Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

When Bai Yun's cultivation level dropped to the level 10 soul warrior, Nasus, who was originally immersed in pain, suddenly stopped crying. He slowly raised his head, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

In the deepest part of Nasus' soul, a powerful consciousness awakened like a sleeping dragon. He felt the surging power in his body, and a cold and playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Baiyun, did you wake me up?"

Nasus' voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the abyss of the underworld. He slowly stood up and looked down at his bloody hands. There was no trace of sadness or pain in his eyes, only endless coldness and murderous intent.

"Do you think that killing me twice will stop me from returning?" Nasus' tone was grim, with unquestionable majesty, as if he were the king who judged all things in the world.

"you are too naive!"

Nasus raised his hand, and a destructive force burst out from his body. At this moment, the space seemed unable to withstand the pressure of this force, and let out waves of wails as it was overwhelmed.

Space was torn apart by this force, and a dark space crack slowly opened, connecting to the space passage of the White Cloud Realm. Nasus stepped into it, and the space crack closed and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Bai Yun had been unconscious for an unknown period of time, his consciousness drifting like a small boat on the chaotic sea. He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and there was endless darkness, coldness, and deathly silence all around him.

In a trance, he felt a warm power, like a ray of sunshine penetrating the thick clouds and shining into his heart. This power was so familiar and yet so strange that he couldn't help but want to get closer and hug it.

He saw a golden desert, majestic and mysterious. A tall figure stood in the middle of the desert, with his back to him, his golden cloak fluttering in the wind, like a god of war in the desert.

Bai Yun wanted to see the man's face clearly, but found that he seemed to be bound by an invisible force and could not move. He could only watch the figure and feel the familiar breath.

"Zhaoyun..."

Bai Yun shouted subconsciously, his voice was hoarse and weak, but with a hint of uncontrollable trembling.

The figure slowly turned around, revealing a face exactly like Bai Yun's, except that the face no longer had the playfulness and unruliness of the past, and was replaced by a hint of sadness and relief.

"White clouds..."

Bai Zhaoyun's voice was ethereal and distant, with a hint of relief and anticipation.

"You finally came……"

"Zhao Yun, is it really you? You are not..."

Bai Yun wanted to ask something but was interrupted by Bai Zhaoyun.

"I know what you want to ask, but I don't have much time..."

Bai Zhaoyun's eyes were filled with the doting love of an elder brother for his younger brother. He reached out his hand and gently stroked Bai Yun's cheek.

"I am about to completely merge with your soul. You must remember what I am going to say next. First of all, we all misjudged the strength of the Holy Spirit Patriarch. He is not a demigod-level warrior. He definitely has the combat power of an ordinary god.

He is a very cunning person who has been hiding his strength. He definitely has some secrets that cannot be revealed. However, these are not important to us. What I want to say is that he definitely has the capital to advance to the god level at any time.

Once he advances to the god level, I suspect he will have the strength to defeat the god level, so I want you to promise me that you must not seek revenge on him unless your strength reaches the level of a high god in your previous life! Finally, it’s still about Nasus…”

Bai Zhaoyun looked at the white clouds and sighed, "I know you were worried about me, so you asked Nasus to leave the White Cloud Realm to save me, but..."

Bai Yun comforted Bai Zhaoyun and said, “Zhaoyun, we must trust Nasus. He is our sworn brother.”

"Baiyun, you need to be more mature. Stop being so childish. I hope that my fusion can make your soul completely complete and abandon those naive ideas of the saint.

Nasus, I can tell you with certainty that he may really be completely possessed. Don't think about refuting it yet, we have already verified that Silas Savoy did make a backup plan for Nasus.

As for the conditions for activating the backup plan, I have already told you before. First, you must not be in the White Cloud Realm, and second, your strength must be far greater than yours. Now, Nasus has left the White Cloud Realm, and your strength has dropped to a level 10 soul warrior. I am almost certain that Nasus must have been completely possessed by someone else at this moment. "

"this…"

Baiyun opened his mouth.

At this moment, Bai Yun felt a powerful force surging into his body. It was the power of Bai Zhaoyun's soul, carrying his memories, his emotions, and everything he had, which was gradually merging into his body and his soul.

"No! Zhaoyun, don't leave me! I don't want you to die!" Bai Yun tried desperately to grab Bai Zhaoyun's hand, but found that he could not touch him at all.

"Silly boy, we are one and have never been apart..." Bai Zhaoyun's voice became softer and softer, and his figure gradually became transparent. "Live well, Baiyun, and live bravely with me..."

Bai Zhaoyun's figure finally turned into golden light and dissipated in the vast desert. Bai Yun felt that his soul was undergoing earth-shaking changes. Bai Zhaoyun's memories, emotions, and strength all became part of his soul, making him stronger and more complete.

"Zhao Yun..." A tear rolled down the corner of Bai Yun's eyes. He knelt down in the desert, letting his tears soak his clothes.