Douluo: a deer

Chapter 116 The Yin-Yang Slit
At the end of the chaotic journey, Qin Huan stopped.

In front of the two of them, stood a figure that Qin Huan couldn't believe.

Spots of light and darkness fluctuate, and in the dark space, pure black arcs linger, and a blazing white lantern protrudes from the brightest spot.

The blazing fire burned into Qin Huan's eye sockets, which became crystal clear.

Under the sharp pupils, Qin Huan finally saw clearly...

The man was holding the branches of the white cage with one hand, and half of his body was standing in the chaos. In front of him, there was a huge, terrifying and treacherous airflow in the void.

Countless fierce and piercing roars came from outside the void, and black shadows wanted to break through the world.

But, without exception, they were all blocked by that silent figure one by one.

"Father!"

Qin Huan yelled, and ran towards the front, trying to reach out to touch the figure.

The figure seems to be aware of it, and he seems to look back with the vicissitudes of life.

Finally... he took a deep look at Qin Huan.

Qin Huan froze in place.

The next moment, the scene in front of him suddenly withered like a broken mirror.

Mo Chu stepped forward and found that Qin Huan was murmuring something as if he had lost his soul.

"Why... father is here?"

Qin Huan's lacrimal glands were sore, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

He didn't expect to see this man here.

Along the way, although it has only been a few years, he is the one who walks by himself after all, and he also wants to snuggle up in the arms of his parents like a child.

Especially his white deer mother!
In the lantern just now... there is obviously the same fire as him!
Qin Huan's eyes flickered, and after controlling his emotions, he raised his foot and walked towards Chaos who had just stood in Xingdao.

At this time, the dark and gloomy space is not so scary in Qin Huan's view.

Compared with these, Qin Huan wanted to know the answer more urgently, why is his father here? !

What is this place again!
Because of such doubts, Qin Huan resolutely walked forward.

Compared with the dark and narrow corridor before, this place seems to be much wider.

step……

Ten steps...

When he reached step No.20, Qin Huan suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from ahead.

Some of the black air flow from just now has dissipated around his body.

The terrifying howling sounds were like Shura's fierce ghosts crawling out of hell. They pierced out of the black mist, vomiting hoarsely and mockingly, as if they wanted to squeeze people's foreheads.

Qin Huan frowned and continued to move forward.

He set aside part of the white fire to take care of the Mo chicks in the rear.

The two of them walked forward in this black mist with the blazing fire on their shoulders.

The huge space elongates the silhouettes of the two, as if they were two bean balls floating in the dark ocean.

When he reached the step, Qin Huan already felt tired, but at this moment he stopped and did not move forward.

Then, he closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, and finally took a step.

The next moment, the space vibrated, and the surrounding black mist disappeared, but the arc light that filled the space slowly intertwined.

Qin Huan laughed as expected, and everything was as he expected.

Mo Chu behind him also saw the clue.

The arc here is exactly the same as the arc they just came here.

"This is a recording place." Mo Chu guessed.

Qin Huan nodded,
"This arc is a tool for taking photos. Whenever someone passes by here, a photo will be played."

"Why are these arranged?"

"I don't know, but the man just now was my father." Qin Huan shook his head sadly.

Mo Chu gave a "hmm" and didn't ask any further questions.

The two stood quietly, looking up at the changing sky.

Qin Huan couldn't help feeling that this method of taking pictures was very realistic, even better than the 3D movies seen in cinemas, and it was surrounded by 360 degrees, which made him feel like he was actually there.

On the sky, a picture slowly appeared.

Qin Huan was full of expectations.

The next moment, the figure of Xing Dao appeared again.

He walked forward step by step, just like Qin Huan at this time, but the violent black air around him was much more than the air around Qin Huan.

In the same position, the Xing Dao also stops.

The difference is that Xing Dao in the picture seems to have seen something!
His lips moved slightly, and the real Qin Huan heard it clearly.

"Yin-yang slit..."

"It gathers the purest truth in the world. Where this body is, it is the Yin soil. Reincarnation is illusory... I should have thought of it long ago!"

Xing Dao's pupils dilated, and he stared in horror.

What he saw at this moment, even with the knowledge of his gods, he felt that it was a fantasy.

The surrounding black airflow seems to become unreal.

A golden light flashed in Xing Dao's eyes, and he grabbed it in the void a hundred feet away, and a black air current wailed and floated towards this place.

When he saw the appearance of the evil ghost condensed with black energy, not only Xing Dao in the picture, but also Qin Huan outside was shocked.

This face...is exactly the same as Xing Dao!
"Two fathers." Qin Huan was puzzled.

"Yin-yang slit... Yin soil... Reincarnation... Illusion..."

What exactly are these?
As the picture dissipated, Qin Huan came back to his senses.

Received too much information, even if Qin Huan's brain burst, he still felt confused for a while, and didn't know what he wanted to express in the picture.

"The Yin-Yang slit, does it refer to this boundary?" Mo Chu pointed to her feet.

This inexplicable space is indeed magical, except for those weird sounds and black mist, it is vast and magnificent, and the surrounding void darkness is dotted with arc lights, like a starry sky.

Qin Huan shook his head,

"If you want to know the answer, you can only keep going."

Mo Chi nodded.

This time, the two are on the itinerary again.

The same steps as before, Qin Huan's white fire slowed down the erosion of the black mist, but the difference is that Qin Huan began to pay attention to the faces in the black mist.

He carefully picked up a handful of black mist with white fire, and observed carefully, what he saw were indeed strange faces.

There are happy ones, lonely ones, wild ones, quiet ones, crazy ones, all kinds of human emotions are broadcast in rotation in the black mist, Qin Huan feels that it is not real, and feels a little dizzy after watching it for a long time.

A terrible idea suddenly appeared in my mind...

"Their souls are trapped in the black mist!" Qin Huan was startled.

Could there be a face like his imprisoned in this boundless time and space?
He doesn't know.

When they come to step 1 stop.

The sky changes again...

In the picture, Xing Dao is still there, but at this time he is dressed in rags, his body is covered with dirty scars, and the white cage in his hand is gradually dimming.

Seeing this, Qin Huan and the two became more vigilant.There may be inexplicable dangers hidden in this space, and even a god is so embarrassed.

The picture continued, and Qin Huan stopped after seeing Xing Dao.

He seemed to have seen an incredible scene again, his eyes widened.

"It's you!" Xing Dao looked at the road ahead and exclaimed, "No, no, no...impossible! How could you be him!"

There was a rare tremor in his voice.

Another voice seemed to be answering, suddenly appeared, strange and familiar.

"Kill me! He chose me...Kill me, please! Use a blood curse, or he will return!"

"Please!"

"..." Tears flowed from Xing Dao's eyes, his body no longer stood upright, and his crouched figure seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, as if he would fall down at any time.

The screen was shattered, and Qin Huan felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart.

The arc is so beautiful that Qin Huan couldn't tell the difference for a moment.

What is real...

(End of this chapter)