Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 392 402: Sword and Furnace, Spirit and Fire
The soul makes a sound when it burns, like the soft popping of dry wood when it is burned by flames.

The layers of gray clouds that originally densely covered the sky above Luozhou have now turned blood red, stretching for thousands of miles. Everyone in Luozhou has seen this strange sight.

Some people hiding deep underground could not help but crawl to the ground after hearing their companions' exclamations, staring blankly at this unprecedented scene.

There are people who walk cautiously on the road, trying to cross the ghost town of Luozhou and escape to other states in search of a chance of survival.

There were people who watched the entire battle between the Starving Ghosts and the Northern Dark Army from the side of the battlefield...

At this moment, all these people raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

"So beautiful!" He Sui couldn't help but exclaim.

In the past, the sky of Luozhou was always covered with gray clouds. Coupled with the extremely desolate environment of Luozhou, it felt like a cage, depressing and cramped.

But now, the majestic burning flames dyed the entire sky blood red, like a bright rose wrapped in a dull bud that finally bloomed, beautiful and charming.

"Zheng!!"

Suddenly, an extremely huge sword light appeared, making a shocking sound, shattering the fantasies of countless people.

The huge and domineering sword shadow stirred up the wind and clouds, and flames burned on the sword, imprinting the clouds on it.

"boom!!"

At the same time, the furnace was not to be outdone and a loud noise was emitted. The high-quality soul flame burned out pictures on the furnace.

Sword and furnace, spirit and fire.

Then, under everyone's intriguing gaze, the sword light and the furnace collided with each other.

At that moment, the heaven and earth seemed to be torn apart, and an energy wave that could not be described in words swept in all directions, shaking everyone's eardrums.

The space was distorted at this moment, as if a calm lake was suddenly stirred up by a huge rock, and the ripples continued to spread outward.

"Hey!!"

Suddenly, cracks appeared at the center of the collision between the two sides, not sure whether it was the giant sword or the furnace.

"Huwu..."

The exaggerated strong wind sounded like the screaming of ghosts, or like some huge object inhaling.

Then, the sword light shattered with a loud bang, and countless air currents rolled towards the surroundings like dragons.

In the sky, a weak figure slowly fell down.

"Oh no, he lost!" The Fox Spirit God found it difficult to accept this fact.

"Why is this happening!"

The hunched body of the earth guardian god became even more hunched. He picked up the hoe, trying to gather the last bit of strength to see if he could kill the Xuanhuang hungry ghost, even if it meant dying together with him.

However, he was seriously injured and almost on the verge of death. Even a corner of his divine realm was broken, making it impossible for him to do anything.

Everyone stared at the scene in a daze.

It seems that things did not unfold as the story said, and justice did not triumph over evil.

The figure slowly floating down from the blood-red clouds looked like a fallen leaf, reflected in people's eyes.

"Did you lose?!"

He Sui's tone was somewhat sad. In her opinion, the history she witnessed should be that the Beiming Army killed the source of the starving ghosts and regained Luozhou into human hands.

But the result was exactly the opposite. The furnace standing tall in the center of Luozhou was like a nightmare in everyone's heart.

The burning flame represents resentment and despair. Its existence declares that hunger and suffering will continue on this land.

Su Hongying stood behind He Sui, looking at the figure floating down from the sky, silent for a long time.

At this moment, she seemed to see the shadow of her brother. She believed that her brother must have been so helpless and desperate at that time.

The Xuanhuang hungry ghost is like a huge shadow, pressing down on the earth.

Just as Lin Beixuan was about to fall, the Fox Spirit God caught him and held him in his arms.

Lin Beixuan was in a very miserable state at this moment. He was like a piece of porcelain that was about to break, with tiny cracks all over the surface of his body.

And it's not just his body, it's his soul as well.

The fox spirit god held him in his arms, not even daring to use any strength, and restrained all the worldly god aura in his body.

She was worried that if she wasn't careful, Lin Beixuan would be shattered.

The guardian god squatted down and gently placed Lin Beixuan on the ground. He staggered to Lin Beixuan's side. He was one of the few secular gods present who could still move.

After checking Lin Beixuan's condition, the Fox Spirit God breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, his temple of incense and worship has kept him alive!"

The Earth Guardian stared at Lin Beixuan's shattered body and said in a serious tone: "The damage to the body is a small matter, the damage to the soul is the biggest problem. Even for me, this is the first time I have seen such serious damage to the soul."

"It was like being burned by fire and then violently hit by another force. There was not a single intact part of my body."

"I can't even think of any way to repair this kind of injury."

