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

A hundred years is just a blink of an eye.

The white space was silent. Bai Yun sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, breathing deeply, as if he had merged into one with the space.

A layer of faint light enveloped him, the light was unpredictable, sometimes hot as fire, sometimes ice-cold, sometimes bright and dazzling, and sometimes dark and deep, as if containing the power of the universe.

Suddenly, Bai Yun opened his eyes abruptly, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes, as if to penetrate the space.

"One hundred years..."

Bai Yun stood up slowly, feeling the surging power in his body, a confident smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Baiyun's ears.

"You finally woke up."

Bai Yun turned around and looked at the Illusionary Lord who appeared behind him. He bowed respectfully and said, "Disciple Bai Yun, I pay my respects to the Master."

The Lord of Phantom Sky looked at the white clouds in front of him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In a hundred years, Baiyun has undergone tremendous changes.

His originally childish face has now become mature and resolute; his originally clear eyes have now become deep and sharp.

The most important thing is that the Lord of Phantom Sky felt an unprecedented momentum and a domineering arrogance from Baiyun that no one else could match!

"Very good." The Illusionary Lord nodded with satisfaction and said,

"It seems that you have not let me down in these hundred years."

"All of this is the teachings of our Master." Bai Yun said respectfully.

“No, it’s all your own hard work.”

The Illusionary Lord shook his head and said, "I didn't teach you anything. I just gave you a chance, a chance for you to recognize yourself and change yourself."

"Master..."

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

"Okay, let's not talk about the past anymore."

The Illusionary Lord said calmly, "Now, let me ask you again, why should I help you?"

"I……"

Bai Yun opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

A hundred years ago, he could have given the answer to this question without hesitation.

But now, he didn't know how to answer.

Because he is no longer the innocent and naive boy he used to be.

In a hundred years, he has experienced too many things and seen through too many things.

He once thought that strength could solve all problems.

But now, he realized that strength was not omnipotent.

There are many things that cannot be solved by force.

"What? Can't you tell?"

The Illusionary Lord looked at Bai Yun, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. That look seemed to penetrate Bai Yun's soul and see the confusion and struggle hidden deep in his heart.

"No, Master, I have something to say!"

Bai Yun took a deep breath, raised his head, looked at the Lord of Illusion with a firm gaze, and said word by word,

"Why are you helping me? Because you owe me that!"

"If I'm not mistaken, when I was traveling through the heavens with my soul and was about to enter the barrier of the divine realm, you stopped me from entering and brought me to Earth to reincarnate and cultivate." Bai Yun's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"This is the cause. If you hadn't intervened back then, I would have returned to the divine world and started another life. You changed my life, but now you tell me that my indecisiveness displeases you, and now you want to drive me away.

You must bear the 'result' of me for your 'cause'. Just as I almost caused the destruction of Douluo God Realm, that was also the 'cause', and having to save Douluo God Realm in the future is also the 'result'. "

Bai Yun's voice became louder and louder, and finally he almost roared.

A hundred years of practice not only made his strength advance by leaps and bounds, but also allowed him to repeatedly chew over his past experiences, finally erupting completely at this moment.

The humiliation, anger and doubts of the past turned into huge waves at this moment, hitting his heart and the eardrums of the Lord of Phantom Sky.

The Lord of Phantom Sky fell silent. He looked at the white clouds quietly, as if he could see through him.

Those eyes were deep and distant, as if containing endless vicissitudes and secrets.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, with a barely perceptible bitterness in his voice: "You are right, I did intervene in your return to the God Realm. But, do you know why I wanted to stop you?"

"Why?"

Bai Yun stared at the Illusionary Lord, trying to read something from his face. He desperately wanted to know the answer, why he had to endure all this, and the meaning of his existence.

"because……"

The Illusionary Lord sighed, "Because you don't belong to the God Realm, you are carrying a heavier mission!"

"A heavier mission?"

Bai Yun frowned. He didn't understand what the Illusionary Lord meant. What was that mission? Why didn't he know anything about it? Could this be the answer he had been searching for?

The Illusionary Lord did not explain, but just looked at Bai Yun deeply and said: "You are right, cause and effect are cyclical, I planted the cause back then, and now I have to bear the result. Well, I will give you a chance, a chance to truly become my disciple!"

"It's not that easy to become my disciple!" The voice of the Illusionary Lord became majestic and deep, as if it came down from the sky. "Before the test, you must answer three questions of mine. These three questions will point directly to your true heart. Only when your answers satisfy me can you accept my test and become my disciple."

Bai Yun's heart trembled, he knew that the real test was coming.