Chapter 9: Life Is Not Easy—Neither for Him Nor for Him
Just as the young man smiled and exhaled in relief, the world suddenly spun wildly.
Sure enough, it happened again!
He almost cursed aloud, but seeing the familiar surroundings, he simply closed his eyes.
Only the ghostly mask totem on the back of his hand roared silently—clearly cursing in the harshest terms.
He shouldn’t have celebrated halfway through!
Every time before, the moment he tried to seal the ghostly fiends, it would reset. Now that he had finally finished, nothing had changed. Where exactly was the key to breaking free?
The landscape of the Demon Ruin Vast Sea was strikingly similar throughout. Here, there was no sun or moon, no passage of time, so he couldn’t be certain if it had truly reset or not.
But it didn’t matter; he had already found an anchor point to prove whether time had reset.
He reached into his bosom and pulled out a familiar, unbroken tortoise shell.
Good. He knew then—he had returned again.
With practiced fingers, he lit a faint, candle-like flame on his fingertip. Once more, he placed the tortoise shell over the fire in a different corner to dry.
After several dozen seconds, the tortoise shell cracked crisply, a brand-new fissure appearing.
“This divination has been done a hundred times, and the results are all roughly the same... The signs are so obvious, why doesn’t the witch god show up personally to guide me?” The young man looked at the familiar pattern unfolding in the divination and sneered, “In the Demon Ruin Vast Sea, there are only lingering souls of the past and all kinds of great calamities. Is that why I can’t just get rid of them?”
Of course, it might also be humans, but anyone who ventures into the Demon Ruin Vast Sea is more terrifying and dangerous than any disaster beast here.
He placed the tortoise shell back in his bosom and stared at the surrounding cracks, waiting for the red glow and phantasmal dreams to appear again.
This place was the Demon Ruin Vast Sea, where countless spirits who perished in the great catastrophe wandered. Together, they birthed the dream of the dead, often dragging living beings into their illusions. This sinister realm could shift and expand, eroding lands and cities not yet corrupted by the disaster wasteland, enlarging the disaster zone. It was a calamity of low danger level but immense harm.
Once land was corrupted by the disaster wasteland, ordinary creatures could no longer survive on it. Even driving away or sealing the ghostly fiends was meaningless.
The Witch Kingdom had poured more manpower and resources to contain the Demon Ruin Vast Sea than even they had spent upon the Lightless Sea in the East.
Reflecting on the significance of this place, the young man’s mood grew heavy. Pressing the totem on the back of his hand, in the next moment, a giant ghostly face rose into the sky, circling above, patrolling all the red glows that might signify dream ghosts.
Yet this time, the red glow that had been sealed over a hundred times did not reappear.
The young man stubbornly let the ghostly mask patrol longer, confirming that the red glow was truly gone before he exhaled lightly.
It seemed this ghostly fiend had truly vanished.
He needed to see if there were any remnants worth salvaging.
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At the same time, after restarting the simulation, Lin Zhao spent the whole night mentally preparing inside his eggshell.
He peered through the cracks of the shell many times, hoping the golden sun would rise as usual, hoping the outside world would be a new day again.
But he waited long and longer—the sun remained a purple orb, unmoving, and outside the crack, the barren world lay broken and desolate, answering none of his hopes.
Lin Zhao was somewhat reluctant, not wanting to go out so soon, but was shocked to find he was hungry!
Hungry!
Lin Zhao felt as if he would burst.
Back in the village, no matter the reason, he could at least eat beast meat, scavenge others’ breakfasts, or hunt himself.
But in this ghostly place, what could he eat?
Should he eat that eerie mask, or make soup from the bones of those people, or shove the surrounding soil into his mouth just to fill his stomach?
He stepped out of his small hut and looked at the desolate world stretching before him, his heart swelling with endless sorrow.
Sigh, he could only follow Grandfather Witch’s last wish and find the Witch Kingdom. He recalled it was somewhere in the south, right?
Thinking of this, Lin Zhao looked up at the sky. Beneath the eternally fixed purple sun, the sky was pitch black, not a single star in sight.
He casually picked up a charred tree stump, trying to examine the growth rings.
The stump was completely carbonized, its pitch-black interior showing no discernible rings.
Lin Zhao stood and looked around, sighing, “Grandfather Witch, I can’t find east, south, west, or north here. How do you expect me to find the Witch Kingdom?”
Helpless, he grabbed a bare tree branch and stood it upright on the ground. “Grandfather Witch, please point me a clear path.”
He released his grip, and the branch fell randomly toward one direction.
Lin Zhao looked at the direction, then set the branch upright again to measure the angle between its shadow and the purple sun. Only then did he put the branch away, summon a golden crow, and prepare to ride it.
But just as he mounted the golden crow’s neck, he felt heat and suffocation...
Even though he quickly dismissed the golden crow, his hands and feet still suffered burns, the searing pain stabbing at his brain.
“So, my body’s too weak to control you?” Lin Zhao realized.
Looking at his injuries with worry, he suddenly sensed danger. Raising his head at once, he saw a giant ghostly face.
“I’m not interested in fighting you right now,” Lin Zhao sneered. “Go away!”
He reached up, grasped his own neck, and twisted hard!
The violent sound of his spine breaking bypassed his ears and instantly echoed in his mind.
He was used to such small pains; the simulation points were plenty, so one more didn’t matter.
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