Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 357 Death

The sea of ​​consciousness is not only the first layer, the second layer is also incomplete. The foundation of the existence of the sea of ​​consciousness lies in the soul.

And when Yang Jian's soul was hit so hard back then, how could the Sea of ​​Consciousness not have any impact, on the contrary, the impact was so great that it almost collapsed.

It can even be said that it has collapsed, and the current sea of ​​knowledge is just a casual repair while Zhenwu repaired Yang Jian's soul.

It's like putting together countless fragments randomly, messily, and forcibly. It's not that Zhenwu doesn't want to help Yang Jian restore it perfectly, but it can't be done.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness has no form, let alone fragments. How could it be possible to perfectly restore some invisible fragments that were already incomplete.

In fact, returning to the original state will not help. Yang Jian is not concerned about the situation of the sea of ​​consciousness, no matter how broken the sea of ​​consciousness is, as long as it remains.

As long as Yang Jian's consciousness can still wake up, there will be a day of recovery sooner or later. What Yang Jian really cares about is the things in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The three-pointed double-edged sword, the soul source of the three-headed flood dragon, and the soul source of the two soul beasts were all gone.

It is indeed gone. Although Yang Jian divided the Sea of ​​Consciousness into three layers at the beginning, there is only one layer now.

Zhenwu is not that particular. He put all the fragments of the sea of ​​consciousness together, but there are no layers, the key is that it doesn't matter whether there are layers or not.

On this level, the severely damaged Sea of ​​Consciousness, although Yang Jian's perception is also affected now, but because the Sea of ​​Consciousness has also become smaller, Yang Jian can still directly perceive the entire Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Now this sea of ​​consciousness, except for some damaged memory fragments, appears to be empty, yes, it is empty, and those that should be and shouldn't be are all gone.

After a long silence, Yang Jian finally accepted this reality, but still asked without giving up, "Dijun, what about those things in the sea of ​​my knowledge, do you know?"

Zhenwu nodded and paused for a moment before speaking, "They are all gone."

I don't know whether it is plain or regretful.

"It's gone, what does it mean to be gone." There are some questions that I already know the answer to, but I just can't help but keep asking.

Even Yang Jian is not exempt from customs at this time.

Hearing Yang Jian's question, Zhenwu was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about how to describe it. After a long time, he said;
"They are all in the form of souls. If I have to describe them, then I can only think of one word,

Dazed. "

Silence, silence again, deathly silence.

It was Zhenwu who broke the silence, but what he said was not comforting, but directly inserted a knife into Yang Jian's heart, which was Chi Guoguo's stimulation.

"Do you know why their souls are scattered? According to the strength of their souls, even if they are separated from your sea of ​​consciousness, they will not dissipate for a while.

They have enough time to find a new host, or to reincarnate, well, although reincarnation is not possible in this world, it is almost the same anyway.

No matter what, it's better than this direct disintegration, then do you know why they disintegrate? "

Zhenwu stared at Yang Jian playfully, Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he already had a faint guess.

Zhenwu didn't betray Guanzi, or he wanted to continue stabbing Yang Jian's heart more than betraying Guanzi, he said directly;

"That's right, it's because of you, it's all because of you, and it's all because of you that they're all gone.

Zhenjun, forgive me for being presumptuous, but when I think of their disappearance, I feel sorry for them. "

Having said that, Zhenwu may not have any regrets or pity on his face, but a smile and a playful smile.

That's right, even if Zhenwu is stimulating Yang Jian, the most intense stimulation, regardless of whether Yang Jian knows Zhenwu's purpose or not, the guilt in his heart will not change.

The head started to hurt again, very painful, as if it was about to split open, and the body also began to tremble uncontrollably.

But this time Zhenwu didn't mean to help Yang Jian at all. On the contrary, he was still laughing, and even changed from playful to naked mockery, without any cover-up.

Zhenwu only paused for a short time before continuing to speak;
"Do you want to know the specific situation, whether you want to hear it or not, anyway, I want to say, do you know why I can save you?

Do you know how badly your soul has been traumatized? Logically, your soul should have completely collapsed long ago, turning into a little bit of brilliance and blending into the world.

If it really gets to that point, I may not be able to restore you, no, it is impossible at all, then do you know why your soul didn't collapse directly?

That's right, it's them, they are soul bodies, and naturally they have a deeper grasp of soul power than ordinary people, especially with that old Jiao.

They use their own soul as a medium to stick your soul firmly, otherwise your soul would have collapsed long ago.

Of course, this consumes a lot of their soul power, but, in fact, when I arrived, they still existed and did not dissipate.

At that point, we still had a chance to keep it, but..."

Zhenwu deliberately paused before continuing, "Your soul is seriously injured, and I can't think of many ways to help you recover.
There is exactly one way, that's right, you guessed it right, that's what you thought. "

Zhenwu looked directly at Yang Jian, and there was no smile on his face, "I used their soul origin as material to restore your soul, so they disappeared completely.

Completely, gone.

Of course, they are voluntary. "

Headache, trembling, trembling crazily, Yang Jian's body seemed to be out of control, but Yang Jian still retained the last reason, and did not vent this emotion on Zhenwu.

Zhenwu still looked directly at Yang Jian, his eyes were flat, but there was a hidden deep pity, of course, the current Yang Jian would never be able to find it.

After a long time, Zhenwu gave Yang Jian some buffer time before he continued;
"Zhenjun, I have said so much, I just want to ask you a question, I hope you can answer me,
Majesty, do you regret it? "

Yang Jian has recovered a lot at this time, at least the frequency of body trembling is not so exaggerated. Hearing Zhenwu's words at this time, Yang Jian raised his head, but his eyes were a little dull.

Zhenwu repeated it, but was more specific, "I asked Zhenjun, do you regret it?
Do you regret refusing to leave with me?
Your stay didn't change the result for the better, and even made the result worse. For example, the old Jiao,

I remember that he was several years older than you, Zhenjun, and he fought with you all his life, the battle of conferring gods, the battle of dividing heaven, the battle of heaven and earth.

He didn't die, and even made great military exploits for Zhenjun, but now, he is completely dead, even his soul has completely dissipated, and he died in this small world, a ridiculous small world.

And those two pitiful and innocent soul beasts, Zhenjun, you should have promised them something, so Zhenjun, have you done it?

They were all dead, completely dissipated.

It's all because of you!

If you had followed me, at least they would not have died. "

(End of this chapter)