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

Bai Zhaoyun took a deep breath and tried to calm his agitated emotions.

He knew that crossing the space barrier was no joke, and if he was not careful, he would end up with his soul torn apart.

But he had no choice. The power of the God of Death had been used for some kind of experiment and it had no power left. This was his last chance.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a faint white light flickered at his fingertips. That was his only remaining divine power.

He carefully directed this trace of divine power toward the trace of spatial coordinates, as if he was touching a rare treasure.

As he moved, the space around him began to change. The originally calm space seemed to have turned into a pool of stagnant water, with ripples appearing after a stone was thrown into it.

The ripples grew larger and more violent, and finally, a hole was torn in the space. The dark crack was like a huge mouth of the abyss, emitting heart-pounding energy fluctuations.

Bai Zhaoyun stared at the dark crack, without any fear in his heart, only determination.

He knew that this was the road to a new life, and even if the road ahead was full of unknown dangers, he had to go on without hesitation.

"Now!" Bai Zhaoyun no longer hesitated, jumped up, turned into a stream of light, and plunged into the dark crack without hesitation.

In the space channel, time and space seem to have lost their meaning, and everything is distorted and stretched.

Bai Zhaoyun felt like he was caught in a violent cosmic storm, being pushed and pulled by invisible forces, unable to control himself.

He didn't know how long he had been traveling, nor where he was.

He only knew that he had to persevere and never give up no matter what difficulties he encountered.

Finally, a ray of light appeared in front of him, like a lighthouse in the darkness, guiding him in the direction.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Bai Zhaoyun's heart, and he struggled forward, rushing towards the light.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Bai Zhaoyun's body fell heavily on the soft grass, splashing up dust.

He struggled to get up, feeling sore all over and his strength almost exhausted.

"Is this Douluo Continent?"

Bai Zhaoyun looked around and found himself in a dense forest. The air was fresh, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. It was completely different from the Earth he was on before.

However, before he could carefully observe the surrounding environment, a powerful pressure suddenly descended from the sky and pressed hard on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"What's going on?" Bai Zhaoyun was shocked and hurriedly circulated the little divine power left in his body, but was surprised to find that his divine power was completely suppressed and he could not use it at all!

"Could this be the power of the laws of Douluo Continent?" Bai Zhaoyun thought to himself. He endured the discomfort in his body, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to feel this power silently.

As time went by, Bai Zhaoyun gradually realized that this power was not trying to hurt him, but was transforming his body, reshaping him from a spiritual state into a mortal body!

"This is... a chance to be reborn!" A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Bai Zhaoyun's eyes. He stopped resisting and took the initiative to relax his body and mind, allowing this force to transform his body.

It was unknown how long it had been, but Bai Zhaoyun's consciousness gradually became blurred and he eventually fell into a deep sleep.

When his consciousness fell into a deep sleep, a slender and almost transparent soul quietly passed through the space crack and came to this strange continent.

It was a woman, her figure was erratic, as if she would disappear in the wind at any time. Seeing Bai Zhaoyun give up resistance and choose true rebirth, a complicated look appeared on her illusory face.

She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Bai Zhaoyun, but stopped only an inch away from him.

“Child, is it really worth it to completely give up your identity as a god in the divine world and reincarnate as an ordinary human?” The woman murmured to herself, her voice ethereal and vague, yet with a barely perceptible tremor.

She bit her lip, raised her hand, and finally put it down. She was obviously struggling with her conscience.

She knew that this was Bai Zhaoyun's decision, and it was also Bai Zhaoyun's last chance to reincarnate. She shouldn't have interrupted him, but if he really reincarnated, he would be completely separated from the past, and might never remember anything about his previous life again in his life.

Finally, she seemed to have made some kind of decision, her eyes became firm, and she looked deeply at Bai Zhaoyun.

"Wow! Wow..." A loud cry broke the tranquility of the early morning in Liuxi Village. In an ordinary farmhouse, an ordinary-looking woman with a slightly dark complexion was holding a chubby white baby boy, with joy that could not be concealed on her face.

"My child, I named you Baiyun. I hope you can be as free as the white clouds in the sky." The woman said gently, her eyes full of pity.

This baby is the reincarnated Bai Zhaoyun, but now he has lost all the memories of his previous life. Under the transformation of the power of the laws of Douluo Continent, he has become an ordinary baby and started a new life.

Three years later.

"Yun'er, stop playing in the mud and come and eat!" The woman shouted to Baiyun who was having fun in the yard.

"Here I am, mother!" Bai Yun responded cheerfully, "Mother, what do you think I will look like when I awaken my martial spirit?"

The woman smiled lovingly, "Child, why do you always think about martial spirits? When you are six years old, I will take you to the city to awaken your martial spirit."

"But now I feel a force is about to surge out of my body!" Bai Yun said, stretching out his hands, only to see a black mist spreading over his little hands.

The black fog is cold and evil, which makes people feel afraid.

“This…this…” The woman’s face suddenly changed, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

The black mist rolled and eventually transformed into a ferocious dog's head. Its scarlet eyes stared straight ahead, as if it wanted to devour everything.

“Evil Martial Soul… This, this is the legendary Evil Martial Soul!” The woman exclaimed and subconsciously covered her mouth.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Bai Yun's childish voice brought the woman back from her shock.

The woman took a deep breath, suppressed her inner anxiety, gently stroked Bai Yun's head, and said softly: "Yun'er, you must remember that the greater the power, the greater the responsibility."

Bai Yun nodded as if he understood, looking at the ferocious dog head in his hand, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Mom, what's its name?" Bai Yun asked curiously.

The woman pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Let's call it 'Desert Death'."

