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Day by day, year by year.
Lin Ming continued his struggle inside the cave, forcefully enduring for ten years!
Ten years later, Lin Ming already resembled an old man in his final years.
Even though his back was quiet, it was still relaxed and straight.
But now his back was bent due to age.
His face was full of deep wrinkles and his eyes became grim and dirty.
Sheng Mei could sense that Lin Ming was about to die.
The footsteps of the god of death quickly approached. As someone who comprehended the Death Law, how could he not feel the death energy radiating from within Lin Ming's body?
This is the end…
Sheng Mei closed her eyes, unable to bear to watch anymore. Even so, his common sense continued to lock everything in Lin Ming's possession.
He watched as Lin Ming's eyes changed from pure brilliance to filthiness, and then from defilement to nothingness.
After that, his body no longer moved and his muscles that had stopped developing became completely paralyzed. His heartbeat became weaker with each beat, and a small wisp of his soul fire slowly disappeared into the world …
Lin Ming, finally, truly .. died.
At that moment, Sheng Mei realized that the spiritual sea Lin Ming had lost all color.
He still maintained a cross-legged sitting posture. In the last moments of his life, under immense pain and pressure, he still did not give up on rushing towards the thin glimmer of hope that had never existed in the first place …
For a genius who had once shaken heaven and earth, this was the end result. In the lower world, in the barren mountain cave that had no name, he had died alone.
No one knew what kind of great legend was buried beneath this small mountain.
Currently, Sheng Mei's face was wet with tears.
Even though he knew that Lin Ming had died, he was still quietly waiting here. He kept waiting, feeling all the time that a piece of his heart was being dug up.
He was determined to remember this place in his dreams. In the future he would return to the Sky Spill Continent, find this barren mountain hill and dig up Lin Ming's bones to bury in his own inner world …
Year after year, Sheng Mei waited in this cave. He no longer knew how long he had waited here.
He thought he had waited long enough; it was time to return.
But when he thought of returning, he was stunned. He wanted to go back, but where did he go?
He was lost, as if the part of his heart that had been dug up was part of his soul.
And with that part of his soul missing, he suddenly forgot his way back.
Or maybe there is no way to start.
In this great world, whether it was the 33 Heavens or the Dark Gorge, there was no family place for him …
Is that family?
Of safety? The warmth? The affection?
In this world, is there a place that can make him feel safe? Feeling warmth? Feeling affection?
He faces pressure at all times. He faced people who harbored dark and evil intentions towards him, facing factions that fought with each other and distrusted each other.
He has no family at all.
There was no place where he could relax. In fact, there was nowhere that could make him feel comfortable by lying in this dark cave, next to this corpse.
Thinking of this, Sheng Mei felt sad. He no longer wants to leave.
He was like a wild ghost all alone, wandering alone, no longer remembering why he was here. All that was left in his memory was to be on guard in this place …
It seems like he lost something important. But as for what it was, he couldn't think of it.
He doesn't know how long time has passed. It felt endless, as if there was no end in sight.
But in those leisurely moments, he suddenly saw an extremely faint light burning above Lin Ming's corpse …
The dim light seemed to twinkle from the corner of the cube. And in that cube, all sorts of ancient and mystical runes appeared.
And the dim light itself had an indescribable mysterious aura. Like this, it floated between Sheng Mei's brows.
At that moment, in the depths of his soul, Sheng Mei shivered.
Light flashed. Endless tattered thoughts flew around him. In an instant, Sheng Mei returned to the vast dark hall.
He was dripping with cold sweat as he gathered his scattered wits, recovering from the shock. He knew that he had almost lost himself in the dream and was barely able to escape from it.
That is .. the devil of the heart.
Everything he had seen just now had become an extremely powerful obsession due to the demons of his heart, and what he saw tore his soul out again and again.
The mark that Lin Ming had left in his memory was too deep.
Sheng Mei's life was filled with gray. What he faced was a hopeless life. And right now, no one could be the pillar that supported Sheng Mei, because no matter who it was, they would eventually be overtaken by her and thrown into the dust.
Actually, he's very lonely. He needed someone who could accompany him.
But the only person who could accompany him had been personally destroyed by him …
The impact of such a heart demon could be imagined. When a martial artist faced a heart demon, the most frightening thought was that .. their dream world would be better than reality, and they no longer wanted to wake up from that dream.
Once that happens, they are destined to be lost forever!
Even though Sheng Mei had gone through nine reincarnations and her saint soul was extremely strong, she still could not resist such a heart demon and in the end almost lost herself in that cave.
As she recalled the dream that seemed to have lasted for decades, Sheng Mei found she could clearly remember everything about Lin Ming's life.
He remembered the difficulties, the fall, the resistance of Lin Ming, all of them were vivid memories that still revolved in his heart like a knife.
But in the final moments of the dream, there was an unknown beam of black light that allowed him to break free from the demon clutches of his heart. As for what the light was, he did not know.
He didn't even know if those sparks of light really existed or not. Is it just an illusion?
Could it be the illusion formed by the demon of his heart?
Just what was it?
Sheng Mei felt that the spark of light was very familiar. He should have been able to think about what it was, yet as he tried, it became increasingly blurred in his mind.
But at this moment, as he was deep in thought, Sheng Mei's heart turned cold.
He could feel a terrifying aura approaching.
He suddenly looked up. He could see a pale white youth with dirty eyes, whose body was emitting rich death energies. This young man slowly emerged from the darkness to stand before him.
This corpse-like old youth was a Soul Emperor!
Sheng Mei's heart shrank.
Looking at the Soul Emperor, normally he would not be surprised. But why would a Soul Emperor appear in this scene? Is this a dream? Or reality?
He felt his memory was in chaos. Although he had just regained consciousness from his dream, he seemed to have forgotten something important, but he was unable to remember what it was.
“You..”.
Sheng Mei opened her mouth to speak. But before he could finish speaking, the Soul Emperor looked at Sheng Mei's stomach and grinned viciously.
At that moment, Sheng Mei's entire body became ice-cold. He wasn't afraid of the Soul Emperor to begin with, but when he realized something truly terrifying, he stood up straight, all the blood flowing out of his face!
The Soul Emperor pressed forward, step by step.
Sheng Mei paled. He retreated, step by step.
Grain of sweat fell from Sheng Mei's forehead. Because at this moment, he was aware of what might happen.
Finally, the Soul Emperor forced Sheng Mei into a corner.
He viciously smiled, pointed to his stomach and said, “You used the power of your nine revolution red lotus to seal the child inside your stomach. Are you worried that the growth of that unborn child will take away some of the abyssal totem power that I left inside of you, thus making me worry?
“You sealed that fetus for 7000 years, and in addition to the time you spent in the charm of time, over 10,000 years have passed. You really think this through well!
“What are you planning? Surely you are not naive enough to believe that you will be able to give birth to this child! ”
Sheng Mei gritted her teeth, not saying a word. He quietly traced his spatial ring, ready to take out his bone sword.
“You want to fight me?” The Soul Emperor looked at Sheng Mei as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. “All you have, I give it to you. Your cultivation method was taught by me, yet you actually think you can rebel against me! Huhahah! ”
The Soul Emperor chuckled and boundless killing intent burst forth from him.
Then, his palm fell onto Sheng Mei's stomach!
“No!”
Sheng Mei roared loudly. At this moment, he was like a tiger mother angry at the wound of her son, who was desperately attacking the Soul Emperor!
The black light sword bone leaped into Sheng Mei's palm. Then, he turned towards the Soul Emperor and brought him mercilessly slashing!
However, facing this sword, the Soul Emperor only stretched out two fingers and easily caught his sword!