-sea waves as the investigation bureau members followed the old man into the ghost realm.

"That old man is incredibly powerful!" Han Fei hadn't expected that someone could stand outside the Ghost Realm and directly cleave it open, wielding the Ghost Realm filled with the strongest hatred.

“He is indeed a very powerful person.” Dongquan looked at the old man with great respect: “Some Taoists talk about benevolence and morality, but he and his Taoist temple went down the mountain to save people as soon as the disaster struck. All of the old man’s original thirty-six disciples and grand-disciples were killed by ghosts while saving people. Now he is the only one left in the entire Taoist temple.”

"Something like that happened to him? No wonder he's so murderous."

“You’re wrong. His killing intent is only directed at ghosts and monsters. He’s usually a very kind old man.” Dongquan was also ready for battle. “Actually, you can tell from the gods he imagines that he respects the sun, moon, heaven and earth, and believes in his country and all living beings. That’s why he was able to become the vice-captain of the Arbitration Squadron, arbitrating killings fairly and justly according to the rules.”

"Stop chatting, it's your turn." The top student handed a truckload of equipment to Han Fei: "You must succeed, or we can't afford the consequences."

"I'll do my best."

Group 13 assembled and entered the deep-sea aquarium.

Ever since Han Fei took away Gao Cheng's memories, the eyes formed from those memories have gone completely mad. The ghostly realm of the deep-sea aquarium has almost gone out of control, growing five times larger than before and swallowing up part of the surrounding streets.

The interior of the Ghost Realm is even more terrifying, with all sorts of severely distorted monsters roaming about in unimaginable numbers. Moreover, they are extremely difficult to kill; any remnant soul or fragment of flesh that touches the black water will be reborn.

If the eyes of the gods are not dealt with, no matter how many people the Investigation Bureau brings in, they will be worn down.

"All patrol teams have moved to their designated positions!"

"The transportation team has successfully installed all the ghost-suppressing facilities!"

"The entire investigation team has moved to its designated positions!"

"Logistics support team completes inspection! All instruments are functioning normally!"

Reports came from various groups within the Black Ring. Having learned from the previous attack on the mental hospital, the Investigation Bureau was very well prepared this time.

"Everyone in position! Let's begin!"

The special black modified car was opened, and a pair of twins stepped out. They looked exactly alike and were both individuals with seven personality awakenings. However, when one of them fell asleep, the other could temporarily use the other's power and gain power close to that of an eighth personality awakening.

The twins can be considered as individuals with eight personality awakenings. In addition, with Zhu Xie, Fu Lie, and the deputy captain of the logistics squadron, the Investigation Bureau has deployed a total of four individuals with eight personality awakenings to cooperate with Han Fei. This is the limit of what they can use.

Four individuals with eight personality awakenings stood around the Deep Sea Aquarium, each holding a specially made chain. At the end of the chain was a floating platform on the water, which was prepared for Han Fei.

All of the Investigation Bureau's plans revolve around Han Fei. He needs to teach Gao Cheng's memories to use the possessive personality, and then let Gao Xing's memories devour Gao Cheng.

During this period, the Investigation Bureau will do its best to suppress Gao Xing's memories in order to buy time for Gao Cheng.

The plan is simple, but if one step goes wrong, it will be utterly disastrous.

"Be careful, we'll wait for you to come back." Yan Lan and the first seven were both a little worried, but Han Fei himself wasn't afraid at all.

Stepping on the chains, he walked on the black water, step by step, until he reached the floating platform.

Standing in the center of the floating platform, Han Fei's consciousness sank into his mind, and he looked at the boy sitting between the starlight and the abyss in the distance.

Ugly Brother's soul has long since dissipated; his possessive personality has been stripped away by hatred, fear, and nightmares, and has now become a part of Gao Cheng.

"Are you ready?" Han Fei walked up to the boy. "It's your turn. Give him back all the despair he brought you!"

Holding the boy's hand, Han Fei walked under the healing starlight, no longer hiding Gao Cheng's presence.

The abyss of greed was opened, black mist drifted out, and Gao Cheng's painful memories seemed like the most tempting bait, completely attracting the giant monster hidden in the deep water.

The surface of the black water looked like it was boiling, and a large black shadow was rapidly surging upwards!
"It's coming."

A wave of despair surged up instantly, and the eyes of the god stared into Gao Cheng's memories. It wanted to torment the child who stole its destiny without end, so that Gao Cheng would live in its shadow for all eternity!
The colossal body, formed from countless corpses and ghosts, swallowed the floating platform and Han Fei whole. All four chains tightened, wedging themselves into the mouth of this supreme hatred.

All of the Bureau of Investigation's equipment targeting ghosts was activated, and hundreds of individuals with special personalities simultaneously launched an attack on the eyes of the deity.

Everyone witnessed Han Fei being swallowed up, and they all understood that Han Fei was risking his life to buy everyone a chance. They had already lost too many companions, and they couldn't afford to lose hope this time.

"Kill! Kill him!"

Fear is a strange emotion. Most of the time it makes people timid and retreat, but sometimes it can also inspire people's potential and make them charge forward regardless of everything.

The eight-times awakened personality firmly grasped the end of the chain, suppressing the eyes of the gods at all costs, preventing them from returning to the deep water.

The entire Bureau of Investigation was mobilized, clashing with the most intense hatred. No one dared to hold back in the slightest, and everyone gave it their all to fight back!
Han Fei, who was swallowed by the eyes of the god, used a blood-red paper doll to protect his body. He opened the abyss of greed inside the god's body and used other ghosts of hatred to fight against the ghosts.

We're almost there!

Clinging to the chains, Han Fei crawled toward the eyes of the gods. He had come here to help Gao Cheng regain his sight.

"Fate has once again reached a crossroads where a new choice must be made."

With hatred clearing the way, Han Fei released Gao Cheng's memories the moment he touched the eyes of the gods.

He used the secrets deep within the soul as a bridge, and guided by the healing starlight, to send Gao Cheng's memories and possessive personality into the eyes of the gods.

The enormous ghostly form let out a roar that seemed to be heard throughout the entire city.

Han Fei subconsciously tried to pull his arm back, but he felt a tremendous suction force that pulled him into the eyes of the god.

The happy memories were like a storm of blades, scraping Han Fei all over, leaving him covered in wounds. He tried his best to remain calm, watching Gao Cheng walk forward.

Some of the memories in the deity's eyes overlap with those of Gao Cheng; it's as if they've both returned to a long time ago.

Two children were sitting on a chair in the aquarium.

One of them, blind but dressed elegantly, listened to the laughter of the people and the sound of the waves, his face full of longing and envy.

Another child was somewhat self-conscious. He quietly hid his dirty shoes and looked at the child next to him with envy.

(End of this chapter)