Legendary Dragonic Fox'S Disciple
Ep.1 Darkening(5) - Prying the Eye Ball

'Am I going to die?'

Death is a concept for the end of life.

'Should I die?'

Then the question changed again.

'When will I die?'

Becoming more desperate.

It was a time when Yinghua so desired death, an eternal rest. While hoping like that in his heart, his physical body even to and fro smiled like nothing, like he was not injured, in order to maintain the feelings of his mother who was sick at that time.

Now he's nearing death. A very painful death, his soul will break apart and he will become a ghost for eternity, will never get eternal rest, and only a dead soul will roam. But not yet, he's not dead.

His skin started to melt, the heat felt so that it could make someone go crazy and he should have become ashes with the heat he felt, but his skin just melted.

His head was buzzing very hard, his mind was chaotic and his eyes were unfocused, while blood came out from the 7 holes on his face. His eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were bleeding endlessly.

Not only that, one by one the pores in his body were like being forced open, slowly fresh red blood came out from the thousands of tiny pore pores in his body and it felt like even the word thousands of needles piercing his body was not enough for the pain he felt. In his mind, so much pain he felt he was hallucinating about a dark place where he was burning to ashes and a giant black needle filled his vision.

Not enough that, after a while the sound of 'crackle' rang all over his body, one by one his bones were broken by a mysterious pressure that pressed his body from all directions.

Now, tremendous pressure was pressing him from all directions like wanting to make him a lump of flesh ball, his bone was broken and he sat down and bowed like a cloth folded twice, he said, his open porch released so much blood, and his entire body was so hot that the burning was neither physical nor even mind but his soul.

His mind did not walk at all, all that was left was a tiny sliver of consciousness that had somehow survived just to feel such pain, that his hair began to fall to the ground and the fluid in his body was squeezed dry.

Anyone who saw him would believe he was dead, but both of his eyes were burned by the golden-coloured flames, and his consciousness was still left.

But his body was too broken to feel the pain, and when the pain had begun to subside that was, even his consciousness was fading, and he was really almost dead, he was, if only the voice had not chosen to speak.

"Congkel your eyes."

At that moment, Yinghua regained her consciousness, her mind started to run slightly even though there was only shock and confusion.

As a result, he was silent and had not done anything.

"Don't you want to live?"

When the voice said so, his mind immediately went as if it were connecting his lines, 'Isn't the person who did all this to you still alive and laughing out there? What are you doing here, giving up just because it hurts so much?'

His mind again connected the words of the voice, 'your life does not belong to you alone, Yinghua, ' and the image of a woman who smiled warmly was drawn in his mind.

"Don't you want to live?" The voice repeated the question.

"If it is your answer, then covet your eyes with your own hands."

As soon as the voice spoke, both of Yinghua's hands, where the skin melted, the bones broke, the blood did not flow, a mysterious force propped her up to rise.

And as soon as the voice finished speaking, ten fingers had been stuck to the back of his eyeball, and two brown eyeballs burned by the golden flames just fell to the ground.

Not from the strength of his physical body he could raise his hand, because his bones had been broken, the skin had melted, the muscles were no longer connected, but his hands were raised. No longer by physical strength, but from the will of his soul that wanted to do.

Instantly, the excruciating pain returned to his body, a 'fragile' sound resounded as his bones re-attached, his blood and muscles began to regenerate, pitch-black hair grew from his head, and lastly, the latter, two eyeballs, green and yellow appeared with burning pain.

Yinghua did not give up on her pain, as it was proof of her living self. The proof of his existence all along was the pain he felt.

While his mind was still tangled due to the pain that still continued to flow in every cell of his body, the voice of the man he had heard earlier came back.

"Gather your Qi and the life energy you obtain, and channel it in the trunk of that big tree."

Now, Yinghua was just following the direction of the voice. He gathered all his Qi, which was still green, with 'life energy' which was black but now yellow, then he got up, placed his hand on the shady black tree before him.

Then, black energy seeped into her body, Yinghua instantly prepared to receive the overwhelming pain once again, yet no, she did not feel any more pain.

That black energy instantly turned yellow the moment it entered his body, and the process went on for a long time, until his body no longer felt any pain and he just sat quietly in front of the big tree with both hands touching the trunk of his tree and both eyes closed.

Time passed like that, until finally the black energy no longer flowed into his body because there was nothing left, only then did a familiar voice come back after so long.

"Now, rest."

At that very instant, Yinghua's body fell to the ground, where the once pitch-black land became brown and fertile, the swamp water had become clear, and the huge tree in front of her, changed completely, it becomes a large tree with white stems and yellow leaves. While the tree far from the swamp was still black, so the Mystery Swamp looked like a garden of heaven nestled between rot.

Unfortunately, Yinghua would not have seen the new scene of the Mystery Swamp yet, as the man behind the voice that gave her direction in the midst of her pain instantly carried her to the top of the highest mountain that no human had ever explored, a mountain that the man named Bai Shangao.

Yinghua did not see or even know about the new Mystery Swamp, but in her sleep, she dreamed of a beautiful sight, where a large tree with white stems and yellow leaves stood upright in front of her, the leaves were like hands that hugged Yinghua with warmth, and under the tree was a very clear lake reflecting the clouds and blue sky.

Suddenly a hand reached for his shoulder, and Yinghua turned to look at a long-haired man with silvery-white hair like a magical tree trunk that wrapped around him with his shady shadow, while the man's eyes were golden yellow like the leaves of a tree leaf that embraced him with warmth. The face had a cold expression, yet the soul that Yinghua felt was such pure golden flames.