Dragon Yuan plus system, I, Emperor Shi Tian, ​​sweep across the heavens

In this gray world, there is no concept of time and no boundaries of space.

Indra kept his mind focused, woke up from the first level of illusion, and slowly opened his eyes.

There was endless nothingness all around, and the air was filled with an indescribable breath, like the whispers and wails of millions of people before their death.

He looked down at his feet, and what he saw was not land, but countless broken fragments of memories.

Each one flashed with scenes from the past - the temple he once guarded collapsed, the person he once loved fell, and the world he once promised to be immortal fell into chaos...

"Is this...the inner demon calamity?"

His voice echoed in the emptiness, but did not evoke any response.

This is not an illusion, but a deeper spiritual dimension, a real cage built of obsession and fear.

"Xiao Qi." He tried to contact the system, feeling a little uneasy.

"Warning... The current environment is unknown and system functions cannot be called... It is recommended to keep consciousness stable..." Xiao Qi's voice came intermittently, with a little instability and weakness.

"How much more can you run?" Indra asked in a deep voice.

"Less than 30%... The laws here are chaotic and have deviated from the normal cognitive system... The only feasible method is to awaken the power of the 'true self'."

"True self?" Indra frowned slightly.

"It is the original will of the self, an existence that is not disturbed by memories, emotions, or external forces... Only it can tear apart the cage woven by all thoughts."

Just as he finished speaking, a violent heartbeat sound came from a distance, as if some existence was slowly approaching.

The next moment, a familiar figure emerged from the gray fog—it was a woman in a white robe, with cold brows and eyes full of grief and anger.

"Why didn't you protect her?" Her voice pierced the soul like a needle. "You said you wanted to protect the world, but she died in the end!"

That was... his "lover" who was lost in the war, perhaps she had already died!

Indra's pupils suddenly shrank, and an unprecedented feeling of powerlessness surged in his chest.

He opened his mouth to argue, but found that his throat seemed to be strangled by invisible chains and he couldn't even make a sound.

The scene in front of him began to distort, and he saw himself standing on the ruins, surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The oath he once made solemnly seemed so pale at this moment.

"You can't do it!" The woman's figure became clearer and clearer, with anger burning in her eyes. "You are just a loser, destined to be forgotten!"

Indra's faith began to waver, and the despair almost swallowed him completely.

Just as he was about to fall into the abyss of obsession, a soft but firm voice sounded: "You are not her, nor are you them... You are yourself."

A mysterious woman walked out of the void, her green dress fluttering in the wind, holding an ancient jade slip in her hand, engraved with obscure runes.

She walked lightly, as if walking in the void, and went straight to Indra, pointing her finger at his brow.

"Om-"

In an instant, a cool feeling surged into the sea of consciousness, instantly cutting off those tangled emotions.

"This is one of the core areas of the Wannian Samsara Realm. Every wisp of wind carries the obsession of the intruder, and every step will crush the afterimages of the past."

The mysterious woman spoke calmly, yet with a kind of clarity that comes from having experienced many vicissitudes of life, "I was once trapped here, and I was able to escape by stripping myself of myself."

As she spoke, she handed over the jade slip in her hand: "This is the key to breaking the world, but there is a price to pay to use it. I have not yet figured out what it is."

Emperor Shitian took the jade slip and looked serious: "Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

The mysterious woman smiled slightly, but there was a trace of deep fatigue in her eyes: "I am Hou Tu, the ancestor witch, from the Holy Land of Heavenly Witches..."

"The ancestor witch...Hou Tu..." Emperor Shitian was shocked and remembered the legend about the ancestor witch Hou Tu.

Among the several great ancestor witches in the Tianwu Holy Land, Hou Tu is the most mysterious. Few people have seen her true body, and she has always existed only in legends.

Unexpectedly, she had also been to the God of War Tower and made it to the 100th level.

But... why did she help me? Was it because of the perfect witch pattern? Or the witch clan's inheritance?

"Please remember, the true master of this world is not what you see... but the one called 'The Master of All Thoughts'."

"It exploits the weaknesses of human hearts to strengthen itself, devours obsession and fear, and builds an eternal cage." Hou Tu continued to remind.

