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

There was a flash of golden light, and Lina's eyes blurred. A middle-aged man in snow-white clothes appeared out of thin air. He had an immortal look and people dared not look at him directly.

Bai Yun shouted in surprise: "Master!"

The man nodded slightly. It was none other than the Lord of Illusionary Space.

He flicked his sleeves, and a gentle force wrapped up Baiyun and Lina, and they disappeared in an instant.

When they appeared again, the three of them were in a pure white space, empty, lonely and boundless.

"This is the Fantasy World." The Lord of Fantasy World said indifferently.

Baiyun and Lina were shocked by the scene before them and were speechless for a moment.

"Baiyun," the Lord of Illusion's gaze fell on Baiyun, and his tone suddenly became stern.

"Nine Reincarnations, your performance disappoints me greatly!"

Bai Yun's heart trembled, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"Master, I know I was wrong!"

"Humph! You lost yourself in the first life and completely forgot everything in the past! If you hadn't finally awakened in the last life, I would have let you fall into reincarnation forever, with no hope of recovery!"

The voice of the Lord of Phantom Sky was like a loud thunder, making Bai Yun's eardrums buzz.

"Disciple...disciple is to blame for this!"

Bai Yun was trembling all over, with his forehead pressed against the cold ground.

"Death? Do you think you can be free once you die? That's wishful thinking! Losing yourself in the cycle of reincarnation is the real damnation!"

The Illusionary Lord snorted coldly.

"However, considering that you finally awakened, I will give you another chance."

Bai Yun suddenly raised his head, a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes.

"Thank you Master!"

"Three reincarnations, I will not interfere again."

The Illusionary Lord said in a cold tone, "Unless you can truly understand your true self and comprehend the true meaning of reincarnation, otherwise, you will perish on your own!"

"Disciple will definitely live up to Master's expectations!" Bai Yun said in a firm tone.

Lina held Bai Yun's hand tightly, her eyes full of worry and reluctance.

Bai Yun gave her a comforting look, turned around resolutely, and stepped into the towering Tower of Eternal Reincarnation, and his figure gradually disappeared in the misty halo.

Lina looked at the direction where the white clouds disappeared, her heart ached and tears welled up in her eyes.

She knelt down before the Lord of Illusionary Sky, choking with sobs and begging, "Senior, please have mercy and spare Bai Yun!"

The Illusionary Lord had no expression on his face, his eyes were as cold as ice.

"His destiny is controlled by him alone."

In his first life, Bai Yun was born into a family of immortal cultivators, and the Lord of Illusion bestowed on him the "Immortal Body" as a golden finger.

Bai Yun, who possessed this special physique, cultivated at a rapid pace, far surpassing his peers. He soon emerged as the hope of the family.

However, Bai Yun, who was successful at a young age, gradually lost himself in this sudden glory.

He did not know how to restrain his brilliance, and instead showed off his special physique everywhere, which attracted countless envious glances, but also planted the seeds of disaster.

An evil force lurking in the shadows has been eyeing Bai Yun's "immortal body" and greedily wants to take it for itself.

This evil force is called "The Netherworld Cult". They believe in the power of darkness, act secretly and ruthlessly, and will do anything to achieve their goals. They secretly observe Baiyun and wait for the best opportunity.

On a dark and windy night, the leader of the Netherworld Cult personally took action, abducted the unsuspecting Bai Yun, and imprisoned him in the secret place of the Netherworld Cult.

In order to obtain the secret of the "immortal body", the Netherworld Cult inflicted various cruel punishments on Bai Yun.

They whipped Bai Yun every day, cut his flesh with a special sharp blade, and took his heart's essence and blood to refine evil elixirs.

Although the immortal body prevented Bai Yun from dying, it could not prevent him from feeling the pain and torture that penetrated deep into his bones.

In the dark dungeon, Bai Yun's screams echoed day and night, but no one could hear them.

day to day,

Year after year,

Bai Yun gradually changed from a young man full of vigor and vitality to a blood slave with a haggard appearance and empty eyes.

The scars on his body were crisscrossed, each of which was engraved with the cruelty and tyranny of the Netherworld Cult.

Hu Lina witnessed everything that Bai Yun had gone through through the Tower of Eternal Reincarnation. Her heart was broken and tears streamed down her face.

She couldn't bear to see Bai Yun endure such inhuman torture, so she knelt down before the Lord of Illusion again and again, begging him to save her.

However, the Lord of Phantom Sky remained expressionless and his eyes were as cold as ice. He turned a deaf ear to Lina's pleas and just watched everything coldly.

Time passes relentlessly.

Hundreds of millions of years passed in the blink of an eye.

Bai Yun struggled in endless pain. With his tenacious willpower, he outlasted the leader of the Netherworld Cult and generations of Netherworld Cult followers.

Eventually, the Netherworld Cult fell apart due to internal strife, and Bai Yun finally regained his freedom and escaped from the dark dungeon.

However, this long period of imprisonment has completely distorted his character.

He became cruel and bloodthirsty, and the warmth and kindness in his eyes were no longer there. Instead, there was endless hatred and madness.

He had only one thought in his mind, and that was revenge! He slaughtered all the people who were related to the Netherworld Cult, even innocent lives, and turned them all to ashes.

He washed away his past shame with blood, and also completely plunged himself into the abyss of darkness.

In the following years, he wandered alone in the desolate world, his heart filled with emptiness and loneliness.

He continued to practice, wanting to reach a higher level, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through his own limits.

In the end, because he could not make any further progress in his cultivation, he felt extremely empty and bored, so he chose to dissolve himself and began his second reincarnation...