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

Bai Yun's eyes blurred, the light of the teleportation array dissipated, and he found himself back in the secret realm of time. He staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground, his face pale and frightening.

"Baiyun, what's wrong with you? What's happening with the Sand Realm?" Seeing that Baiyun was in an abnormal state, Zhu Weng quickly stepped forward and asked.

Bai Yun took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, then told everyone in detail what had happened in the Sand Realm and the current miserable situation in Baiyun City.

After listening to Baiyun's story, everyone present was stunned. They couldn't imagine that the prosperous and bustling Baiyun City had now turned into a dead place.

Bai Yun took out a miniature city model from his arms with trembling hands and gently placed it on the ground. The next moment, the model swelled up in the wind and turned into a huge city in an instant. It was Bai Yun City.

The city gate slowly opened, revealing the horrifying scene inside. The streets were empty, with only mummified corpses scattered all over the ground, silently telling of the tragedy that had happened.

When the disciples of Baiyun Hall saw this scene, they burst into tears. They rushed into the city, looking for the bodies of their relatives and friends. Their cries and wails resounded through the world.

Bai Yun sat on the ground helplessly, watching the scene in front of him, his heart was like a knife. He suppressed the grief in his heart and said to Mr. Sang and Mr. Zhu: "Mr. Sang, Mr. Zhu, please preside over the funeral."

Mr. Sang and Mr. Zhu sighed, nodded, and began to organize everyone to bury the deceased.

The disciples of Baiyun Temple suppressed their grief and carried the bodies outside the city, digging pits to bury them. While crying, they carved the names of the deceased on the tombstones to express their grief.

The funeral lasted for three days and three nights. The disciples of Baiyun Temple buried all the bodies and built tombs outside the city, forming a vast cemetery.

Under the auspices of Master Sang and Master Zhu, the disciples of Baiyun Temple held a grand funeral for their deceased relatives and friends. They burned incense and prayed to pay tribute to the dead souls, hoping that they could rest in peace in the other world.

Bai Yun stood on a high place, looking at the disciples crying bitterly, and felt extremely distressed. He began to reflect on why all this happened. Why did this happen?

If he hadn't acted on his own initiative and confronted the Holy Spirit Cult Master, the 100,000-year-old soul beasts in the Xingdou Great Forest wouldn't have died. If he hadn't been trapped by the Holy Spirit Cult Master, Bai Zhaoyun wouldn't have held the Holy Spirit Cult Saint hostage to save him, and he wouldn't have been hunted down by the Holy Spirit Cult Master in the end.

If he had not ignored Bai Zhaoyun's previous instructions and asked Nasus to go and save Bai Zhaoyun, Nasus would not have been completely possessed by Silas Savoy after leaving the Baiyun Realm, eventually leading to the destruction of half of the entire Baiyun Realm and the devouring of countless lives.

There are also the lives of so many disciples in Baiyun City, as well as Bai Zhaoyun's Earthly Immortal Realm and Nasus's Sand Realm, both worlds were self-destructed, and most importantly, he lost two brothers - Bai Zhaoyun and Nasus, and a lover - Hu Lina.

Bai Yun was in great pain and felt that it was all his fault.

"Ah!" Bai Yun screamed to the sky in pain, his voice filled with regret and self-blame.

"Baiyun!"

"Hall Master!"

When everyone heard Bai Yun's roar, they gathered around and looked at him worriedly.

Bai Yun seemed not to hear their calls. He looked at the sky with lifeless eyes, and various scenes from the past kept replaying in his mind.

In the end, Bai Yun was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe, his eyes went black, and he fainted on the ground.

"Baiyun!"

"Hall Master!"

Everyone exclaimed and rushed forward to check on Bai Yun's condition.

Seeing this, Old Sang and Old Zhu were horrified and rushed forward to check, only to discover that Bai Yun's breathing was extremely disordered and his heartbeat was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if it would stop at any time.

