There were human corpses collapsing, demon warriors lying on the ground in a bloody mess, and there were also broken bodies of demon beasts. The picture became more and more chaotic, and his mind became more and more confused. He seemed to be pulled into a strange dream, a chaos that made him lost in it and unable to wake up. “I hold the sun and the moon in my hands and pluck the stars. There is no one like me in the world…hahaha, hahaha…hahaha…” "If there is really an afterlife, I don't want to be the son of light anymore. I just want to be an ordinary human being. Find a pure woman who loves me, marry her, and give birth to our children. Live a peaceful life. I have been glorious and fallen..." "If I wanted to, I would already be the god of death..." …… In a daze, Ying Wushuang seemed to see a vague figure. The figure was wearing a black robe, which swayed gently in the wind, as if the endless dark night was whispering. His face was pale, as bloodless as a sculpture, his eyes were deep, hiding the traces of time, but revealing an unspeakable sorrow. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the prosperity of the world and look directly into the depths of the soul. His hair was messy and unruly, hanging randomly, framing his thin and angular face. He just stood there in the desolate cemetery, surrounded by sleeping ancient tombs and dim moonlight.
His existence seemed to merge into this dead land, as if time had stopped here and space had lost its meaning. In his hand he held a magic wand carved with strange runes, and the slightly trembling flow of magic power revealed endless loneliness. "Ugh!" A long sigh drifted in the cold air, and his figure looked even more lonely under the starlight. The sense of sadness condensed into an almost visible heaviness on him. Even the gloomy wind surrounding him seemed to become more mournful because of his sorrow. "Hahaha, God is still very good to me!" "After waiting for so long, I finally have my own disciple." "Boy, I'm going to give you an opportunity, do you want it?" The sounds ringing in my ears became more and more chaotic. Ying Wushuang tried hard to keep himself calm, but his head hurt more and more, to the point that he could not tell whether he was in the real world or the imaginary world. He didn't know why this happened, and could only rely on instinct to resist these voices, trying to get rid of the pain and struggling to open his eyes. However, no matter how hard he tried, it was of no avail. "what to do?" "Okay, kid, don't sleep anymore. It's not time to sleep yet. Wake up!" The voice sounded again, with a hint of urgency in his voice. "I am not good enough?" Ying Wushuang felt the strength in his body becoming weaker and weaker, and couldn't help but ask. "A man can't say he can't do it!"
Judging from the voice, the person who spoke seemed to be in a good mood, otherwise he would not have joked with him. "Forehead……" Ying Wushuang was speechless and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He didn't know where he was, nor did he know who the mysterious person who appeared was. And now his mind is in a mess. He didn't know what choice he should make now. "Boy, do you want to be my apprentice?" "Apprentice? Who are you?" The man was silent for a while, then he murmured to himself: "Who is it?" "It was so long ago that I don't remember it clearly." "They hate me, they envy me, they slander me." "I've been in here so long I don't even know what time it is." The man seemed to be recalling something, and continued, "I studied the magic of the dead with my body of light, and eventually became a peerless powerhouse. I fought against the world on my own, not only destroying the glorious church, but also half-crippling the human forces. In the end, it took the joint efforts of the human powerhouses to seal me here." "Hmm?" "One man against the world?" "And they destroyed the Glorious Church and nearly crippled the human forces?" Ying Wushuang seemed to have thought of something and his pupils suddenly shrank. Who else can do this except that pervert Electrolux? And isn't the purpose of his trip to find the trace of Alex and obtain his inheritance? This is really "there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers"! "Master, please bow to me, my disciple!" Ying Wushuang knelt on the ground without saying a word and kowtowed towards the empty space. He looked very pious. Alex didn't expect that Ying Wushuang would agree so quickly that he was caught off guard. "Don't you care about my identity?" "I am wanted by the entire human world. If you become my disciple, you might also be influenced by the world." Electrolux asked in surprise, seeming a little worried. "not give a damn about." "As long as you are strong, you can beat up anyone who doesn't obey until everyone obeys." “When the time comes, it will not be I who will be influenced by the world, but the world will be influenced by me.”
The world of Divine Seal, like other fantasy worlds, is also a world where the strong are respected. For example, the powerful Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu is respected as His Majesty by both the demon clan and the human world. This is the respect that comes with strength. On the contrary, if you don’t have strong strength to back you up, it’s not easy to convince others. "Hahaha, good!" "As expected, you are the one I have chosen. Your personality is exactly what I want." When Alex heard Ying Wushuang's answer, he laughed out loud. Ying Wushuang is different from Long Haochen. In the original novel, Long Haochen rejected the olive branch thrown by Electrolux, while openly accepting the convenience provided by Electrolux. Isn’t this typical double standards? Instead of that, it would be better to accept Electrolux's inheritance openly. So what if I become his disciple? So what if I am criticized by the world? Therefore, Ying Wushuang would not be like Long Haochen who said one thing in front of others and another behind their backs. Instead, I chose to face it calmly. …… Beyond the Light Gate "Why has it been so long and the leader hasn't shown up yet?" Wang Yuanyuan asked with some concern. "Yes, and the strange thing is that since the captain entered, the wind has not howled again. It's really weird." Sima Xian spoke with a puzzled look on his face, his eyes occasionally staring in the direction of the light gate. "Now that the strong wind has gone, I think we don't need to wait here, let's go in and find out what's going on!" The person who spoke was none other than Sheng Caier. In Sheng Caier's opinion, since the crisis has been resolved, there is no need for them to waste time here. Just rush in. However, her words were opposed by her sister. "No, we can't go in now!" (End of this chapter)