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

Bai Yun's eyelids were heavy as lead, and his consciousness seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. He struggled to wake up, but was swallowed by darkness again and again. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious. Time seemed to have lost its meaning. Only endless darkness and nothingness surrounded him.

Faintly, he could feel the pain in his body and faint cries in his ears, but these sounds were like a thick barrier that could not wake him from his sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but the shouts seemed to become clearer. Accompanied by violent shaking, Bai Yun’s consciousness was finally pulled back from the dark abyss.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids were as heavy as if they were sewn shut. He clenched his teeth and used all his strength to finally force his eyelids to open slightly.

The dim light came into his eyes, stimulating Bai Yun's nerves that were not yet fully awake. He blinked his eyes hard, trying to see the scene clearly, but found that everything in front of him seemed blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

Gradually, his vision began to become clear and the scene before him gradually became real.

This is a dark and damp cave with pits and holes on the walls, covered with traces of time and emitting a pungent smell of mold.

Faint light shone in from the cave entrance, barely illuminating a small area inside the cave, while the rest of the place was hidden in darkness, as if unknown dangers were lurking.

Bai Yun struggled to sit up, but found his limbs were sore and weak, as if they were filled with lead.

He could only barely lift his head and look around, trying to figure out where he was and what was happening.

Just then, his eyes fell on a stone pillar not far away.

There, a familiar figure was tied up to a stone pillar, with his head lowered and his gray hair disheveled. It was Old Sang!

Bai Yun's heart suddenly sank, and a bad premonition came to his mind. He tried hard to see Sang Lao's condition, but found that Sang Lao's face was covered with blood and his clothes were torn, obviously he had experienced a fierce battle.

Bai Yun continued to scan the cave, and soon he found three more familiar figures: Zhu Weng, Hu Tianyi and Moon Fox Patriarch.

They were also tied up to stone pillars, each of them had scars of varying degrees on their bodies, and their faces were filled with expressions of pain and anger.

"Old Sang! Old Man Zhu! Uncle Hu! Ancestor Moon Fox!" Bai Yun was shocked and wanted to shout, but found that his throat was dry and hoarse and he could not make any sound.

He struggled to stand up and untie their ropes, but found that he was too weak to move.

"Don't bother yourself, Baiyun."

A deep and hoarse voice came from behind Bai Yun, with a hint of teasing and mockery in the tone, "In your current state, there is no way you can save them."

Bai Yun was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to see a tall figure standing at the entrance of the cave with his back to him. He was covered in a tattered black cloak and his face could not be seen clearly. But the cold voice made Bai Yun feel familiar, as if a cold poisonous snake was wrapped around his heart, making him shudder.

"Who are you? Why are you arresting them?"

Bai Yun tried hard to suppress the fear and anger in his heart and asked in a stern voice.

The figure slowly turned around, revealing the familiar face of Nasus.

"Baiyun, are you awake?"

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and harsh like the friction of metal.

“Nasus, why are you…”

Bai Yun looked at the familiar face in front of him, his heart filled with doubt and confusion, but soon he realized something was wrong. Nasus' eyes were cold and unfamiliar, without a trace of familiarity, but full of gloom and evil, completely different from before.

"No...you're not Nasus? You're Silas Savoy!!"

Bai Yun exclaimed, a flash of lightning passed through his mind, and he finally remembered this familiar yet unfamiliar name.

“Hahahahahaha…you still remember me? Yes, it’s me.”

Silas Savoy laughed wildly, his sound echoing through the cave with triumph and mockery.

Bai Yun's voice trembled, as if he was a ghost crawling out of the abyss, with endless grief and despair: "You... when did you wake up? Did you kill Bai Zhaoyun?"

Silas Savoy smiled contemptuously, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Bai Zhaoyun? Are you talking about the Desert Death God's martial spirit clone?"

Bai Yun's heart suddenly twitched, and the intense grief and anger almost overwhelmed him. He roared, "He is Bai Zhaoyun, not some martial spirit clone!"

Silas Savoy shrugged indifferently, his tone full of contempt and cruelty: "I don't care whether you are a martial soul clone or a soul clone! You are all one, both are part of Bai Zhaoyun. He is dead now, and next, it's your turn."

Bai Yun's eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot. He stared at Silas Savoy like a wounded beast, and his voice was as hoarse as a broken gong: "Answer me, did you kill Bai Zhaoyun?"

Silas Savoy suddenly felt a strong pressure. Bai Yun's eyes were like two sharp blades, piercing his soul and making him feel palpitations. He subconsciously took a step back, and there was a hint of panic in his tone: "Bai Zhaoyun was seriously injured by the Holy Spirit Leader and died. It has nothing to do with me."

Bai Yun's eyes were filled with sadness and despair. He murmured to himself: "What about Nasus? Is his soul still there?"

Silas Savoy suddenly flew into a rage. He made a lightning-fast move, grabbed Bai Yun's neck, lifted him up, and said through gritted teeth: "Boy, it seems that you don't realize your current situation!"

Bai Yun's breathing became difficult, but he showed no fear. Instead, he showed a smile of relief.

He looked at Silas Savoy and said in a weak but firm voice: "Kill me! Bai Zhaoyun and Nasus, my two sworn brothers are dead.

We once swore that we would not be born on the same day, but die on the same day. Today, I will die with them. Sister Lina also sacrificed herself to save me, and my heart died with her. Kill me!!”

Silas Savoy looked at Bai Yun's fearless eyes and suddenly felt bored.

He snorted coldly and let go of her hand, his tone full of disappointment and disgust: "It's boring! I thought I could see something good! Since you want to die so badly, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I will grant your wish!"

As he spoke, he began to slowly exert force with the hand that was pinching Bai Yun's neck. Bai Yun felt it becoming increasingly difficult to breathe, his vision gradually became blurred, and his consciousness began to gradually fade away.

"No!" A shrill cry suddenly sounded in the cave. Old Sang, Old Zhu, Hu Tianyi, and Old Ancestor Yuehu shouted at the same time, their faces full of anxiety and worry.