Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 240 God——and seeing?
"Hey hey hey!"

Sinister laughter echoed in the deserted street. Chen Ning'an, holding a lightning-struck wooden sword in his hand, walked briskly, taking three leaps with one step, and unconsciously began to dance like a stroll.

"I am going to bloom three flowers. Bloom three flowers. Hahahaha!"

He stepped on the air and came to the position of the soul's chest. The chest was so dark that it was difficult to distinguish the layers. The three souls' heads slowly lowered their eyes.

Looking at himself, Chen Ning'an raised his sword, and the huge lightning-struck wood fiercely split open Yuanshen's chest in an instant!
"Wow!"

The soul reacted to the body, Chen Ningan spat out blood and gently touched his chest.

There was nothing there, but the situation inside the gap of the soul was completely different.

He couldn't see it, so he reached in and felt around.

"Xuanguan Yiqiao, where are you? Hiss, it hurts."

He searched and tore it open until he found nothing after searching inch by inch.

"The entrance is not here."

Chen Ning'an picked up the wooden sword that was struck by lightning and cut another large piece along the side!

"It hurts!"

He cried out in pain, but his arms groped forward without any hesitation.

"No, this is not the entrance. Where are you?"

The dark soul seemed like a wooden man. From the chest to the stomach, lower abdomen, chest, neck, Chen Ningan searched bit by bit and guessed that it might be among the limbs.

"still none!"

He was extremely dissatisfied and couldn't help but target the heads of the three souls.

The Yin God, the Yang God, and the Yuan God are all different. One is twisted and compassionate, one is cruel and evil, and one is calm and indifferent, just like the gods high above.

"What Daozu promised me must be here with you!"

Chen Ning'an raised the wooden sword that had been struck by lightning. The edge of the sword had corroded and become dull. It should not even be able to cut paper.

But once the soul was touched, it was like the sharpest sword in the world, cutting off the head of a god without any hindrance.

Chen Ning'an carefully cut open the eight petals and began to feel around as the seven orifices were bleeding. He reached in and carefully confirmed every part.

The feel... is like jelly, but as tough as cowhide when you apply force.

"This one isn't it. There are only two left. We'll find it soon."

He was in high spirits and didn't notice anything wrong with his condition.

"The first one is the Yin God. If there is none, then look for the Yang God. But there is still none."

While Chen Ning'an frowned, he finally cut off the Yuanshen's head.

"boom!"

In an instant, everything disappeared, there was nothing left, and there was silence.

There were patches of pitch-black spirits on the ground, the city lights were polluted by shadows, and everything was out of control.

In his body, the stomach first bit through the skin and crawled out, trying to escape, and everything was withered.

The next thing was the lungs. In the deserted imperial city, there was a howling wind and the biting cold withered everything.

Is this over?
No... the real horror has just begun. There is a shadow wriggling inside the flesh. It is the power of nightmare, restraining the mountains and violently breaking a corner of the flesh.

Chen Ning'an hung his head, allowing his body to continue to change and be torn apart.

Those bound balances are about to break everything...

In Prince Chun's mansion, old Prince Chun was reading a book. The book was also very ordinary. It was a work that recently won a literary award.

The older you get, the more you need to read books. Books contain all the solutions you need.

But today, Mr. Chun just couldn't concentrate on reading.

"little six."

He put the book down and asked in a tired, old nasal voice, "How long has that kid been in there?"

"It wasn't long since I went in."

Xiaoliu walked out of the darkness, his armor restored, but... he was a little different now.

The damage caused by Chen Ning'an allowed his consciousness to remain, but his body could not be restored in any way.

There were no eyes to be seen in the empty armor, only emptiness and darkness.

"Go and have a look."

Prince Chun stood up with his hands behind his back, and the book was carefully put back on the hanger.

Xiaoliu then gently stretched out his hand and the power of nightmare spread.

There was a noise from the friction between the armors, and Prince Chun frowned: "You are making quite a lot of noise, which will reduce your strength."

"It just so happens that we have a set of data in Zhongcheng. We can use the Short-lived Man Project to create a new one for you."

Xiaoliu listened quietly. What Prince Chun said about resolving the problem was an order. He used nightmares to open the lantern world and tear open the way to the yard.

