"The source of desire..." Wang Baole murmured, standing in the Tower of Desire City in the City of Desire. The Desire Master next to him was looking at Wang Baole tremblingly at this moment. Such a close distance allowed her to feel more clearly what was inside Wang Baole's body. fluctuation.
That fluctuation gave her a strong feeling, as if once it spread out, she could completely lose her mind in an instant and sink into desire forever.
"So... why did the emperor want to turn this place into a world of seven emotions and six desires, or to be precise, why did the emperor put his own desires here." Wang Baole was silent. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at the sky with his dark eyes.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the question that Emperor Xuanchen asked him twice.
"Have you thought it through?"
At that time, although Wang Baole responded with practical actions, in the final analysis, he did not speak or directly give the answer.
Wang Baole was thoughtful, lowered his head, and raised his right hand. The next moment, black mist seeped out of his palm and formed a black ball after gathering together. There seemed to be some kind of life inside this black ball, exuding endless desire. At the same time, he seemed to be struggling to break away from Wang Baole.
The Lust Master on the side was even more trembling at this moment.
Wang Baole looked at it for a long time, then slowly put it back into his body, then took a step forward and walked out. The next moment, he had left the City of Touch.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared from the City of Lust that the Lust Master breathed a sigh of relief, but the fear and fear deep in his eyes were still extremely strong.
"The aura in his body is terrifying... and the black mist..." The Touch Master murmured, seeming to recall some memories that made her tremble.
At the same time, Wang Baole, who walked out of the City of Lust, could feel that his current state had reached the pinnacle of this world. With his current self, facing Emperor Xuanchen again, Wang Baole was sure to suppress him, thus Push open the door to the upper world.
It can be said that the purpose of coming to Yuanyu Daokong is now almost achieved. He will soon be able to see the emperor in seclusion. The next step is to cut off the cause and effect and make himself free.
But for some reason, at this moment, he still felt hesitant in his heart.
So while thinking about the source of this hesitation, Wang Baole walked aimlessly in this second world. After an unknown amount of time, he came to a desert.
"Unexpectedly, we're here." Wang Baole looked dazed, raised his head and looked around, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.
This is where his true body is. He can feel the breath from his true body under this desert. Thinking about it... his true body is also aware of himself at this moment.
He and his real body, one is on the desert, the other is under the desert, one lowers his head, and the other raises his head, as if their eyes are converging together.
The main body and the clone are both silent.
After a while, Wang Baole suddenly smiled in the desert, his body swayed, and he sank directly into the desert. When he emerged... he was already in the retreat place deep in the desert.
This is the first time that Wang Baole's clone has appeared completely in front of its true body after leaving.
time flies…
Three days passed quickly.
Except for Wang Baole himself, no one knew what his clone and his true body had talked about in the past three days.
Three days later, Wang Baole's figure appeared outside the desert. He stood there with his head lowered, and looked down complicatedly. Then he took a deep breath, with determination in his eyes, and headed straight for the sky!
And under the desert, the figure sitting cross-legged sighed softly. This sigh contained complexity, sadness... and even a trace of indescribable confusion.
The second world has changed.
As Wang Baole stepped into the sky, and as his figure appeared in front of the gate of the upper world again, the eyes of the seven emotions and desires of the second world suddenly gathered over him.
There are also some strong men in the ancient city who live here and have little contact with the seven emotions and six desires. They also open their eyes and look at the sky.
Under the attention of all the people, Wang Baole walked towards the gate step by step. As he approached, the next moment... Emperor Xuanchen, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating in front of the gate, slowly opened and closed his eyes and looked at Wang Baole coldly.
The cursed face on his face is still there at this moment, but there is only one left, and it has faded a lot.
"Stop!" Emperor Xuanchen stared at Wang Baole who was approaching. His cold expression slowly changed, and finally he became solemn for the first time, and he spoke slowly.
Wang Baole shook his head and continued walking, getting closer and closer to where Emperor Xuanchen was.
Just when he came within ten feet of the two, Xuanchen suddenly raised his right hand and pointed towards Wang Baole.
With this finger, the void around Wang Baole suddenly distorted, and a supreme power descended suddenly, turning into the illusory shadow of a parrot around him, as if to envelope him.
Wang Baole looked as usual. He just waved his hand, and a wisp of black mist instantly spread out from the palm of his hand and quickly traveled around in a circle outside his body. As soon as the phantom of the parrot touched it, it instantly turned into pitch black. It was originally lifeless. His eyes are also a little more alert.
It's just that... the source of this agility is desire!
After a shrill roar, the illusory parrot suddenly turned its head and headed straight for Emperor Xuanchen.
Emperor Xuanchen's expression became even more solemn. He made a hand with his hands and pointed forward. The parrot that rushed towards him immediately burned up and turned into nothing.
But there was a wisp of black mist, which even Emperor Xuanchen's magical power could not erase. It seemed to be coming towards him with some kind of greed, and it came in an instant.
Xuan Chen's eyes were a little strange. He silently looked at the approaching black mist with a complicated expression. He actually did not dodge, but closed his eyes.
The next moment, this wisp of black energy approached directly, and was about to touch Emperor Xuanchen's eyebrows, but in the end it stopped in front of him, only three inches away from his eyebrows.
Seemingly unwilling, this wisp of black energy seemed to be struggling, but was forcibly controlled by a strong force, preventing it from spreading any further.
The one who restricted it was not Emperor Xuanchen, but Wang Baole.
Wang Baole had no expression on his face as he walked step by step in front of Emperor Xuanchen. Emperor Xuanchen noticed something, opened his eyes, and looked deeply at Wang Baole.
Wang Baole also looked at him, and after a while, he spoke softly.
"Senior Xuanchen, I have thought clearly."
When Xuan Chen heard this, he stood up silently without saying a word, turned around and left, walking further and further away...
It seemed that what he was waiting for was this sentence.
Staring at Xuan Chen's back for a long time... Wang Baole withdrew his gaze and looked at the door to the upper world standing in mid-air. His expression showed decisiveness, and he stepped over, directly in front of the door, raised his right hand, and gently Pressed on the door.
Without pushing away immediately, Wang Baole turned to look at the world. His eyes swept in all directions and saw too many familiar faces. Finally, he glanced at the desert and then closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, his eyes shone brightly, his right hand moved forward, and he pushed hard!
The gate to the upper world... opens!
(End of chapter)