Seven Zero One Two
Ding——
A mont later, one of the elevators opened in front of Shen Nan.
Almost at the sa ti the elevator doors opened, Shen Nan gently shook the Black Flag in his hand. The surveillance inside the elevator lobby instantly beca blurry, as if interfered with by so mysterious energy, unable to detect Shen Nan who had entered the state of [Nuo].
After confirming there was no one around, Shen Nan stepped into it, only then discovering there were no 2nd floor or 3rd floor buttons inside as imagined. Instead, there was only one smooth button with no marked floor. This elevator seemingly could only lead to one floor.
Shen Nan didn't hesitate much this ti, pressing the mysterious button.
As the elevator doors slowly closed, Shen Nan could feel himself unexpectedly sinking downwards. He looked at the word "error" constantly popping up on the screen, his brows behind the Nuo Mask furrowing tighter and tighter...
"These elevators, are they leading underground?" Shen Nan muttered to himself.
At this ti, Shen Nan beca even more certain that Bureau 749 had other ulterior motives regarding tomorrow's Wushan Conference. A Mid-mountain Hotel that had long been abandoned for many years was temporarily renovated as the eting location, and there were also several mysterious elevators leading underground... Shen Nan didn't understand, what exactly did they want to do?
The depth the elevator descended was much deeper than Shen Nan had anticipated. He even felt this elevator had already penetrated Wushan's mountain body from the mountainside, entering the underground space beneath the mountain body.
Not knowing how long had passed, the elevator finally slowly decelerated.
Shen Nan's figure pressed against the edge of the elevator, hiding his figure into the shadows, vigilantly looking at those slowly opening elevator doors... Fortunately, it seed there was no one outside at this ti. With the opening of the elevator doors, an arched stone corridor full of the feeling of age appeared before his eyes.
Shen Nan's brows furrowed tightly. He slowly walked out of the elevator, his gaze constantly sizing up the surroundings.
The stone corridor was very old. Whether it was underfoot or the curved walls beside him, the surface was incredibly rough. The arch height was no more than a little over two ters. A normal person walking inside would have a feeling of oppression and suffocation. Incandescent lights hung overhead, swaying slightly. They were the only remaining light source in this section of enclosed stone corridor, stretching all the way to the end of the corridor...
On the wall next to Shen Nan, red paint brushed out a string of characters, like so kind of serial number. However, because it was too ancient in age, the surface had already beco hazy and dim:
—[7012 Underground Project]
"This is..."
Shen Nan looked at the underground architecture before his eyes that was like a product of the last century, and for a mont was incredibly surprised.
His gaze looked toward the front of the corridor, the intricate and complex intersection area, continuing forward along the wall...
The feeling this place gave Shen Nan was like an underground maze. From ti to ti it would turn out a fork in the road, various stone corridors extending toward different rooms.
Shen Nan specifically paid attention to those rooms. So were a dozen or so square ters in size, set with a bed and a small table, like they were used for living; so were spacious like classrooms, but completely empty inside; besides this, there were even living areas resembling a Cafeteria and shower rooms, as if people truly lived here.
Right at this mont, a voice suddenly sounded from behind:
"Shen Nan?"
Shen Nan was slightly taken aback, his figure instantly freezing in the corridor. He slowly turned his head to look, only to see Sun Zhongliang leading a few people currently coming out from a secret passage, looking at himself with slight surprise.
"Why are you here??" Sun Zhongliang's tone was sowhat low and deep.
At the sa ti, among the few staff mbers following behind him, soone vigilantly exuded a Divine Path aura, coldly staring at Shen Nan who bizarrely appeared here.
Shen Nan ca to ask for the truth and had no interest in fighting with people. He stared fixedly at Sun Zhongliang and spoke, finding it bizarre and inconceivable:
"Director Sun... what place is this? What exactly are you guys plotting?"
Sun Zhongliang looked at that Nuo Mask with ferocious light and shadows under the incandescent light, a touch of complexity flashing in his eyes... He did not answer, but rather let out a long sigh.
"You shouldn't have co here, at least not now."
"...But I ca."
Shen Nan silently gripped the flagpole of the Black Flag, a surge of cold gleam flickering in the depths of his eyes. "So... what will happen?"
...
"Bumian... you must die amidst Deafening Celebration."
"..."
"You will die amidst Deafening Celebration, and you will also be reborn amidst beautiful prayers... Bumian, your path is different from everyone else's, you are the incarnation of auspiciousness in the world."
"..."
"As long as there are still people in this world praying for happiness, you will exist eternally."
"..."
A familiar voice lingered in Sun Bumian's mind.
Within a hazy sleep and dream, he seed to have seen that familiar Old Man again, standing tall on the barren wasteland outside the city... He gently stroked his head, his eyes full of cherishing love.
"Master..." Sun Bumian muttered to himself.
He reached out his hand, wanting to touch that figure close at hand. But right at the instant he was about to touch him, his whole person lost its center of gravity, suddenly falling toward the endless abyss below!
Everything around was dimming, scenes resembling the hellish River Styx intertwining around him.
He saw endless souls of the dead flowing on the sky canopy. Six white-clothed phantom shadows were suspended above it, glaring angrily at him... Seven-colored flas agitated around the heaven-and-earth-supporting Awakened Lion. He shuttled crazily in the land of death, as if bitterly chasing after sothing.
In front of him, a blurry soul slowly dissipated in the void, as if dragged by so kind of power, floating toward the sky canopy of the River Styx of dead souls.
"Master... Master! Wait for one more lifeti... In this lifeti I couldn't snatch you back, but in the next lifeti I definitely can!!"
"Go back, child..." The Old Man looked at the seven-colored Awakened Lion shaking the entire Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path before his eyes, his flickering gaze full of gratification and reluctance to part.
"Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the destined fate of humans. Moreover, as your Master I calculated all heavenly secrets, and have long been unable to escape the sea of suffering... Even if you achieve Demigod, you also cannot save your Master. Repeatedly forcing your way into the Ghost Path will only damage your own lifespan."
"I don't care!" Sun Bumian gritted his teeth and said,
"The gatherings, partings, separations, and being separated by life and death in the human world, lifeti after lifeti, I am already tired of it long ago!! If they have the ability, let them shatter my Reincarnation Cycle as well!! Then I can continue to follow Master!"
"Bumian, do not speak foolish words."
"I'm not! Master, you said I would attain Immortality amidst Deafening Celebration. But do you know? Liveliness, happiness, and reunions are always theirs. After the Reincarnation Cycle of lifeti after lifeti, in the end what accompanies is only the headgear and the yellow earth, I still have nothing...
Master, you were the one who led onto this path. Tell ... does my Reincarnation Cycle truly have aning?"
The blurry Old Man looked at the confusion in the Awakened Lion's eyes, his gaze sowhat complex. He gently reached out his hand, seemingly wanting to stroke the child's head once more, but could only drift lightly through his body...
"It does." The Old Man spoke firmly.
"Bumian, your Reincarnation Cycle is dormancy, and also a weapon... What you contend against is the life and death of heaven and earth and nature, the unalterable destined fate. Every one of your Reincarnation Cycles will accumulate a trace of heaven-defying power for you...
One day, all your accumulations will beco the key to changing everything."
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