Looking at Prince Chun's Mansion from the lantern world is unusual. There is actually an identical mansion in this world.

What is even more surprising is that the Prince Chun’s Mansion is completely blocked by the surrounding mountains. Not to mention the imperial capital, even other life cannot be seen at all.

The two men stepped into Prince Chun's mansion. The nightmare power in Xiaoliu's body was surging, but it was well confined in the armor.

As they moved, they bypassed one house after another. If you looked closely, you could see that they were all locked.

The old Prince Chun felt a little strange, as if something was surging in his old body.

"It's just ahead."

Xiaoliu slowed down his pace and seemed a little cautious.

No one knew that there was an imperial capital locked up in Prince Chun's Mansion.

A dusty door with a structure similar to that of the Zhenhai Building appeared before them somewhere in the corridor. The door had a surprisingly nightmare power.

But...what was even more surprising was that there was something hanging on the gate.

A face that has been stretched to an extremely large and thin size.

As the two people approached, two bolts were found on the face where the eyes should be.

The bolt moved, as if staring at them.

No, just staring at them, speaking with a cheeky face.

"Prince Chun! You are so cruel! Kill me, why don't you kill me!"

He was wailing, this door is a person.

"Jiao Yunfeng, you know why I didn't kill you."

Prince Chun sneered and said, "If you die, the imperial capital will be gone for the next five years."

"What's the use of the imperial capital for five years!"

The voice at the door was extremely angry: "You are torturing me, but I am...but I am your grandson!"

The voice cried out miserably, "You don't care about this place at all. Kill me and let me be free! Grandpa!"

"It's useless to talk about feelings with me." Prince Chun pushed open the door with a cold face, and everything inside appeared before his eyes.

But in the next second, Xiaoliu quickly stood in front of King Chun and his armor glowed with light, but was dispersed in an instant!
"what!"

Prince Chun stepped out of the door. It was too chaotic inside. He saw a nightmare force flowing.

And it’s very complicated!

"Night Watch!"

The human skin on the gate was surprised and said, "Weren't these killed by Him? Why are there still some left?"

"No, haha, this light realm is going to be destroyed!"

Jiao Yunfeng became happy: "There is too much power from nightmares. Even if it is incomplete, it can kill me!"

He wanted so badly to die, rather than be stretched against the door and tortured endlessly.

This is hell, and the world is after death!

"Don't be happy too soon."

His grandfather slowly blew a horn with his back turned.

"Deal with it inside. This man won't die, but if the chaos continues, my Prince Chun's Mansion will lose face." Silently, five figures appeared here and responded to the order.

Xiaoliu stepped back slightly. Prince Chun’s mansion was unfathomable, and Prince Chun… no one dared to disobey him, and no one even had the slightest dissenting thought.

Five figures entered the door.

"No! Why would you!"

Jiao Yunfeng roared. He recognized the origins of these five people and knew that he could not die.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, you have such a cruel heart. You would rather die than let your grandson die!"

He wailed, watching the five figures enter and then come out again in the blink of an eye.

But the problems inside have been solved.

"Haha, this kid finally figured it out for me."

Prince Chun shook his head, as if sighing, and said two words: "Go back".

So Xiaoliu opened the passage to the real world, leaving only the miserable wailing on the door.

Inside the lifeless door, in the imperial capital, Chen Ningan regained consciousness.

"I am... not reborn?"

He touched his body and thought that he would be resurrected from Liao Yun's door god after death, but now it seems that this is not the case.

The body is still my own, so familiar, without any change.

He frowned and sensed carefully. The other nightmare powers here were different from the chaos and disorder in his own body and seemed more "neat".

"Prince Chun?"

He guessed that maybe it was the old man who took action, and his role might be more important than he thought.

"Alright."

He didn't think any more, picked up the lightning-struck wooden sword on the ground again, and stabbed it into his body without hesitation.

"Where is the entrance to the temple?"

The murmuring voice revealed confusion, fatigue, and numb pain.

The wooden sword struck by lightning slid slowly, and he groped and reached in blindly.

cold.

Unlike the warmth he felt when he cut through other people's chests, his own chest was cold.

My heart has almost stopped beating, and it feels bone-chilling when my fingertips touch it.

"cough……"

The cough involved his lungs, and Chen Ningan's heart moved slightly.

