It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

"We are all lifeless people and cannot give birth to descendants." You Wu clenched his fists tightly, and because he squeezed too hard, his nails dug deeply into his palms.

Blood flowed from his palm to the ground drop by drop.

"Our rebirth is actually a steal, we live on someone else's lifespan and body. One of the side effects of this method is that it shortens our lifespan. Even if that person is only in his twenties, we can only live for ten years at most, and the shorter one or two years."

"When Wu Hong was reborn in that woman's body, she had been pregnant for less than two months. Perhaps it was because of the mother's nature, she seemed to know that she was pregnant, so she forced Wu Hong to be one with her soul for almost ten months. On the day of the birth, the woman completely disappeared..."

Hearing this, Song Tang's face was so cold that it was almost frozen.

"The child was not saved?"

You Wu shook his head gently. "We will borrow the lifespan of this body, including the child. So the moment the mother disappeared, the child was gone too. When Wu Hong realized this after she woke up, she went completely crazy! She was pregnant for ten months, and she borrowed her own lifespan."

The moment the child was declared dead, Wu Hong's soul left her body.

She was too fast, and You Wu failed to catch her. He could only watch her rush under the sun, wailing in pain, and soon she was completely reduced to ashes!

"So the man lost his beloved wife at the same time as his child!" Song Tang said almost gritting his teeth.

You Wu was stunned for a moment, and soon his lips began to tremble uncontrollably, his face turned pale, his breathing became rapid, and big beads of sweat kept flowing down.

Then his body began to shake, the shaking became more and more intense, and he slid off the bed and fell to the ground.

Not good! This is a sign that the soul is being impacted and is about to collapse!

Song Tang didn't want to care about his life or death. For the sins committed by him and his wife, even the eighteen levels of hell would not be enough to atone for their sins!

"Hold it in your mouth!" Song Tang casually touched something and forcefully stuffed it into You Wu's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue, and then quickly stabilized his soul with the power of faith.

Under the repairing power of faith, You Wu's almost shattered soul was quickly stitched together.

After a long while, You Wu's body shaking slowly stopped and his breathing began to become regular. Song Tang knew that the person was rescued.

You Wu lay on the ground for a while before he regained some strength.

He took the thing out of his mouth and found it was actually a pair of slippers, but he didn't say anything.

He propped himself up and leaned against the bed, and just this one movement made him gasp for air from exhaustion.

"You have killed countless people over the years, and you suddenly repent just because of these two lives?" Song Tang said sarcastically.

"It's a pity, it's just that my soul can't hold on anymore." You Wu smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "We have long lost everything that normal people have, including emotions. Except for Wu Hong, nothing can mobilize my emotions anymore. The only thing I can still feel now is pain, and only pain can let me know that I am still alive."

You Wu raised his hand with difficulty and looked at the wound on it.

"Alive?" Song Tang sneered, "Just a zombie-like monster!"

You Wu did not refute. He coughed and continued, "Hurry up. My soul may be scattered at any time. Just say as much as you can. In fact, there are many tribesmen like Wu Hong who choose to be scattered because of collapse."

"After being reborn so many times, everyone gradually understood that living meant endless pain. Everyone even looked forward to the moment when their body would perish, so that they could return to the bottom of the lake once they died. But this time was very short, no more than three months, otherwise the Yin Qi would be exposed and would be discovered by the underworld."

"We are all people with a lot of sins. If we are caught and taken to the underworld, we may not even have the chance to go to the eighteen levels of hell. So there is no other way. We can only continue to be reborn and continue to suffer. This is a vicious cycle..."

Dead loop?

In order to avoid going to hell and being punished, one keeps harming others. Is this helpless or shameless?

You Wu also knew that they were worse than animals. Even though he thought so, he remained calm inside.

No, it’s more like a pool of stagnant water than calm.

Just as he said, they no longer have any human emotions, and even their five senses are gradually disappearing.

He could clearly feel that the pain was rapidly subsiding for him.

I believe that soon he won’t feel any pain even if his arm is chopped off.

"In that case, why don't you choose to die like Wu Hong?" The most vicious words ever spoken came out of Song Tang's mouth so easily.

You Wu showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "Because the adults still need us! They don't need to be reborn, so they won't suffer any side effects."

"Who is it, sir?" Song Tang half-knelt down, pinched You Wu's chin, and said sternly, "Speak!"

"Three hundred years ago, a national war took place here, and the Wu Kingdom was destroyed." You Wu was still being pinched by Song Tang, and he looked out the window with lifeless eyes. "I was afraid that I would forget, so when I was awake, I wrote down everything I could remember in a notebook. I copied it every time I was reborn. Thanks to this notebook, I have not gone crazy until now."

Song Tang pushed You Wu away and quickly picked up the notebook on the bed.

There were two characters written on the first page of the notebook that he had never seen before. Song Tang guessed that these two characters should mean "Wu State".

Song Tang started writing on the second page. He quickly flipped through the notebook, which was almost as thick as a dictionary and was filled to the brim.

Most of the handwriting is neat in the beginning, but becomes increasingly messy towards the end, with some scratches even on the paper.

"Listen to me first, and you can read the rest after I die." You Wu panted heavily again, "Three hundred years ago, Yuanshi City was the capital of Wu State. After the national war, it became a ruin. Wu Hong and I both died in the war, until one day, we woke up again..."

The Wu Kingdom had been destroyed, and Yuanshi City had also been ruined. Only a very small number of people escaped, including their Holy Son.

Their tribe believes in the witch god, and legend has it that the Holy Son is the incarnation of the witch god.

Their clan has survived for more than a thousand years, and this is the first time a holy son has been born.

Just when everyone thought that the Wu State would rise under the leadership of the Holy Son, the Wu State was destroyed.

"The Holy Son took the remnants of the Wu Kingdom and hid in the mountains. In order to avenge the destruction of his country, the Holy Son secretly used the forbidden technique of the tribe one night. Ahem…" You Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly, "The Holy Son was born with a holy body and was born with a deep witchcraft."

"He used himself as a sacrifice to activate the forbidden technique of our clan, forcibly summoning the souls of the citizens of Yuanshi City. There were thousands of souls who returned at that time! Not long after, because the Saint Son was not strong enough to maintain the forbidden technique, many of the clan members were wiped out on the spot."

"Then the next high priest suggested that perhaps with enough sacrifices, they could save everyone."