Black Myth: You and I are both destined

The dim light seemed to be swallowed up by the thick darkness, leaving only a few wisps of faint light, barely outlining the vague contours of the surroundings.

Tianming knew very well that everything he saw before his eyes might just be an illusion, but his eyes were still uncontrollably drawn to it, just because she appeared there.

“No, that is not my memory. It is the residual image left by two auras, one black and one spiritual, traveling through time and space.” Tianming kept reminding himself in his heart, trying to let reason overcome the emotions that were about to overflow.

"Tianming, you have to calm down! You are here to solve your own life story and find a way to save everyone. There is no time!"

The sound echoed in this dead silent environment, but it seemed as if it would be swallowed by the darkness at any time.

However, at this moment, the girl suddenly turned around slowly.

Her face is still as beautiful as ever, as if time has stopped for her and has not changed at all.

The smile on that face was full of pure infectiousness, always able to warm the hearts of others inadvertently, but at this moment in this dark place, it seemed so strange.

"Little monkey, wake up. My name is Princess Halloween." She opened her red lips slightly, but the words she uttered made Tianming feel like he was struck by lightning.

I thought she was the original owner of the modern world, but I didn't expect her to say that. The eyebrows and expressions, they really looked exactly the same. This sudden change caught Tianming off guard!

His mind was shaken violently at this moment, and the image of Princess Halloween flashed through his mind involuntarily. The tragic scene of her tail being cut off on Qingzhang Road was like a sharp blade, fiercely hurting his nerves.

The evil energy that had been dormant in the body seemed to have received some kind of summons and was instantly aroused, running wildly in the meridians.

His emotions burst forth rapidly like a flood that broke through a dam. The surging emotions almost overwhelmed his rationality, making it difficult for him to think normally.

"It's all an illusion, you can't fool me!"

Tianming closed his eyes tightly and muttered to himself, trying to resist the illusory temptation that was overwhelming him like a tide.

But his body involuntarily retreated backwards, his steps staggering, as if an invisible force was pulling him, trying to drag him into the endless dark abyss.

This is the horror of the Nine Netherworlds.

This place seems like a chaotic and empty space. After a long period of silence and desolation, it seems to be able to see through the things that people care about most in their hearts, and then pull them out one by one like silk threads, weaving them into the most tempting yet deadly trap.

When those once cherished images reappear, the feeling will be extremely strong, burning in the heart like a raging fire, making people deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

But once the pursuit is fruitless, one will instantly become empty and void, as if the soul has been pulled out, and ultimately one will fall into this endless darkness.

At this moment, confusing voices began to appear in Tianming's mind. The voices seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, eerie and bewitching.

"It's better to kill than to save people. There are more than tens of millions of lives in this world. Can you save them all?"

The voice, with a hint of disdain, buzzed in Tianming's mind.

"Kill? Kill whom? Kill the future Buddha or the Three Pure Ones, can you kill them?" Another voice sounded immediately afterwards, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

"Then what should we do? Even those gods and Buddhas that you cannot kill are afraid of disasters. Aren't you curious about where the Jade Emperor, the Buddha of Burning Lamp, and the Queen Mother of the Earth went to face the disasters?"

"Who cares what they do? How many of the superiors are clean? Have you forgotten who murdered Zhu Bajie?"

Many voices intertwined together, like an airtight net, binding Tianming tightly inside and making his thoughts even more confused.

Although Tianming did not appear to have suffered any obvious injuries at this time, his body was shaking violently, as if he was fighting fiercely against some invisible force. He looked very dangerous, as if he would collapse at any time.

In one’s life, one will encounter all kinds of problems, and will rely on one’s own courage and wisdom to solve many problems, but the final destination - death - is something no one can escape.

So the brave will say: 'We cannot decide how to be born, but we can decide how to die. ' However, in this long journey from birth to death, there is still one problem that can never be escaped - nothingness.

People always come into this world alone and will eventually leave alone. The vast nothingness before our eyes is like an unbridgeable chasm, lying across everyone's heart.

In this extreme environment, Tianming couldn't help but have this question in his mind, and his originally firm mind began to slowly waver.

And the question that had always been with him and bothered him once again surfaced in his mind.

"who am I?"

At this moment, a crack appeared in the seemingly solid defense line in his heart. The darkness in the void seemed to smell an opportunity and poured into his body through the crack like a black tide, completely submerging him in the endless sea of ​​nothingness.

Tianming lost. He failed in the battle with the illusory temptation of the Nine Netherworld, but there was no winner here. There was only endless nothingness, as if the whole world had fallen into deathly silence and despair at this moment.

But in the next moment, suddenly, the huge Sui Xin iron soldier, with tremendous force, smashed down with a stick, and the fierce momentum seemed to be able to shatter the dawn.

Another Tianming came out from behind holding a stick.

With a loud bang, the clone of Tianming, who was in trouble, was smashed to pieces by the sudden attack as soon as he fell, leaving only a strand of hair.

The real Tianming had been hiding behind his clone from the very beginning. He held a stick in his hand, with determination and perseverance in his eyes.

Pointing at the nothingness that almost swallowed him, he shouted loudly:

"Before I came here, I didn't know what the Nine Netherworld was, and I never thought I could defeat an unknown existence. It's like facing the Three Pure Ones and the Buddha from the East, or facing that invisible giant hand."

His voice echoed in this empty Nine Netherworld, revealing an unyielding spirit.

"But I can still lose, and keep losing endlessly!"

Tianming's words were powerful, as if he was declaring war on the "god" of this Netherworld.

Perhaps it was because he was shocked by Tianming's determination, or perhaps he felt that there was no point in continuing the stalemate. The nothingness in the Nine Netherworld that obscured his divine power and vision gradually began to dissipate, as if a layer of black veil was slowly lifted.

As the nothingness dissipated, several figures gradually appeared in the center of this hidden mysterious place.

Tianming widened his eyes in disbelief, walked forward slowly, and murmured, "Is it you?"