Chapter 520: Connection (1/2)

Wang Ling's eyes were wide open watching the falling plum blossoms on a wooden porch where tens of children played on the empty lot before him. The children laughed, while others wielded a sword while a brown-haired man taught them how to fight.

”Ling'er! I told you to help me teach them, did I not? Come on, Gu'er might hurt Mui again you know?” the man shouted with half-joking rage, ”Hmmm? It appears you have no intention of answering me. Muhahaha! Do you want to have a taste of this Master's Seven Thousand Sword Pierce Punishment?”

”Yeah! Do it, Master, Martial Brother Ling had been showing off just because he's the first one who got taught!” a young boy shouted.

”That's right, that's right!” a girl reinforced.

Wang Ling watched all this play out with a pleasant smile on his face. The brown-haired man approached Wang Ling and just as those hands were about to touch him, it passed through him as though it belonged to a ghost.

”Using the memories of my Master and my Martial Brothers and Sisters, how distasteful.” He stated ever so calmly seeing how he somehow got subjected to illusion, ”But, it is good to see them living like this, even if it is all fake.”

Wang Ling laughed, waved his hand and erased the illusion before him, ”My eyes gave birth to the Devil's Eyes, it not only sees illusions but reality itself, nothing can hide from these eyes. Why not come out and stop playing?”

”How intimidating.” From the darkness was a figure wearing but a simple scholarly white robe. His face was an exact copy of Wang Ling, he seemed as though a reflection, but his sclera was black and his pupil's gray.

This being was no Devil Heart, it was no bedevilment nor qi deviation. This reflection was someone Wang Ling barely knew yet understood all too well. He was a man birthed from the hands of the man who started everything, and now became the ender of existence.

He was known by the moniker of Emperor of Death, the Ruler of the Abyss, or to Wang Ling, simply, the Gray Figure.

The greatest enemy of the Cosmos appeared before him, without any grand appearance nor special location. In the darkness, where Wang Ling's mind dwells, the Gray Figure invaded and tried to show Wang Ling the past.

They were once the same person, yet despite being pulled out of one another, they were much more connected than they had ever been before. The Chaos Qi they both possess, one belongs to the reality of Life, and the other the horrors of Death.

Their existence fight, different, but coming from the same mold… they remain the same.

”In the past, the simple thought of Master is enough to bring you into a sense of lost. The haunting image of how you killed the man who saved you was supposed to stick with you for all of eternity… but it appears, the moment of epiphany at your second death was no mere passing sentiment. True acceptance… how amusing, like your first life, you only managed to learn what matters when it slips past your fingers.” The Gray Figure covered its mouth as it laughed at Wang Ling's life.

”I see, it appears my hunches were correct, you did manage to unearth my memories while you and I shared the same body. Stealing the memories of my past, assimilating them, and accepting them as your own, I wonder, did the traumas remain? Did the pain, and suffering I endure clung to the hungry empty, and lonely soul that is you?

”Though I doubt you needed newer suffering as I remember seeing a memory of you crying when we were together.”

While sitting, Wang Ling moved his, the entire darkness was replaced by a desoalte land where swords, spears, and all sorts of weapon protruded from around them. It was the world where Wang Ling saw from joining the two walls he once had, the memories of the Gray Figure, the truth used to deceive Wang Ling.

”A desolate field where you faced the Holy Race and the Devils when you were abandoned by those you abandoned. I know little of this past for we separated before I could understand. You used it to show me the body you once called my destiny when in truth it was the Gift given to you by the father who loved you with all his—”

Swoosh!

The Gray Figure stopped his laughter as he looked at Wang Ling, interested by the change. The Gray Figure suddenly moved, six pairs of purplish-gray wings and haloes appeared from behind, his eyes turned sharp as a sword stopped just before Wang Ling's neck, ”You know nothing of the truth… no one knows of the truth…”