It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Because the winners had no intention of using them at all.

Xiao Huai has collected the six desires, but has not successfully completed the game.

But how could there be a game in the world that is impossible to complete?

The main quest guides him to collect the six desires, trying to let him see the truth of human heart.

But only Xiao Huai himself understands.

Human hearts are inherently complex, with both good and evil.

Its depths have no limit and no end.

If all he sees is darkness and ugliness, then his downfall is already doomed.

But Xiao Huai remained calm and nothing could shake his mood.

So what is the tyrant of the hungry ghost realm?

Is it Yan Ming, or someone else?

or……

There are actually no tyrants in the hungry ghost realm.

After all, the mission never mentioned from beginning to end that the tyrant was in the hungry ghost realm.

The so-called monarch is just a cover.

Judging from the code, the monarch seems to have always been a person with great power.

But suppose tyrants really exist in the realm of hungry ghosts.

Then the hungry ghost realm now should be even more terrifying, not like it is now.

All existence is under the rule of heaven.

In the realm of hungry ghosts, where does the tyrant come from?

Xiao Huai's fingertips trembled slightly. He raised his head and whispered to himself:

"I give up special missions."

Yan Ming's smile froze, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he could hardly believe his ears.

What did he just say?

give up?

At this moment, Xiao Huai's black token began to emit golden light, and the golden light slowly spread until the entire token was completely dyed a dazzling gold.

Yan Ming was stunned, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

Impossible, how could his token turn golden?

That is a symbol of the way of heaven.

But hadn't he destroyed all the tokens?

He had no chance to open the road to heaven.

"He... is gambling..." Louis on the side understood.

Betting punishment.

He murmured to himself, feeling a shock he had never experienced before.

Bai Xian and Ye Yin looked at each other, their expressions were even more complicated than Louis's.

They had long known that Xiao Huai's token had been golden from the beginning.

And now, he is...returning to the way of heaven.

Xiao Huai looked at the golden token floating in the air with an indifferent look.

He didn't look at anyone, but just walked step by step towards the unknown direction.

At that moment, all the rules, desires and constraints could no longer stop him.

Yan Ming stood there, staring at Xiao Huai's back, without saying a word for a long time.

After a long moment, he chuckled softly.

"It turns out that he didn't belong here from the beginning."

Xiao Huai disappeared in a flash of light and shadow.

Louis stood quietly, his eyes following the direction where Xiao Huai disappeared, with an indescribable emotion surging in his eyes.

That back figure seemed to have traveled through countless time and space. It was so familiar that it made people tremble, but it was as vague as an unattainable dream.

I can't remember where I've seen it before.

He frowned, his eyes fell on Yan Ming, and asked in a low voice:

"Yan Ming. When all the light is within reach, who would be willing to let go and instead walk towards the abyss?"

Yan Ming turned his head away, his eyes seemed to be mocking, but not cold:

"If there are people like that, they're really crazy."

Will the person at the top be willing to give up and walk into the deepest darkness?

Leaving from the glory, only to touch the mud of the world.

Louis laughed softly, his laughter carrying a hint of melancholy.

The voice was as soft as a dream, "Yes, people like that are really crazy."

The whispering wind buried the afterglow of the celebration, but also infinitely magnified the anticipation in their hearts.

Would you be that kind of person?

Xiao Huai.

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The light around surged like a tide, reflecting a dazzling golden and white world.

Xiao Huai's footsteps were light and firm. He walked among the endless Buddha statues. The stone statues stood tall with their eyes lowered, as if silently watching his every step.

The light was so bright that his eyes narrowed slightly involuntarily, and his vision was blurred when he looked up.

There was a low murmur in my ears, several different voices that seemed to be hidden in the depths of the light.

"Can't we just let him stay here forever?"

"Can you bear to watch it?"

"Why would he come to our Tiandao during the punishment? Are we going to punish him?"

Xiao Huai frowned and looked around following the sound, but saw nothing.

He lowered his eyes and suddenly noticed some faint blue spots floating on the ground. Those spots were as faint as fireflies, but extremely lively.

When they noticed Xiao Huai's gaze, they trembled violently and fled in all directions as if frightened.

He squatted down, his fingertips almost touching one of the light spots. The blue light seemed to be attracted, and after a pause, it slowly approached him.

As he stood up, the light around him gradually softened. The originally dazzling glare became as warm as the morning light, and the scattered blue light spots seemed to have found a home, converging into a stream of light and flying forward.

Xiao Huai looked up and looked in the direction where the light spots gathered.

In front of us, a figure emerged from the void.

The man was wearing a white robe with complex golden patterns on it. Blue light dots surrounded him, like countless shooting stars dotting the night sky.

He wore a pure white mask without any expression, revealing only his jawline and slightly pursed lips.

The look behind the mask makes people feel uneasy.

"You gave up the special mission?" the man asked, his voice calm but with a certain unquestionable majesty.

Xiao Huai stopped and nodded slightly.

"Why?" the man asked, his tone flat, yet it seemed as if he had broken some kind of forbidden silence. "Don't you think Yan Ming is a tyrant?"

The man saw Xiao Huai shaking his head, his action was both indifferent and nonchalant, as if he had no interest in the question just now.

"Aren't you afraid that the punishment will be to die right here?" The man chuckled, with a hint of joking in his words.

Xiao Huai raised his eyes, his red eyes looking exceptionally cold in the light. "Death is also a kind of rebirth, why should I be afraid?"

The man was slightly startled, and after a moment he couldn't help laughing.

He saw it quite clearly.

The man took a deep breath and his eyes became sharp.

"In that case, I give you two choices. One is to remain in Tiandao forever and become my companion; the other is to accept the punishment that belongs only to you."

Xiao Huai raised his head slightly, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Staying in the Heavenly Dao forever? That's the real punishment."

At that moment, the sense of oppression that burst out from Xiao Huai's red eyes was as heavy as a mountain, and even made the man behind the mask take half a step back.

It was a look that Tiandao had not seen in many years, an unquestionable pride.

The man frowned, as if examining someone, or as if sighing.

"In that case, accept your punishment."

The light suddenly surged, and a low roar came between heaven and earth.