Seeing Bai Yun in such pain, Elder Sang and Elder Zhu felt nervous. They were old and experienced, so they knew Bai Yun's current state very well. This was clearly a sign that his mind had been severely damaged, his heart was unbalanced, and he was about to go astray!

"not good!"

Elder Sang exclaimed, his old face full of worry, "The Palace Master has lost his mind and may be in danger of going astray!"

Zhu Weng also had a solemn expression. Without saying anything more, he immediately reached out and felt Bai Yun's pulse.

This investigation made his face look even uglier. Bai Yun's pulse was extremely disordered, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, like a rushing river that suddenly burst its banks and suddenly dried up, extremely dangerous!

"quick!"

Zhu Weng made a prompt decision and shouted in a deep voice,

"Quickly take the Palace Master back to Baiyun Palace!"

No one dared to delay at all. They all lifted up Baiyun and rushed towards Baiyun Palace.

At this time, Bai Yun was completely unaware of anything in the outside world.

His consciousness seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss. Endless darkness surrounded him. Countless negative emotions surged like a tide, constantly impacting his sanity and tearing at his soul.

“It’s all my fault… I killed Zhao Yun, Nasus, Hu Lina, and so many people…”

Bai Yun held his head in pain. Regret, self-blame, despair, all kinds of negative emotions intertwined together, almost swallowing him completely.

At this moment, a faint light suddenly lit up in the depths of Bai Yun's sea of ​​consciousness. Although the light was faint, it was like a beacon in the dark night, guiding Bai Yun in the right direction and bringing a glimmer of hope.

The light gradually spread and finally turned into a kind figure. It was a gorgeous woman wearing a simple long dress, with picturesque features and a gentle temperament. It was Bai Yun's mother, Yun Mengyao.

"Yun'er..." Yun Mengyao looked at the white clouds in front of her, her eyes full of heartache and pity, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze blowing past her ears.

"Mother? Is that you?" Bai Yun looked at the woman in front of him in confusion and asked with a trembling voice, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

The figure nodded gently, stretched out his hand, gently stroked Bai Yun's cheek, and said softly: "Child, you have suffered..."

"Mother!" Bai Yun could no longer suppress the sadness and grievance in his heart. He threw himself into the woman's arms and burst into tears, like a helpless child who had found support.

"Yun'er, my child, I know you are in pain, but it is not your fault." Yun Mengyao's voice was gentle and kind, like a spring breeze blowing across Bai Yun's heart, gradually calming his mood.

"Everyone has his own destiny. Zhaoyun, Nasus, and Hu Lina sacrificed themselves to protect you and the White Cloud Realm. This was their choice. You don't need to blame yourself."

Bai Yun's eyes were filled with tears: "Mother, I..."

"Yun'er," the mother's voice was soft but a little heavy.

"Zhao Yun and you are originally one, and his choice is to complete you, so that you can have a complete soul essence. Now, he has completely merged with you, and there is no difference between you and me. You are him, and he is you.

Now that you have merged the memories of the divine world and the earth, you should understand the truth and take responsibility instead of complaining about yourself. Child, you still have an unfinished mission!"

Bai Yun's eyes were empty, as if they had lost focus, "Mission? Responsibility? What else do I have..."

"My child," the mother stroked his face lovingly.

"Douluo God Realm, your battle with Silas Savoy has caused the crisis of Douluo God Realm to remain unsolved to this day. You need to end this cause and effect. Moreover,"

She paused, her voice trembling, "Your father, he is still waiting for you to save him..."

"My father?" Bai Yun looked up suddenly, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Why don't I have any memory of him?"

The mother took a deep breath, as if she had made a difficult decision.

"I have always wanted to wait until you reach the pinnacle of the High God before telling you the truth, but now it seems that there is no time... Your memories before the age of 8 were sealed by me in order to prevent you from revealing your identity. Now, I will unlock it..."