Collapse, survive

Huanlong seized the opportunity to enter.

In that instant, a fleeting darkness appeared in a clear, bright eye, then it ignited, and the whole world embraced the intruder, without distinction between them.

All the scenes—the bustling city, the noisy crowds—became a chaotic, fragmented mess of colors under this sweeping gaze, collapsing and crumbling, with up and down, left and right, inside and outside losing their standard.

Everything is being destroyed at an alarming rate, like a bubble.

In the end, only emptiness remained.

And the burning fire.

Fang Jie stood in this empty, flowing river, with a huge fire behind him. The torches of the Envoy level illuminated the place, and he could see his own reflection on the river's surface, beyond the panel of the goddess.

Flowing between existence and non-existence, the icy tides eternally wash over both banks, carrying everything to its final destination.

Here, the cries for help from drowning victims, their lamentations, joys, sweetness, and anguish are reflected...

The allure of nothingness is like a series of phantoms, somewhat similar to hazy illusions.

Perhaps all things that exist are always similar.

as well as.

It's always raining here.

Don't know why.

Huanlong didn't know why, but through the illusion, she finally entered Fang Jie's inner world. It was so lifelike, but what was in front of her?

She saw—a huge black hole, and the sea.

Why is this hallucination connected to this place?

"where is this place?"

She sensed something was wrong.

"Don't be nervous. Although the truth is horrifying, it's not beyond redemption yet. You, my delicious friend, still have a glimmer of hope, and that's why I'm here."

Fang Jie found it fascinating. Although he only saw his own reflection, the light from the panel girl had a reference point and was pointing to the seabed. Could it be that every time he went back and forth, it was a deep dive?

"As I said, I targeted you because of your deliciousness. My plan wasn't to make you give up or even abandon your evil ways, but to make you choose to save yourself. Tell me, under what circumstances would a person save themselves?"

The answer is: trapped in a desperate situation.

Fang Jie, who had already partially merged with Huanlong, watched as she began to burn fiercely in an attempt to leave, like a huge and dazzling sun illuminating the abyss.

"Thank you, Huanlong, thank you for illuminating my bottomless dream."

Fang Jie cheered her on.

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P.S.: Today's two chapters have been combined into one, so it's hard to separate them. Also, just a reminder that the Labor Day holiday is over ╰（￣▽￣）╭

Except for those with five days ヽ（￣︿￣）

Chapter 112 The humiliation comes before the reward.

Fang Jie's cheer really fueled the flames' enthusiasm.

Standing amidst nothingness, surrounded by darkness, the magnificent Suiyang celestial body, like a sun, is the only light here.

She rose from the horizon of existence, and under her light, endless monsters and fantasies were born, causing the Envoy-level Annihilation Lord to go all out. The intense pressure almost suffocated Fang Jie—he was already suffocating in the dead water.

In short, Huanlong's proud Destruction Legion was a joke here, utterly vulnerable, and fell into stagnant waters without a ripple.

And fantasy...

The sun has set.

The terrifying Lord of Annihilation now desired to destroy more than just the spirit; Huanlong wished he could annihilate him completely, body and soul. "Huanlong, you son of a bitch, just die!"

However, the fire and the light quietly vanished into the stagnant water.

It's even more exciting than the [Immortal] Ancient Sea in the Scale Abyss Realm.

To describe Huanlong's feelings at this moment in one sentence: Family, who understands? The possessed Suiyang has encountered a Blood Sin Spirit looking for a substitute.

The underworld is a grand stage; if you have a dream, come and join us.

Even amidst the ominous waters of death, the eruption of the annihilating lord, a being of the Envoy level, could not shake this land.

She couldn't believe it; how could Fang Jie possibly be hiding such power?

A power comparable to that of a Commander? That's impossible. He doesn't seem like a Commander at all. She screamed sharply, "This is impossible—the [Slumbering Formless One] never glances at anyone. He has no form, no shape, and no will..."

"But nothingness envelops everyone equally, just like me and you."

The sinking of Fang Jie into the water is more terrifying than any water ghost. It is a philosophical concept, an outflow within the rules of existence, one of the galactic wonders that expresses the finite within the infinite.

He is the strongest mental fusion warrior.

He also raised his head, and with the help of the dim firelight—a light that was neither warm nor bright—he could see clearly in the distance in the darkness—a huge black hole and the sea.

"So it's connected to here."

Fang Jie felt inexplicably at ease.

All that rises will converge, and within this 'River of Oblivion,' someone watches over everyone she encounters, converging into one of the myriad manifestations of [IX].

Or rather, she possessed this symbol, and all that flowed to this place was watched over by her.

—The horizon of existence.

The Academy of Social Sciences often refers to this as the 'nothingness horizon,' meaning the boundary between existence and nothingness. This boundary does not belong to the material realm, but rather is the 'end of reality' in a conceptual sense.

Although the horizon is non-material, those self-destructing beings influenced by [IX] and its destiny can observe the void horizon, which resembles the appearance of a star during a total eclipse.

And when that vision hangs like a dark sun in someone's eyes, it means that a self-destructive being is born.

It is unobservable.

The void horizon interacts with the observer only.

In other words, once someone observes the void horizon, they cannot stop this behavior and will irreversibly move towards the edge of the horizon, with no possibility of escape.

Oh well, Huanlong probably doesn't care. We've already seen it all, and we're already here.

"boom--!"

The noise ripped through the silence; she was irritable and concerned.

But it was too late.

According to some scholars who are interested in the concept of "nothingness," those who fall into it will be eternally fixed on the other side of an unobservable horizon, erased from reality.