The guardian god of the earth has lived for more than a thousand years, which is considered long even among secular gods. He has received a lot of worship and knows many things in the secular world.

According to his understanding, even the most proficient human immortal in medicine could only sigh in despair at the sight of such serious damage to the soul.

"As long as people are alive, there is hope!"

The Fox Spirit God gritted his teeth and said to the Earth Protector God: "Please help me take good care of him."

"Are you planning to face the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost by yourself!?" The Guardian God of Earth saw through the Fox Spirit God's thoughts at a glance.

"Yeah." The Fox Spirit God nodded and looked towards the burning furnace.

"Maybe it's just holding on now. If I blow up the Incense Temple, maybe I can take it with me."

The earth guardian god remained silent after hearing this.

However, just as the Fox Spirit God was about to rush forward and die together with the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost, there was suddenly movement from the direction of the Beiming Army.

The Fox Spirit God didn't want to pay any attention. She was determined to die at this moment, and the only thing in her eyes was the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost.

However, when she saw the astonished look of the Earth Guardian God, she couldn't help but look in the direction he was looking.

The common god had amazing eyesight. He saw large numbers of starving ghosts' followers and starving ghosts of different levels in the direction of the Beiming Army, frozen in place as if they were under a spell.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the first starving ghost turned into ashes in the wind and slowly drifted away.

Then the second one, the third one...

Countless starving ghosts turned into ashes and scattered in the air, like a black blood, floating in the wind and finally merging into the earth.

At this moment, the entire battlefield fell into a strange silence. All sounds seemed to have disappeared, and only the sound of the wind and the sound of the flying ashes of starving ghosts echoed between heaven and earth.

"Squeak... bang..."

The flame on the huge furnace that stood between heaven and earth went out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its color changed from yellow to gray, like a stone that had been weathered for a long time, with pits and holes on it. Finally, it completely shattered and turned into wisps of ashes just like the army of starving ghosts below.

However, there seem to be many mirrors mixed among these ashes. If you look closely, you will find that these broken mirrors reflect the lives of different people.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and the fate of different people was compressed in these fragments. Scenes of the past flowed like a kaleidoscope in the broken mirror.

Some laugh, some cry, some are separated by life and death, and some are reunited and gathered together. Behind each face, there is a person's life.

He Sui and Su Hongying looked at each other, and they saw the same shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

The ashes flying all over the sky were actually the memories of different people. It was as if what was being refined in the furnace was something called "life".

"Those starving ghosts...are all gone!"

He Sui swallowed and stared at the scene in a daze.

I originally thought that history would develop towards the direction of an endless ghost realm, but I didn't expect that in the end, the human side would win after all.

"Look, the clouds in the sky have dispersed." Su Hongying pointed to the sky.

He Sui looked in the direction he was looking and saw the ashes being swept up into the sky by the breeze and crashing into the clouds, as if absorbing the clouds and mist, revealing Luozhou's originally clear sky.

"It seems that we won in the end!"

The Fox Spirit God's tense body suddenly relaxed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The smile was very light, as if some burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

She sat directly on the ground, with complex emotions surging in her narrow eyes.

No one spoke at this time because they didn't want to ruin this rare atmosphere.

Be it the secular gods or the Beiming Army, they all assumed what they considered the most relaxing posture and just watched quietly.

The ashes drifted farther and farther away, as if taking away all the sadness and pain of the past.

Not far from the battlefield, Xi Xuan was standing on a hillside with a woman holding a child in her arms.

They raised their heads and looked at the scene above. It was as if something in their hearts was suddenly untied and they felt relaxed.

"It seems that I am no longer needed!" Xi Xuan opened his mouth and sighed.

The woman glanced at Xi Xuan and said nothing, but gently grabbed Xi Xuan's hand.

"I know, don't worry, nothing will happen!"

Xi Xuan had a gentle smile on his face, but unfortunately his face was that of a zombie, extremely ugly and hideous. However, in the woman's eyes, he seemed to be more handsome than any other man in the world.

And behind them, there were many zombies and translucent ghosts.

After a short pause, Xi Xuan and the woman took a step forward and continued walking towards the battlefield, but one of them stepped firmly on the ground while the other one was floating.

After they moved, the crowds of zombies and ghosts behind them also moved, following their footsteps.

This team composed of zombies and ghosts came to assist the Beiming Army from the beginning.

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"Hey, why haven't you woken up yet? What on earth happened to Lao Lin in the secular world?!"

"Shi Fu, just put me down and let me wipe it. If Lao Lin wakes up and finds out that you have been wiping his body, he will probably scold me to death."

