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Although Nie Wan made it clear that He Chang was still not at ease.

She slowly, very slowly flicked the roses that bloomed from her golden belt toward the riverbank.

Although the rose petals cast in gold are not as light as real petals, they can still sway naturally in this still space of memory.

The petals drifted into this frozen scene, shattering it instantly.

The moonlight filling the screen shimmered with silver light as it broke apart, creating a beautiful hue that He Chang loved.

But now, this beautiful color scheme made her feel somewhat terrified.

She knew Nie Wan was right behind her, watching the shattered scene without moving.

A new scene was generated in the shattered moonlight, and then immediately shattered by golden rose petals.

Golden petals and shattered silver light intertwine, propelling the figures in the scene to move continuously.

He Chang was initially worried that Nie Wan would eventually become emotionally unstable because of his constant destruction.

Even the slightest uncontrollable emotion is an unbearable burden for oneself.

But as she looked at the picture, the person in the image attracted her attention, causing her to gradually forget about Nie Wan behind her.

Nie Wan still felt dissociated, as if everything happening before her eyes was not something she had experienced.

Perhaps her true self has already died at some point, or perhaps everything before her eyes is just a long illusion. When she wakes up, she will return to this river, to her bed at home, or perhaps to the morgue, to the ghostly banners that hang like ephemeral nights, to the very core of her erotic consciousness…

Suddenly, her hand was grabbed.

Nie Wan looked up and saw Lan Xiangyuan staring at her.

“If I’m going to face it, I’ll do it myself,” she said.

The memories she shared with Nie Wan mainly consisted of the period after her death when they were trapped inside the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag was Ye Rutan's most deeply hidden trump card. But for Nie Wan and Lan Xiangyuan, this card was completely transparent.

They had all spent at least two years there, and were extremely familiar with the gray mist that wandered in the flag and the bewildered, unconscious souls. They could walk through it with their eyes closed and could sense the rank of the souls that approached them.

But that doesn't mean that seeing this scene won't cause the two people pain.

It was a naked, survival-of-the-fittest arena.

All souls are forced into a life-or-death struggle while in a daze.

Those who are lucky enough to win will survive today and await the call of the next day.

Those who fail may be torn to pieces by their opponents, or they may be expelled by the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag.

Lan Xiangyuan didn't know where these people would be sent before. It was only after she came into contact with Nie Wan's memories that she learned that the losers would be sent to Mandala to become the nourishment for her to raise the Japanese devils.

This outcome is worse than being torn to pieces.

Biting it into pieces is only a momentary pain, but being planted in a lotus flower and continuously absorbed and entwined by it is not only painful, but also lingering and almost endless.

When Nie Wan first became the Ghost King of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag and attempted to attack the flag, he was sent there by Ye Rutan.

At that time, Nie Wan had already "eaten" Lan Xiangyuan and was gradually regaining consciousness.

This made her exceptionally tenacious, and she struggled within the lotus for a whole month, almost shattering the lotus that had given birth to countless Japanese devils.

Mandala used various curses and spells, but none of them could subdue her. Even when she used divine pronouncements and artifacts to suppress her, Nie Wan was able to adapt quickly and continue her charge.

Since she had nothing left, Nie Wan decided to go all out, to the point that all sorts of magical artifacts and props were ineffective on her.

With no other option, Mandala had to return this formidable evil spirit to Ye Rutan.

Ye Rutan didn't take Nie Wan seriously either. At that time, she didn't understand that this person was destined to become their lifelong enemy. She would regret it immensely later, but at the time, she just didn't know.

Nie Wan then returned to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner and re-entered the endless battle. In the process, she devoured the souls of many people, including the resentful Queen Mary. (The story continues...)

Starting over is painful, but it's not as blind as the first time.

Nie Wan already had a general understanding of just how powerful the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner was, and to what extent it would need to accumulate before it could possibly break through her defenses and allow her to escape.

As long as you have a goal, there is still hope.

However, in her dazed state at that time, she could not accurately estimate the power of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner, and her second breakthrough also ended in failure.

This time, Ye Rutan finally took this ghost, whom she had previously ignored, seriously, and singled her out for her own dissection and study.

It was at that time that he met Tianxi Changyi.

Tianxi Changyi did not come for Nie Wan, but rather because she sensed something was wrong with Ye Rutan.

"Even though I know it's normal, it still feels unbelievable to see them ignoring you like this."

Lan Xiangyuan held up the Wheel of Fortune and Misfortune, within which rolling misfortunes condensed into whips, relentlessly lashing the screen and urging it forward.

Nie Wan has three clones who experienced different stages of memory being shattered, so naturally they have to go through three dissociations. Hearing Lan Xiangyuan, she slowly raised her eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Lan Xiangyuan turned around and gave her a bright smile.

“I’ve always felt that you are born to be the center of the world at all times, no matter what you become. And it turns out that’s really the case.”

Nie Wan shook her head: "You overestimate me."

Lan Xiangyuan shook her head more resolutely than she did: "It's because you always look down on yourself. My parents broke my heart, and your brother broke yours too."

She's getting into acting again.

After entering the game, many problems piled up on her, and many unknown mysteries entangled her. The road ahead was uncertain, and she was unsure whether her efforts would be fully rewarded. Therefore, the exaggerated, dramatic traits she used to disguise herself gradually faded away.

But now, she seems to have returned to the state she was in when Nie Wan was first reborn.

He laughed easily, as if this upheaval was not enough to shake anything.

Nie Wan knew this was to comfort her, just like she had comforted her not long ago.

She accepted the reassurance and said, "I'm fine, I'm not affected by it, let's keep going."

Lan Xiangyuan nodded.

Tianxi Changyi was much more rigid in the first playthrough than she is now.

He stormed into the heart of the Ghost Clan, without anyone with him. As he raised his hands, the Asura Blood Blade and Asura Blood Sword were drawn from the River of Blood on their own, and then swept everything in their path without hesitation.

Nearly half of the volcanic hell was extinguished by the river of blood, and the other half lost its luster.

Ye Rutan was tormenting Nie Wan, who had been split in two, observing the trend of her soul merging into one. Upon hearing the noise, one of them took Nie Wan into its personal space, while the other stepped out.