These conclusions are difficult to verify or disprove, or may be fabrications by fictional historians...

"Open it for me!"

Huanlong unleashed his power, attempting to destroy the 'prison' in his eyes.

It's not entirely meaningless, but it's not very practical.

Let alone this being a representation of [IX], even if it were just a creation—if the creations of the Star God were so easily destroyed, even an envoy could do it. Why is the Immortal Ship helpless against the various traces of the Medicine Masters, and thus has to cooperate with the Wisdom Clan to seal and guard them?

Faced with the attack and destruction, this stagnant water didn't even ripple; she dared not approach the black sun any further, and could only flee with her back to it.

Like Gus.

Wait, then what am I?

Even though she was about to run away, she still relentlessly pursued Fang Jie with gritted teeth.

A 'shell' fell from the ghost-like big eyes. Not long ago, Tingyun's tail, which Fang Jie had rubbed until his clothes were in disarray, burned, expanded, and plunged into the stagnant water, dragging Fang Jie ashore!

"Don't try to escape!"

The tone was quite emotional.

"!"

Well, after all, it's a messenger, and it's the kind of thing that becomes stronger the more it self-destructs.

Fang Jie didn't resist; after being exposed to the stagnant water, he...

I felt calm.

An indescribable peace and tranquility.

Just like on Friday night, when you get home from get off work/school, you frantically pounce on your bed, ready to hide there for the next two days.

All phones are turned off.

If someone asks why they can't reach you on Monday, just say your phone ran away from home and you just managed to get it back.

In short, nothingness is not scary at all; don't think of it as something so bad.

By using the light of Huanlong burning himself to illuminate others, Fang Jie saw more of the scene here: endless lives sleeping in the water, lamentations, joys, sweetness, pain, and also a peaceful, lazy posture.

The souls and bodies of these lives are eroded by inertia. Their eyes lose their luster, becoming empty and vacant. They no longer pursue progress and growth, no longer yearn for exploration and discovery. They completely shed the shackles of racial rise, personal growth, and familial upbringing, indulging in a kind of inexplicable comfort, letting time slip away quietly from their fingertips.

Here, time seems to lose its meaning. All life no longer works on time, no longer struggles for survival. They have forgotten the taste of hard work and struggle, only knowing how to enjoy the comfort and ease in front of them, immersing themselves in illusory scenes, and escaping the responsibilities and challenges of the real world.

In this process, the body gradually weakens, the spirit becomes increasingly listless, and the soul will eventually sink into the unobservable horizon and be erased from reality.

But they will not have any psychological burden, and their hearts will only be filled with endless peace and comfort. In the end, they will inevitably die in their laziness, a complete death.

That's good. In other worlds, dying incompletely always leaves behind some special skills, and leaving behind ashes is especially terrifying.

The allure of nothingness is so exquisite that this process cannot be repaired by any means. Illusory eyes have begun to shed tears of blood, and the once bright flames are dissipating towards the black sun.

It was as if what she longed for was right there...

"No!"

She didn't believe it. As the Great Yang, she was used to tempting living beings to their doom. It had nothing to do with the strength of her will; she simply understood that 'everything has a price.'

Huanlong forcefully elbowed Fang Jie: "Tell me quickly, how do we get out of here?!"

Fang Jie turned over and ignored her.

Her expression is still the same: (?﹃?)

He's been really keen to make a move lately, probably because the black sun in the Destiny Space, which connects to the Void, is expanding too rapidly, taking up 70% of his power.

Fang Jie has been focusing solely on numerical expansion lately, so he needs to reduce his burden, or perhaps increase it... to sever, or rather, consume a portion of the increasingly massive pull of the [Void].

"Wake up, wake up!"

Huanlong was furious, recalling how this guy had been shouting so confidently earlier about 'under what circumstances a person can save themselves...'.

You've got yourself in a desperate situation and you want me to save you, haven't you?!

Huanlong was furious.

She needed this; she needed it to stimulate her gradually numbed senses and reignite her fighting spirit.

An inexplicable force annihilated the destruction, and the surrounding space-time instantly froze. Her thoughts were also twisted into a knot, and she needed this anger.

The more you try to escape, the harder it becomes. You spin in circles, your sense of direction is gone, and only gravity pulls your soul as you plummet into the boundless darkness...

It's not scary; it will pull you into its embrace.

What was truly terrifying was a cluster of flames.

"I do not believe!"

Huanlong seized that glimmer of hope, intensified his elbow strike, and continued to flee towards the horizon beyond which existed. That was also the origin of Fang Jie's Destiny Space. Huanlong could sense it through 'merging into one,' but it was difficult to reach it.

"Wake up, wake up!"

She charged forward in destruction, trying to use the solution to open the path she had come from and return to the world of the living. However, pain and the threat to her life could not awaken her, nor could they open that path.

His expression (?﹃?) remained unchanged.

"You deserve to die! You..."

Huanlong felt only bad luck.

She wouldn't see Fang Jie as a human, but he wasn't a Blood Sin Spirit either. He was something that possessed human memories and personality, and looked very much like a human, but was closer to a 'spiritual being'.

The history of spiritual beings, represented by Star Spirits, Suiyang, and Wuwubo, can be traced back to the beginning of the Amber Period.

Initially, the Protoss had no independent consciousness, simply drifting aimlessly through the galaxy. During the Age of Outer Space, nameless beings roamed freely across the galaxy. These beings, with their finite lifespans and intense emotions of love, desire, life, and death, impacted the Protoss's barren core. The image of human freedom of action tempted the Protoss, making them the hosts they most desired and coveted.