"I need to regulate my Yang energy."

He thought about it and talked to himself: "No, I have a cold body. I just need to roast it."

As he talked to himself, he cut the entire intact body into pieces.

So, the soul picked it up bit by bit and pieced it together to form himself.

"I haven't found it yet, where is the entrance to the temple?"

Chen Ning'an sat down and put a wooden talisman on himself. A stream of Qi from afar flowed into his body.

It seems that Liao Yun has succeeded, and now there is one more energy source. Chen Ningan can take care of himself without any worries.

"How about I try it?"

He picked up a piece and felt a slippery sensation somewhere, and his body felt strangely close to the ground.

Until he fumbled to pick up the ball and cut it with the thunder wood.

In this silent world, madness and pain are intertwined. Chen Ningan doesn't know how long he has been searching.

He found that there were five people outside observing him. They should be the five people who had pulled him back from his trance.

Among the five people, one would appear from time to time, and then leave after a while.

"Master, this person is constantly...torturing himself."

they
Real-time monitoring of Chen Ning'an's condition, several times even these nightmare-level beings couldn't bear to watch

That's not something a human can do. This kid is actually no longer a human being.

"People from small places are like this, just like those stubborn night watchmen in the past."

There were discussions outside the door, and also... that extremely painful wailing.

Every time he opened the door, Chen Ning'an noticed the wailing sound, which seemed to be from Prince Chun's relatives.

He began to not care because it had nothing to do with him.

But from time to time he would hear some sounds not far away.

"kill me."

That tired and weak voice seemed to be suffering endless pain.

"Kill someone!"

A flash of hostility flashed across his face, and then he was overwhelmed by it.

The great sword made of lightning-struck wood was worn down to a point where it was almost flat.

Until one moment, the lightning-struck wooden sword, which was thinner than a chopstick, broke with a "snap". He was startled!
"drink!"

The flesh and blood was wriggling, and the soul quickly merged into the body. Chen Ningan hid himself deep underground!
At the moment of breaking, something he could not understand penetrated into his flesh and blood.

He...saw the light!
The blinding light suddenly shone into the darkness, and he had never expected it to happen so suddenly.

Chen Ning'an almost forgot what it felt like to see it!

It was incomprehensible, the colors and images, the things like a turbulent undercurrent, surging from all directions, disorderly and chaotic, he could not stand steadily.

After falling to the ground, Chen Ningan covered his eyes tightly and screamed and wailed.

At first, he really couldn't adapt to the light, but very quickly, other symptoms appeared in his eyes!
Pain is secondary, and so are all the eyes growing in the body!
His back suddenly exploded, and the dark soul began to grow wildly from inside.

"Coming, coming, coming!"

The Yin God roared, and the indifferent Yuan Shen turned his head and looked at the Yang God on the far right.

The Yangshen's lifeless eyes slowly...slowly opened.

"Stab!"

It was as if the pitch-black curtain was cut open, the sun shone through, and a pair of suns appeared in this quiet and lifeless imperial capital!

That is... Chen Ning'an's eyes!
The world of the imperial capital was shaking madly. Only two years had passed out of the five years, and it could no longer be sustained.

A terrifying force surged, and these eyes had been sealed for three years!
But this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is the Yang Shen, which is indeed related to the eyes!

Chen Ning'an instantly saw the world outlined by lines, and he knew the situation around him without having to try hard.

Five hundred meters behind him, avoiding the complicated lines, there was a man with only a skin left, looking at him bitterly.

"kill me!"

He can also see sounds!
Is this...divine consciousness?
Chen Ning'an's uneasiness and panic were gradually filled with great joy!

Divine consciousness! This must be divine consciousness!

He looked carefully at the person on the door and could see that the person's aura was completely azure blue.

He saw the color of the nightmare change from scarlet red to azure blue.

He even saw a trace other than the blue, a hint of purple, which was firmly nailed into the body of that thing.

what is that?
Chen Ning'an was curious and wanted to take a closer look.

then……

The pair of bright suns were gradually filled with red and madness.

"what!"

He screamed violently, covered his eyes and rolled back on the ground. It was so painful and his eyes were beyond their ability.

But he remembered the location on the human skin thing!
(End of this chapter)