C33 (1/2)

Where is this?

I turned pale with fright. At this moment, I was standing in front of a magnificent palace. This palace carried a domineering aura with it, deeply shocking me.

My breath quickened and I felt as if a thousand pounds had been pressed down on my chest. After half a day, I slowly calmed down. With excitement and a strong sense of complexity, I slowly stepped into this hall. Behind the palace was a wide, golden path. Flowers bloomed in the sky, solemn and heavy. At the end of the wide path was a pagoda. It was gray and ancient, nine stories high, incompatible with the beautiful and extravagant environment around us. However, I still felt deep veneration for this pagoda.

This isn't me!

My heart quivered. The feeling of using the inscription technique faded a lot. I then realized that I wasn't me, but was inside the body or soul of a middle-aged man in silver armor!

It was his soul that infected me with such intensity that I seemed to empathize with his feelings. But, where was this place?

He slowly walked down the road, surrounded by many people. Their expressions were the same as his ”I” and they were all wearing silver armor. Their steps were neat, and they held silver spears in their hands as they slowly walked towards the tower.

”In this battle with the Demon Race, are all of you confident?”

”Victory!”

”I!” Everyone around them shouted, their blood boiling. Judging by the sound of the voice, there were at least hundreds of thousands of people present.

Even though my ears were trembling, I could feel that my body was trembling. However, the surging emotions in my heart were getting stronger and stronger. It was as if I could go up the mountain of flames with just a few words from the man in the tower!

”Good!” ”As expected of this emperor's most capable generals. This emperor will fight together with you in this battle!”

”Victory!”

”Victory!”

I suddenly remembered. Slowly, I knew who 'I' was. 'I' was He Huan, the Immortal Weapon He Huan!

I'm in He Huan's soul now. This is the scroll Grandpa Sun left behind.

I don't know why, but I took the place of Grandpa Sun's soul. What I see now, is what Grandpa Sun saw back then! So that's how it is. I can split a part of my soul and sneak into another person's soul, see everything that the possessed person sees, and even leave the body. I can observe the entire process as a spectator as long as there is a part of my soul that is connected to their life soul. I can also use my Soul Eye to see everything in the outside world, including the person I possessed. However, my Fate Soul doesn't feel anything. I can only see the outside world, but I can't feel anything that others feel.

I still remember He Huan's story, but when I see it with my own eyes, it's completely different from the story I told orally. This kind of feeling, this kind of experience, can't be described with words.

The person who calls himself 'This Emperor' must also be an Immortal Emperor, but as for who, Grandpa Sun didn't mention it in his story, so I have no way of knowing. The current me only know of one Immortal Emperor, Cheng Tian.

He Huan set off with hundreds of thousands of Immortal soldiers under the lead of a high-ranking officer.

I don't know how long I walked for, but I couldn't see anything else. All I could see were the passionate, blood-boiling emotions of the surrounding Immortal soldiers and the faint nervousness in my heart.

Along the way, these hundreds of thousands of people stopped and separated, as if they were going to do something else, or perhaps some other mission. I don't know how many people will die in this Celestial Demon Battle, or how many will survive. Similarly, He Huan doesn't know either, but I can see resolution in his eyes. I can see a brightness like fire … They were not high up in the sky, but walking on the ground. I didn't know where we were, and I could tell from He Huan's eyes that he probably didn't know either.

After a hundred days of marching, they finally arrived at the battlefield. The battlefield was not big, and brought with it a sense of desolation and somberness. Perhaps there was even a hint of sadness, but it was ruthlessly and coldly tossed aside.

He Huan didn't have any thoughts, or it could be said that he hid his thoughts extremely well. After the order was given, they rushed out. They had no idea what was going on, nor did they know whether they were right or wrong. Perhaps the true right thing to do in this war was to fight with the Demon Tribes, but no one cared.

Only when He Huan rushed out did I see that there were countless demonic clan members gathered in front of us. I felt He Huan's body tremble, but it was only for a moment, and he had already overcome his fear and charged towards the battlefield. In fact, anyone who saw so many enemies would be afraid. They would be scared, but only by learning how to suppress these negative emotions would they be able to stimulate their ferocity and potential, allowing them to survive.

But later, the battlefield gradually became filled with roaring and shouting huge demon beasts. They were usually extremely strong and cruel! In the end, some of the demons with human faces also turned into half humans and half demons, but they were still not like how I thought they were. They maintained their human forms, or their long tails, with fingers and claws like a lion, with fangs glowing.

I am also a human, and I have the pride of people. When I see the Monster race slaughtering humans, I will feel resentment in my heart and wish that I could rush over to kill them all. However, I am only a soul and only a pair of eyes.

Not many people dared to fly in the air, unless they had tyrannical strength or the ability to become a live target. He Huan was bathed in blood on the ground, and killed countless demon beasts as she screamed with all her might. Even if her throat was sore and her voice was hoarse, she still wanted to roar! It was as if this roar could bring him power and fear. This roar was a symbol of his pride and dignity!

He Huan's slaughter of the demonic beasts had already reached its peak. Naturally, there would be people from the demon race who would come after him. And soon, this person appeared.

This person, or in other words this demon, was a muscular man with vertical eyebrows and a pair of wolf-tooth clubs in his hands. He charged towards He Huan with a howl.