“The Lord of Ten Thousand Thoughts…” Upon hearing this name, Emperor Shitian’s heart was suddenly shocked, “So that’s how it is!”

He finally understood that this was not just a test, but also a plot.

Someone or some existence set this trap, waiting for people like him to step into it and eventually become food.

"So, how do I leave?" he asked.

Hou Tu shook her head gently: "The real answer is in your heart."

After saying this, her figure gradually disappeared into the void, leaving only the jade slip lying quietly in the palm of Emperor Shitian.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and the chaotic source power in his body slowly recovered. Although it was still suppressed, it was no longer as sluggish as before.

"Xiao Qi, how is your recovery progress?"

"Currently maintained at 32%, the system core is being recalibrated... Please make a decision as soon as possible."

Indra slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He slowly raised his hand and lightly touched the jade slip with his fingertips. The chaotic source power in his body quietly flowed, trying to resonate with it.

The next moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up between heaven and earth, as if the whole world was shaking.

The inner demon storm is approaching.

A horrific storm was surging in the world of reincarnation, as if the whole world was wailing.

Emperor Shitian stood on the shattered memory fragments, his eyes as bright as sparks. The source of chaos slowly circulated in his body, producing a subtle resonance with the jade slip in his hand.

He has no way out.

"Since you want to devour my obsession, then come on!" Emperor Shitian growled and actively released a wisp of chaotic aura. It was the pressure of the Holy Emperor realm, enough to attract all the demon illusions formed by obsession.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and countless fragments of memory rose from under his feet, interweaving into scenes that had once been unfinished.

——Bai Suzhen was trapped by the enemy, Luo Xian fell into his arms and bled profusely, and the Master fell in the enemy's camp...

Each illusion was vivid and brought with it a soul-tearing pain.

These were regrets that he was unable to prevent, but now they have become bait to lure the Lord of All Thoughts to show up.

"Come on, let me see how strong you are." Emperor Shitian smiled coldly, tightly grasped the jade slip in his right hand, slowly raised his left hand, and an ancient sword rune appeared in his palm.

This is the "Thought-Cutting Sword Intention" that he comprehended in the Holy Land of Chaos. It combines the power of the seven major sects and can sever cause and effect and reverse the rules of the Nine Realms.

If it weren't for the chaotic and suppressive power of the laws here, he would have used this move long ago.

At this moment, a deep laugh came from the depths of the void, like thousands of overlapping voices: "Ant, how dare you try to bite back at me?"

Before he finished his words, a huge shadow slowly emerged from the center of the storm.

It was a being formed by countless obsessions, shaped like a human, but without a face or form, and only a pair of bottomless eyes that revealed an endless desire to devour.

"The Lord of All Thoughts, are you finally willing to show up?" Emperor Shitian's eyes turned cold, and the jade slip in his hand suddenly activated. A green light shot up into the sky, and in an instant a cage built of will was constructed around him.

This is the key to breaking the world left by Houtu. Although no one knows what the cost is, it has been activated at this moment, temporarily locking the Lord of All Thoughts within this space.

"cut!"

Indra no longer hesitated and chopped with his sword!

At that moment, the sky and the earth lost their color, and the nine realms seemed to tremble.

The chaotic sword intent tore through the void and slashed directly at the body of the Lord of All Thoughts, tearing a crack in his huge will!

“Ah!!!” The master roared, and the entire world of reincarnation shook violently. The space began to collapse, and countless memory fragments flew around and turned into nothingness.

Indra took advantage of the situation to break through. His body was as fast as lightning, shuttling between the gaps in the collapsing space, and finally rushed out of the core of the storm.

Just when he thought he was finally out of trouble, a sigh suddenly came from behind him:

"You thought you escaped? This is just the first door."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene before his eyes changed drastically.

The originally empty world was suddenly replaced by countless mirrors, each of which reflected his appearance at different stages of life - young and frivolous, ascending the throne for the first time, conquering the four directions, and asking questions alone...

And in the mirror at the deepest part, a figure stood quietly.

That person looked exactly like him, except that his eyes were as cold as ice and there was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw through everything.

Indra's pupils shrank slightly, and an unprecedented chill rose in his heart.