Chapter 1346 Death and Life
Soon...poof!
Zhao Yin's two eyeballs seemed to be unable to withstand the terrible law of gravity anymore and exploded into pieces.
Under the terrible gravity, it was directly turned into dust, flesh and blood, and merged into the earth before it could fly up.
The slight vibration created a breeze that fell on the scattered bones nearby.
Those bones immediately turned into dust, collapsed, and merged with the earth...
The dry skin on his face fell off piece by piece, followed by his teeth, eyebrows, and hair...
In the end, only the bare skull was left.
Soon, the last bit of life in this head completely dissipated...
"Are you going to die?"
As the brow bone cracked, a piece of bone turned into dust and collapsed and disappeared.
A hint of golden light shone through the crack of his brow bone.
This light surpassed Zhao Yin's previous vision and illuminated an area of two meters.
The crack in the brow bone became larger and larger, and the exposed light ball became brighter and brighter.
Gradually, as the entire skull turned into dust and disappeared, only the golden ball of light remained in the air.
It can be seen faintly that there is a human-shaped shadow inside.
It was exactly the appearance of Zhao Yin's true self.
Having lost Zhang Dongliang's physical body, he is a fragment of Zhao Yin's soul.
There is no record in the universe of any person that a soul, separated from a physical body, can survive on its own.
Even King Mo, whose shadow body he forcibly condensed, survived for a million years with the help of the heart of the ancestor.
Even if King Mo turned into a ghost and mastered the rules of reincarnation, he still needed to carry the pearl that was transformed from his heart...
That is his true self!
But at this moment, Zhao Yin's soul was standing in the ball of light, but there was no sign of dissipating.
The breath of the ancestor spirits fills every corner of the soul.
If the soul in Zhao Yin's sea of consciousness is the growing soul of the ancestor.
Well, although this split soul is weak, the aura of the ancestor spirit is already strong, surpassing the original body, and even surpassing the ancestor spirit's clone!
But at this moment, Zhao Yin felt confused...
"It's different from what I imagined. Did I lose the bet?"
There was no good fortune as imagined.
His soul did not die after leaving his body.
Without death, how can there be good fortune?
This time, Zhao Yin felt a sense of comfort all over his body, as if he had been freed from the shackles of his physical body.
The only discomfort is a bit of coolness.
It feels like a person walking on the street without pants.
The pressure of this world can no longer be felt. It is as if I have returned to my ancestral world, to Gwangju, to the time before the end of the world...
The pain and threats of the past year disappeared at this moment, and all that remained was inner peace.
The soul is still connected with the main body and the other two clones in some mysterious way.
The singing of the rookie is still ringing in my ears.
The split soul tried to stretch his limbs and immediately felt that his soul body had no weight, but the dense ancestor-level soul threads formed a substance, allowing him to have a clear sense of touch of everything around him.
The movement of his feet created an air thrust, and Zhao Yin almost fell flat on his face.
He quickly stood up straight and tried to float in the air.
Yes, he is floating.
Because the soul is weightless, it is like swimming in water.
Zhao Yin tried to communicate the poison rules between heaven and earth, but suddenly found that there was not a trace of the power of rules.
"Why can't I use my supernatural powers?"
Zhao Yin was shocked again and quickly tried to communicate with the fire attribute rules around him.
There was still no change in the foggy air.
Not only did his combat abilities disappear, but his Sky-Seeing Eyes could no longer be opened.
Zhao Yin clearly remembered that even if he still had a head left, the Sky-Seeing Eye would be of no use, but it could be opened.
Finally, Zhao Yin understood.
"Bloodline talent...!"
"Without a physical body, how can there be blood? How can one display the gift of blood?"
"The body is the foundation of life, but I only have a soul left!"
He couldn't use his supernatural powers, not even much of his strength.
Without a physical body, the soul's palms would immediately twist and deform if it used a little more strength.
Zhao Yin tried to punch violently, but his entire arm turned into threads of divine souls.
It took him a long while to gather his arm again.
This is just a clone, so Zhao Yin is not too sad.
He looked up at the space boat, and Wang Xiaolei was still curled up there.
The girl was already asleep, and did not notice the annihilation of Zhao Yin's body...
Zhao Yin tries to communicate with the core world.
The existence of the core world can be felt, but it is too far away. It and the second life space are still beside the main body and integrated into the universe.
It seems like the original place, away from the universe, in a different time and space.
As for the core world, the split soul can only sense it and cannot mobilize even a trace of teleportation power.
Looking at Wang Xiaolei's skinny body, Zhao Yin lowered his head and looked for his space bracelet.
The space bracelet lay quietly on the ground, having lost its luster and its material was mottled.
But it still looked intact. Zhao Yin was delighted and bent down to pick it up...
But his soul fingertips just touched.
Snapped!
The space bracelet suddenly exploded, as if it had been washed away by endless years.
The split soul sighed, but even the sound was produced by the friction of the vocal cords simulated by the power of the spirit.
Hoarse and unpleasant.
He stepped towards the space boat.
As he got closer, Zhao Yin discovered that the collapse of the space ship was more serious than he had imagined.
It can only last for ten days at most.
Ten days later, the space boat lost its ability to form its own space.
At that time, with Wang Xiaolei's vitality, she would die in an instant.
Zhao Yin raised his golden soul hand and touched Wang Xiaolei's head...
Wang Xiaolei opened her eyes drowsily and saw a pair of long golden legs.
Zhao Yin's soul simulated a suit and leather shoes, and his entire soul body looked like it was made of gold.
Wang Xiaolei's eyes showed surprise, and she slowly raised her head along his legs.
When I saw his face clearly, my eyes widened instantly.
Before Zhao Yin could react, the girl suddenly stood up and threw herself into his arms.
"Wuwuwu... Boss, are you dead?"
"Are you, telling me something in my dream... I'm sorry, boss. I'm sorry... It's all Xiaolei's fault!"
"Boss, wait for me... Xiaolei will die with you... wuwu...!"
She hugged Zhao Yin tightly, crying desperately, and seemed very worried that if she let go, this dream... would end.
After waking up from the dream, the boss disappeared... She was afraid that she was the only one left in this horrible world...
"Xiao Lei shouldn't have come to see grandma. It's Xiao Lei who hurt you. Boss, hit Xiao Lei, beat me to death...!"
It has been more than half a year since Zhao Yin heard Wang Xiaolei crying.
Now, the anger that had accumulated in his heart had long since dissipated.
After all, Wang Xiaolei is just a young girl who is naive about the world. She is not entirely wrong to worry about her grandmother Emma. It is more out of gratitude and affection.
"Xiao Lei, I'm not dead. I'm going to take you away from here!"