"Wow... I'm telling you, my bride was too much. She dumped me over a disagreement. She used to suck my blood every day. Now that she's gone, I'm a little uncomfortable."

……

In the endless darkness, Lin Beixuan could always hear a voice chattering there, always muttering that he was hurt by love and might never love again in his life.

At the same time, there was always a warm and slender hand wiping his body with a towel, kneading his muscles and pressing his acupoints.

Lin Beixuan wanted to open his eyes, but he was too tired. He couldn't even lift his eyelids, let alone exert any strength.

He felt like he had fallen into an impossibly deep dry well. All around him was darkness and nothingness. The only thing he could sense was the hand that was constantly taking care of him and the voice that kept nagging at him.

An unknown amount of time passed like this, and time seemed to have lost its original meaning to him.

Finally, after countless attempts, Lin Beixuan found that his eyelids could move, so he used all his strength to open the gap wider and wider...

"Drip, drip, drip..."

The snow-white ceiling, the cold room, the unique and familiar smell of disinfectant and the sounds of medical equipment.

Lin Beixuan's eyes trembled slightly, and he opened and closed his eyes for a while. It took him a long time to adapt before he gradually saw the scene in front of him clearly.

What appeared before him was a young girl, wearing simple clothes, with her black hair casually tied into a ponytail hanging behind her head, fair skin, and a gentle look between her brows.

The girl was very excited to see Lin Beixuan waking up, but she did not say anything and ran out immediately.

Lin Beixuan turned his head and saw that it was drizzling outside the window. He took a deep breath, and the moist air seeped into his lungs through his mouth and nose.

Not long after, the girl who had left came back in a hurry, and following behind her was a middle-aged doctor with a helpless expression.

"It's a good thing that the patient has woken up, but there's no need to be so excited!"

The middle-aged doctor said with a smile, then looked at Lin Beixuan, stretched out his hand and waved in front of Lin Beixuan, and asked.

"Can you see me clearly, or can you hear me?"

Lin Beixuan nodded.

The middle-aged doctor raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this, glanced at the nervous girl beside him, then looked at Lin Beixuan and said, "Can you speak?"

Lin Beixuan tried to answer, but found that his throat was abnormally disturbed and he could only squeeze out a few unclear words.

The girl immediately understood what was happening and quickly brought a cup of warm water and carefully fed Lin Beixuan a few sips.

After moistening his throat, Lin Beixuan felt much better and spoke incoherently: "Shi Fu... why am I here?"

When saying this, Lin Beixuan did not look at the doctor, but stared at the girl.

When Huang Shifu saw Lin Beixuan speaking, his face lit up with joy. He quickly took out a notebook from his arms, quickly wrote down the answer, and then opened it and handed it to Lin Beixuan.

"Cheng Hao suddenly received a letter saying that you were in danger, so Cheng Hao went to where you lived and found that you had been in a coma, so he brought you to the hospital."

"Sorry for causing you trouble!" Lin Beixuan smiled weakly and said to Huang Shifu.

The middle-aged doctor examined Lin Beixuan's body and found nothing unusual. He said, "You should be the secular prince mentioned in the TV news. Recently, many people with symptoms like you have come to the hospital. They have been in a coma for a long time, which has caused organ failure."

"I'm curious what's so good about that world. Is it worth sacrificing half of your life for it?"

"If your friend hadn't brought you here early, you might be dead now!"

The middle-aged doctor stared at Lin Beixuan in a serious tone.

"Honestly, your current situation is terrible. Your ID shows that you are only 20 years old, but your body organs are the same as those of a 70-year-old man."

"I don't know much about you secular people, but I still have to tell you that if you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't live for more than three months."

After saying this, the middle-aged doctor shook his head and sighed and left.

As soon as Lin Beixuan turned his gaze, he saw Huang Shifu put a notebook in front of him, which read: "Don't worry, as long as you wake up safely."

Looking at the other person's gentle smile, Lin Beixuan felt warm in his heart and said, "Can you help me go to the bathroom?"

Huang Shifu's cheeks blushed when she heard this, but she still carefully helped Lin Beixuan up and walked him to the bathroom door.

"I can do the rest myself."

Lin Beixuan said that he could do it by himself. Huang Shifu was a girl after all. After confirming that Lin Beixuan could indeed take off his pants by himself, she walked away with a blushing face.

"Click..."

After closing the bathroom door, Lin Beixuan did not go into the toilet. Instead, he placed his hands on the sink with difficulty and looked up at the mirror in front of him.

Reflected in the smooth mirror was a pale, weak figure.

(End of this chapter)