"Desert Death God..." Bai Yun muttered to himself, but his childish voice was full of determination.

"Mom, I will definitely practice hard to become a powerful soul master like dad and protect you!" He clenched his fists, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

The woman looked at the childish child in front of her with mixed feelings. Bai Yun's father, like her, once dreamed of becoming the strongest spirit master.

He had also promised her that he would protect her for the rest of her life. However, fate played tricks on him. An accident three years ago took him away, leaving her and young Bai Yun with endless sadness and longing.

"Yun'er..." The woman held back her tears, stroked Bai Yun's head, and said softly,

"Your father must also hope that you can grow up healthy and happy."

"I will, Mom!" Bai Yun raised his head and looked at the woman seriously.

"I will definitely become a powerful soul master like dad, protect you, and never let you be sad again!"

The woman nodded with satisfaction and hugged Baiyun in her arms.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

In three years, Bai Yun grew from an ignorant child into a teenager, and his height also increased a lot.

He insisted on exercising every day, rain or shine, just to awaken his martial soul as soon as possible and become a true soul master.

"Desert Death God, come out!" Bai Yun summoned his martial soul habitually.

A ball of black mist rolled in his hands and eventually transformed into a ferocious dog head with scarlet eyes emitting a faint light.

"Huh..." Bai Yun let out a long sigh, feeling the soul power flowing in his body.

Although he has not practiced any method in the past three years, the soul power in his body has been slowly increasing, and now he has vaguely touched the bottleneck of the first level of soul power.

"Could this be the legendary gifted talent?" Bai Yun was secretly delighted, but also a little worried. "But, without a cultivation method, can I eventually break through the bottleneck and become a true soul master?"

With such doubts, Bai Yun came to the back mountain as usual, preparing for today's practice. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and tried to feel the vitality of the world around him.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Bai Yun felt a powerful energy wave erupting from his body. It seemed as if there was a flame burning in his dantian. A warm breath quickly flowed through his body, making him feel indescribably comfortable.

"Breakthrough! I broke through!"

Bai Yun opened his eyes in surprise, feeling the soul power filling his body. He knew that he had finally broken through the bottleneck and became a level 1 soul master!

It was at this moment that the long-sealed gate of memory suddenly burst open, and all the memories of the past life came flooding in like a tide, so clear and unforgettable.

"So... I actually traveled through time!" Bai Yun's heart was filled with shock. He recalled everything in his past life and it seemed like a dream.

"Wait, this Desert Death God..." Bai Yun looked at the ferocious dog head floating in front of him and suddenly realized something. A look of shock gradually appeared on his face.

"The ability of this martial spirit is exactly the same as a hero in a game called 'League of Legends' that I played in my previous life!"

Bai Yun suppressed the excitement in his heart, took a deep breath, and slowly injected the soul power in his body into the Desert Death.

The black mist rolled and surged, gradually condensing into a huge dog-head shadow, appearing behind the white clouds.

"Soul-sucking strike!" Bai Yun growled, and the dog-headed phantom holding a battle axe let out an angry roar, and chopped forward fiercely, hitting a grasshopper that had no sense of danger at all.

"boom!"

The poor grasshopper didn't even have a chance to react before it was chopped to pieces by the dog-headed phantom and turned into a ball of green juice.

"Ding! Soul-sucking Strike permanently increases damage by 3 points!"

Bai Yun seemed to hear a system prompt in his mind, and he was delighted. It was just as he thought. The rules of this world were highly similar to the "League of Legends" game. Killing units could stack the damage of the skill Q.

"Come again!" Bai Yun's eyes flashed with excitement. He controlled the dog-head phantom and started a crazy massacre.

The fields were suddenly in chaos; grasshoppers, ants, crickets...all kinds of small insects suffered and became the ghosts Q under Baiyun's skill, contributing valuable damage to his "Desert Reaper".

"Ding! Soul-sucking Strike permanently increases damage by 3 points!"

"Ding! Soul-sucking Strike permanently increases damage by 3 points!"

"Ding! Soul-sucking Strike permanently increases damage by 3 points!"

……

The system prompt sound seemed to keep ringing, and Bai Yun's mouth corners were rising higher and higher, with a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"The hundredth floor!" Bai Yun muttered to himself. At this moment, he could no longer remember how many innocent little bugs he had killed. It was just as if there was a dinging sound in his mind, and a powerful force surged out from the Desert Death God's martial spirit and flowed through his body.

"I can finally learn new skills!" Bai Yun couldn't wait to comprehend himself.

"Skill W: Wither. Just as I expected!" Bai Yun's eyes gleamed with brilliance, and he couldn't wait to try out the power of the new skill...

As the sun sets, the orange-red afterglow spreads across the entire village, adding a touch of peace to this quiet little village.

However, this peace was broken by a series of shrill screams.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Ants, grasshoppers, crickets, even mice and frogs were all turned into ashes under Bai Yun's "Soul-sucking Strike", contributing precious damage to his "Desert Reaper" martial spirit.

"Ding! Soul-sucking Strike permanently increases damage by 3 points!"

"Ding! Soul-sucking Strike permanently increases damage by 3 points!"

……

Every time you feel the power of the Soul-Draining Strike, it represents the death of a little life.

"three million!"

"five million!"

"Ten million!"

There was a crazy light flashing in Baiyun's eyes. He was completely immersed in the pleasure of infinite stacking Q, forgetting time and forgetting everything.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Bai Yun felt a loud noise coming from his body, as if something was broken. The sound was like thunder, shaking his body violently.

"Hmm?" Bai Yun stopped killing and frowned slightly, "What's going on?"

"Could it be..." A thought suddenly flashed through Bai Yun's mind, and a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face.