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

When Bai Yun woke up again, he found himself in a white space. There was no up, down, left, or right, only nothingness.

"here it is……"

Bai Yun struggled to stand up, but found that he could not move at all, as if he was restrained by an invisible force.

"you're awake."

A low voice sounded in Baiyun's ears, with a hint of vicissitudes and majesty in the voice.

Bai Yun was startled and turned around quickly, only to see a middle-aged man in a white robe appear beside him at some point.

The middle-aged man had silver hair and a majestic and stern face, giving people a feeling of being unattainable, as if he was the master of this world.

"You are..." Bai Yun asked tentatively.

"You can call me... the Lord of Phantom Sky."

The man said slowly with a hint of mockery on his face, "Bai Zhaoyun, the number one genius in the God Realm? Oh, now it seems that he is nothing more than that!"

When Bai Yun heard the word "God Realm", his heart was shocked, and he asked tentatively: "Senior, are you... from the God Realm?"

The Lord of Phantom Sky did not answer, but just waved his hand casually. The scene in front of Bai Yun suddenly changed, turning into scenes that were familiar to him.

That was his memory of this life, from the moment he traveled to Douluo Continent until he fell into a coma, everything appeared before his eyes with incredible clarity.

The scene flashed by quickly, and Bai Yun felt mixed emotions. Joy, sadness, anger, regret... all kinds of emotions surged into his heart like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"This is your life, Baiyun."

The voice of the Lord of Illusionary Space was vague and ethereal, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Bai Yun's heart.

"You should have had a more glorious life, but because of your indecision, you ended up like this."

Bai Yun fell to his knees helplessly, holding his head in his hands, groaning in pain: "Zhao Yun, Nasus, and Lina, Master, Sang Lao... Why, why did I make so many mistakes! "

The Illusionary Lord looked down at Bai Yun, with no mercy in his eyes, only endless indifference: "The weak are not qualified to talk about regret. Because they don't even have the chance to regret."

Bai Yun suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of unwillingness and desire: "Senior, I want to become stronger! I don't want to lose anything anymore! Please, help me!"

"You want to gain power?"

There was a hint of mockery in the voice of the Illusionary Lord. "Why should I help you?"

Bai Yun was stunned for a moment, then he clenched his teeth and said in a deep voice: "As long as you are willing to help me, I am willing to pay any price!"

"Any price?" The Illusionary Lord chuckled.

"Very good. Then let me see your determination!"

Bai Yun knelt on the ground without hesitation and kowtowed three times: "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

However, the Lord of Phantom Sky did not react at all, but just looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a humble ant.

"Do you think that you can become my disciple by kowtow three times?" said the Lord of Illusionary Space coldly.

"I'm telling you, you're not worthy!"

"why?"

Bai Yun looked at the Lord of Illusion in disbelief and asked, "I have already agreed to be your disciple, why do you..."

"Why?" The Illusionary Lord sneered and said,

"With your indecisive character and your soft-hearted heart, how can you be qualified to be my disciple?"

Bai Yun was stunned for a moment. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

What the Illusionary Lord said was right, he was indeed indecisive and soft-hearted. It was precisely because of these shortcomings that the tragedy of this life happened.

"You go."

The Lord of Illusion waved his hand and said,

"I don't need a loser as my disciple."

"No, Master, please, give me another chance!"

Bai Yun refused to give up. He crawled to the Lord of Illusionary Sky and begged bitterly,

"I will definitely correct my shortcomings and become your qualified disciple!"

"I have already given you the chance." The Illusionary Lord said calmly.

"It's you who isn't sure."

"Master..."

Bai Yun wanted to say something else but was interrupted by the Lord of Illusion.

"That's enough." The Lord of Illusion said impatiently.

"I'll say this one last time. Go away. Don't let me see you again."

Bai Yun was in despair, he knew that the Lord of Illusionary Sky was completely disappointed in him. He collapsed to the ground powerlessly, his heart filled with bitterness and despair.

"Are you giving up just like that?"

"Am I really not worthy of being the disciple of the Master of Illusionary Space?"

Just when Bai Yun was feeling discouraged, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

It’s Bai Zhaoyun’s voice!

"No, I can't give up!"

Bai Yun suddenly raised his head, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, "I still have a chance! I must become the disciple of the Master of Illusionary Space!"

Bai Yun took a deep breath, suppressed the grief and despair in his heart, knelt down in front of the Illusionary Lord again, and said: "Master, I know that I have many shortcomings and I am not worthy of being your disciple.

But, I beg you, give me one last chance! If I can correct my shortcomings within a hundred years, you will accept me as your disciple! If I can't do it, I will...I will kill myself in front of you!"

"century?"

When the Lord of Illusionary Sky heard Bai Yun's words, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"You think you can change your deep-rooted shortcomings in a hundred years? Wishful thinking!"

"Master, I..."

"I'll give you a chance." The Lord of Phantom Sky suddenly said.

Bai Yun immediately raised his head in surprise and asked, "Really? Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!"

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me." The Illusionary Lord said calmly, "I didn't agree to take you as my disciple. I just gave you a chance, a chance to prove yourself."

"Yes, Master."

Bai Yun quickly said, "I will definitely cherish this opportunity."

"it is good."

The Illusionary Lord nodded and said, "You only have one chance, I hope you seize it well."

After the Lord of Illusionary Sky finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Bai Yun and turned around and walked away.

"Master, where are you going?" Bai Yun asked hurriedly.

"Where I go is none of your business."

Without even turning his head, the Illusionary Lord said, "You just need to remember that you only have a hundred years. After a hundred years, I will come here to find you again. I hope you won't let me down by then."

The voice of the Lord of Phantom Sky became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.

Bai Yun knelt on the ground in a daze, looking at the direction where the Lord of Phantom Sky disappeared, and he did not come back to his senses for a long time.

He knew that this would be the toughest challenge of his life.

But he will not give up. He must seize this opportunity to become the disciple of the Lord of Phantom Sky and gain the power to protect everything!

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