The moment Zhang Fan's palm touched the white mask, the whole world fell silent. Not only did the world become quiet, but even time froze and the flow of air stopped abruptly.
The wind stopped dancing, the clouds stopped moving, and the river stopped undulating. The light is no longer bright and dazzling, and the darkness is no longer deep and quiet.
Everything has lost its meaning of existence. Whether it was an illusion or something real, those inexplicable words were echoing throughout the dark underground tunnel.
"Heaven and earth share the same fault...the root of all qi...throw out the old and bring in the new..." After hearing these intermittent words from another world, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a huge wave in his heart.
His face was full of disbelief, he was completely shocked, and an inexplicable fear was like a rough tide, drowning him in the abyss.
"This...how is this possible? How do you know..."
"No! Impossible!! I am the owner of the black leather manual, how could it...choose to tell you..."
"How could it tell you...this...word?!!" Zhang Fan in the other world was extremely horrified and wanted to distance himself from Zhang Fan, but as soon as he made a move, he found that he Can't move.
It seemed that the moment Zhang Fan's palm touched the white mask on his face, he was unable to move, as if he was forcibly trapped in place by an invisible force.
He cannot move, his eyes cannot squint, and only his mouth can make sounds. When Zhang Fan fell into fear in the other world, he saw that Zhang Fan, who was pinned to the ground by him and covered in blood, stood up straight like a puppet, floating in the air and stiffly.
...In a dark world, Zhang Fan woke up from a coma. He looked at his surroundings and found that he was immersed in a huge lake.
He is the only one here. There is neither Zhang Fan from another world nor the terrifying red-clothed ghost. The water of the lake is pitch black, endless and vast as far as the eye can see. It is so cold, so quiet, without any ripples, just like ink pouring down and gathering together.
Zhang Fan was soaked all over. He struggled to stand up and wanted to leave the lake and go to the shore. But when he looked around, he found that there was nothing but lake water, and there was no river bank.
cold! The indescribable coldness spread into his body along the lake water, seeming to penetrate into his bone marrow and into his soul, almost freezing him to death.
As he continued to struggle, the originally calm lake water suddenly boiled violently, and smelly black bubbles gurgled out of the water.
Immediately afterwards, traces of lake water followed Zhang Fan's sweat pores and crazily penetrated into his body. At this moment, as the lake water penetrated into his body, overwhelming sounds filled with endless negative energy suddenly exploded in his body and mind, in his mind, and in his soul.
"Hate?"
"Do you hate your miserable childhood?"
"Do you hate the unfairness of fate?"
"Do you hate this world?"
"Do you hate your own powerlessness?" More and more voices enveloped Zhang Fan and swallowed him up. The black lake water boiled more and more violently, submerging his body bit by bit.
"Because of your weakness, everyone who loves you will leave, but there is nothing you can do..."
"Because of your cowardice, everyone who loves you will disappear..."
"Because of your incompetence, you are destined to be manipulated by others for the rest of your life..."
"Everyone will die...all people will perish because of you..."
"You can't save it, you can't fight it..."
"I can only cry silently like a useless coward..."
"Do you hate it?"
"I still remember the year your parents died, all the kids from the next door neighbor came to bully you and called you a bastard orphan..."
"Do you hate it?"
"I still remember that your aunt and your cousins called you an immature wimp behind your back, and burned the only photo your mother left for you..."
"Do you hate it?"
"I still remember that in the winter, you could only wear a pair of worn-out old shoes, shivering from the cold, and watched them having fun in the house..."
"Do you hate it?"
"Remember the slap that a wealthy family in the village gave you when they took away your childhood sweetheart..."
"Do you hate it?"
"I still remember that your uncle wanted to send you to an orphanage that year, and wanted to cut off all contact with you..."
"Do you hate it?"
"I still remember that your favorite puppy was poisoned to death by a dog thief with a poisonous needle. The children in the village kept throwing stones at you and taunting you..."
"Do you hate it?"
"You are obviously from the same village, why do they treat you like this?"
"Why does everyone come to bully you?"
"Why is everyone pointing fingers at you behind your back?"
"Why did you have to endure all the grievances and sufferings alone when Zhang Suya was reduced to ashes?"
"Why did you just watch helplessly when Feng Hui was killed by the dream demon?"
"Why did Wishing Lake kill Luo Chuchu and you can only blame yourself and sigh?"
"Why do people who love you end up like this?"
"Do you hate all of this?"
"Come! Tell me... do you hate it?" The voice of negative energy became louder and louder. In the end, it had gone from being inaudible to a roar that resounded throughout the world.
Every word here is like a sharp steel needle, piercing Zhang Fan's heart one by one, making his whole body tremble uncontrollably.
Tears blurred his vision at this moment. hatred! Uncontrollable hatred gradually took root and grew from the deepest part of Zhang Fan's heart.
"Hate..." There were more and more tears in Zhang Fan's eyes, his lips trembled, and he slowly uttered the word hate.
"Then erase all the sources of hatred!"
"Then put an end to all injustices!!"
"Then come and make an agreement with me..."
"Please follow me... and recite that oath!!" In the voice of negative energy, at this point, the words gradually became solemn and solemn, full of supreme majesty.
Zhang Fan's eyes were shrouded in rich black, becoming as deep as ink. Waves of extremely terrifying cold black energy spread from his body.
"Heaven and earth share the same fault...the root of all qi...sucking out the old and bringing in the new...swallowing the sky and devouring the earth..."
"Regard the suspicion of others as a ghost fire, and do what you should do..."
"When the storm falls, the building will collapse."
"Be inseparable from me, be inseparable from me..."
"Side by side with me..."
"From now on, let fear...devour you!!"...
