God of Fishing

3221 Secret of Death, Origin of the Three Temples (5)

Did the undead cultivate to continue cultivating? But what was the purpose of cultivation? Endless battles, countless life-and-death separations. What was the point of such cultivation?

Every undead cultivator had a reason, and the Death God was no exception. Why did he create the undead cultivation technique? Perhaps, in the final analysis, he still couldn’t achieve the Ultimate Affectionless. Was it because there were too many people he couldn’t bear to part with?

Suddenly, Han Fei asked, “Why didn’t you choose to die?”

At that moment, everything around him seemed to be frozen, and a calm and magnetic voice said indifferently, “Because they can’t die in vain. Otherwise, what are our efforts worth? Therefore, I was born from death and want to kill to the end of the world. I want them to follow me to seek an answer.”

In the next moment, Han Fei was drowned by the endless tide of sea demons.

He felt that his consciousness was fading, and it was weirdly quiet. He didn’t think at all, but he seemed to exist. Han Fei didn’t know if he was alive or dead.

If he had to describe his current state, it would be to describe it as empty, quiet, and blank. He couldn’t feel time or life. It was as if he was wandering in the Sea of Stars and had seen the endless desolation in the Sea of Stars, but he didn’t have any memories of it.

Han Fei seemed to see two lights and wanted to follow them. He followed the two lights for a long time, but he couldn’t catch up with them.

After an unknown period of time, at a certain unintentional moment, he seemed to see the appearance of the two lights clearly. The two scimitars seemed a little familiar.

“Hope…”

Han Fei seemed to suddenly regain consciousness. He suddenly woke up from this chaos. He still had a road to walk and a war to fight. He remembered what the person said. Those people couldn’t die in vain. Someone had to find an answer.

It was also at this moment that a fuzzy figure seemed to appear in this endless desolation and silence.

The man said casually, “Do you feel it?”

Buzz!

At that moment, Han Fei suddenly opened his eyes and felt the return of all his power.

The moment his perception returned, the figure in front of him turned from blurry to reality. In front of his eyes, there was a white-robed man standing with his hands behind his back.

The man said casually, “Fire of Hope? You woke up earlier than I expected.”

Han Fei suddenly came back to his senses. The three hundred years of experience seemed to be vivid in his mind. The feeling of emptiness and chaos also lingered in his heart.

The man said leisurely again, “What did you comprehend?”

Han Fei tried to calm himself down and slowly said, “Death has no law. Death is a state, a piece of chaos, and this state is eternal immortality, but also like death.”

“What else?”

The light in Han Fei’s eyes became brighter and brighter. “Death is not the end of everything, but the beginning of everything. There are no laws in the world, but because of the beginning, there are laws and Great Daos… So…”

The man in white chuckled. “So what?”

Han Fei’s eyelids twitched as he said with difficulty, “So, everything is born from death, including life. No, the void, the void is not in death. Time is not either… Death, void and time…”

At this moment, Han Fei understood. He suddenly understood why there were three temples in this world. It was because these three were the beginnings of Chaos.

The laws of life were one level weaker than these three.

But Han Fei vaguely felt that something was still wrong.

Without the void, time was meaningless.

Without life, death was also meaningless. Therefore, at that level, life was weaker than death. Death was the source of life. However, in a sense, life and death were equal.

Han Fei said, “Therefore, there is no law of death in this world at all. Instead, there is the infinite tolerance of death. You used this tolerance to create the undead, mixing death and life… Therefore, the undead creatures are not real dead things, but a special life form between life and death.”

At that moment, the Eternal Darkness Spiritual Heritage in Han Fei’s body began to tremble.

The man in white said, “I told you from the beginning that once you walk into the Ten Directions Purgatory, there’s no turning back. You’ve comprehended it, so… you will never die again.”