Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 210 - 129, 130. This time, he took Yune away (Big Ch

Dreams, yet not dreams.

As real as they are illusionary...

A strong sensation of drowning surged from all directions, as if to completely devour Song Cheng in the pig cage.

Here, he lost all strength, extending his hands in agony, kicking his legs, trying to cling to sothing.

The curses of the villagers still echoed in his ears, stirring up resentnt in his heart that he couldn’t suppress, an intense resentnt to the extre.

In the haze, the youth approached like a fish, his black hair wildly dancing in the water, extending his hand once again towards Song Cheng in the cage amidst the chaotic, icy currents.

The currents were pitch black, an icy hell, with light above his head.

That was the shimring gold of the river’s surface, dull and sparse, with distorted faces and malicious curses still faintly visible, so distant.

That hand seed like a beam of light, reaching out from the brightness.

Song Cheng clenched his teeth, striving to lift his hand, reaching towards that hand.

Just as their fingertips touched, the appearance of the youth suddenly faded, like an Illusionary Realm, transforming into a woman in green with long hair.

It was Yune.

Yune grabbed his hand and then, together with him, began to rise towards the surface.

There’s always a cause and effect in this world.

What kind of seed you plant, that’s the kind of flower you’ll get.

The mont he held Yune’s cold palm, Song Cheng also regained clarity in an instant; he rembered who he was, he rembered where he was.

Thus...the resentnt that once filled his heart began to dissipate slowly.

He gripped the hand even tighter.

He had realized that he was undergoing a tribulation.

This unexpected tribulation, he was utterly unprepared.

Yet, he who should have died during the tribulation, now had a chance of life because of the little kindness he once had.

But he also realized another point:

Here, any emotion, any slight change in mindset, will be magnified countless tis.

Here, if you show a bit of anger, that rage will turn into a demon that will forever haunt you.

Here, if you feel a hint of sadness, that sorrow will expand endlessly until you beco despondent, in pain, suicidal...

This was part of the Reappear Calamity.

Even if you survive the calamity, if your heart changes even slightly during it, that will completely change you, turning you into soone else.

But how can you not change? Is it possible? You are undergoing what the evil spirit went through, you endure the intensely resentful thoughts of the evil spirit, how can you not harbor resentnt?

Even if you succeed in the tribulation, won’t you just beco another evil spirit?

Fortunately, this is Yune, this is also his story.

At this mont, he appeared different because of it.

Song Cheng was aware of this.

But he couldn’t control his own heart.

Here, everything must be confronted directly.

It is the Reappear of the evil spirit, but also the soul-searching of the living.

You have to face not only the tribulation of the evil spirit but also question yourself.

You...what kind of person are you?

You...are you good, or evil?

Song Cheng tried to lift his head, looking ahead through blurred eyes.

Black hair like ink, the eerie hem of a skirt, twisting in the somber currents, swaying, fluttering, and strands grazing his cheek like withered willow branches still hanging from the tree...

Yune was holding on to him tightly.

Ti, the world, everything seed to hit the slow-motion button...

Song Cheng tensed all over, the icy water lashed at him.

In the darkness, he looked upwards towards the light.

He thought he could break the water’s surface quickly, but he was mistaken...

The light at the water’s surface was so far away, and behind him lay boundless darkness.

Even though Yune was pulling him, he just couldn’t get past this drowning stretch of river.

He felt his body’s consciousness fading away, the suffocating sensation of drowning was so painful that only a bit of his awareness remained hazy.

He strained to look towards the light; he saw Yune facing the light suddenly turn her head back to look at him...

Her forrly serene face twisted in an instant, turning pale, morphing into a swollen and fierce-looking evil spirit, reflecting agony.

Yune’s legs fluttered like a fish’s tail, struggling to swim upwards...

She was dragging Song Cheng.

But, she just couldn’t reach the surface.

Neither could Song Cheng.

In that instant, Song Cheng and Yune locked eyes.

The still water made bubbling sounds; in the dark suffocation, all bodily senses were depleting, leaving only the most pure, most essential communication.

Song Cheng saw the pain in Yune’s eyes.

He suddenly realized sothing.

Actually, he had realized it long ago.

Yune was sentient; she wasn’t just a pure evil spirit, she...still retained a bit of humanity.

...

But how could a mortal withstand the imnse thoughts of an evil spirit?

In tis of chaos, Yune was fighting on a different battlefield, alone in her battle, facing the onslaught of the evil spirit’s thoughts.

Unable to control herself, following the instincts of an evil spirit, yet she still endeavored to hold on to that bit of humanity.

...

Pain...

Such pain...

Pain...

Such pain...

Pain...

The repeated words, no longer needing to be spoken, at that mont, Song Cheng saw the agonizing pain of living being worse than dying in Yune’s eyes.

He suddenly realized...

This tribulation, perhaps it wasn’t just him who was enduring it.

...

Besides him, there was also the humanity of Yune.

He underwent the tribulation to beco stronger.

Yune underwent the tribulation to escape.

So even though Yune ca to save him because of karma, she herself couldn’t make it to the shore.

Because Yune was not in a safe environnt at the mont, but was being closely watched by another evil spirit, attacked with all its might, and because of such chaos and intense fighting between the Twin Ghosts, Song Cheng was involved, forcibly initiating the tribulation.

Yune saving Song Cheng, the stirring of humanity, to the evil spirit it was a flaw.

And that flaw was like a small ant hole on a great dam...the collapse, it has already begun.