"Who are you!" shouted the outsider, with an angry expression and a threatening gaze.
The beggar was so frightened that he kept begging for mercy without hearing what the other person was saying.
The outsider saw that there was no result from the inquiry, so he threw the beggar aside. Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, the beggar flew away like a kite with a broken string, until he hit the wall of the broken house.
The outsider was stunned by this scene. He looked at his hands in surprise and murmured, "When did my strength become so strong?"
The beggar's body hurt after being thrown down, but it also made him sober. He quickly endured the pain and knelt on the ground, kowtowing and shouting, "I'm just a beggar, please forgive me!"
There was no movement in front of him for a long time. The beggar looked up secretly, only to find that the outsider stood up with a blank look on his face and murmured, "I... who am I?"
The beggar thought to himself, this must be a madman.
The outsider suddenly turned his head and asked the beggar loudly, "Who am I?"
The beggar didn't know, so he could only shake his head.
While the outsider was thinking hard, he suddenly held his head and shouted in pain.
The beggar saw again that a clear light flashed on the outsider's ring, and then disappeared between the outsider's eyebrows. An even weirder scene happened. At the moment when the clear light disappeared, the outsider's whole body exuded this faint clear light, which made people feel extremely sacred and solemn. At this time, the outsider gradually calmed down and stood blankly, as if thinking about something.
"What kind of monster is this person?" The beggar looked at it with wide eyes, thinking in his mind.
Could it be a god
No, how could there be gods in this world
Not right either! This place is already like this, what else is impossible
Yes, maybe there really are gods!
Only in this way can those other things be explained. There are gods and there are demons. Those things must be some kind of minions of the devil, for example...
The outsider suddenly spoke, interrupting the beggar's random thoughts.
The beggar had already determined that the visitor was not a mortal, so of course he concentrated and listened.
The outsider kept holding his forehead and murmured, "I seem to remember something... Falling, yes, I fell from the sky?... What's going on... Falling... Green light... Liu Jingzhe? Apostle of Guixu !... We fell off the cliff and entered the passage, and then... Liu Jingzhe's mental power chased me and hit Duan Fei and me... Then, we suffered a strong impact and lost consciousness... Then... I appeared in here?"
The outsider no longer looked confused. He stood up straight and said calmly, "I remembered everything. I am Jiang Cheng!"
Finally recovering from his brief amnesia, Jiang Cheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to notice his surroundings. He saw the beggar who was still kneeling on the ground with a stupid expression.
"Are you...are you a god?" the beggar asked boldly.
Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, motioning for the other party to stand up, and replied, "I'm just an ordinary person."
The beggar didn't quite believe this answer.
Jiang Cheng didn't take it seriously. He walked out of the broken house and looked up to see the wall of fog on the other side of the alley.
"Nightmare fog!" Jiang Cheng immediately recognized that what was in front of him was the nightmare fog that would appear in Yilin City late at night! It is a dream in the city, and those who are involved in it will suffer a very terrible ending.
Such a terrifying existence was actually less than a hundred meters in front of him. But what makes Jiang Cheng strange is that this fog seems to be very quiet, extending to both sides like a wall, but never advancing forward.
This area seemed to be surrounded by the fog of nightmare.
Sensing something was wrong, Jiang Cheng quickly asked the beggar, "What on earth is this place?"
The beggar replied, "This is Anxiang District."
"Anxiang District!" Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but think of Xu Dingjia's description of Anxiang District.
"... This place belongs to the dark side of the city's consciousness. Just like people, no matter how kind and positive they are, they also have a dark and evil side deep in their consciousness. The underground world represents the subconscious of the city, which is chaotic and disorderly. It’s unbelievable. The difference in Anxiang District is that that place is pure evil and very secretive. It is a human purgatory that exists in the ground world. And, more importantly, there is no way in or out of Anxiang District, like us People with special abilities cannot come out once they enter..."
"There is no way out?" Jiang Cheng said to himself, "Why does the passage eventually lead to this place!"
"What should I do, Xu Dingjia?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Cheng suddenly came back to his senses.
Xu Dingjia is no longer here.
What is needed to destroy the painting is blood, and only at the cost of one's life can a flaw appear in the shadow.
In order to temporarily destroy the shadow magic and gain the energy to open the channel for Duan Fei, Xu Dingjia sacrificed his life.
The beggar saw Jiang Cheng looking up at the sky, as if he was talking to someone, "Are these... all what you expected? Is this... also what you call a 'sacrifice'? What is your purpose?"
"Oh no, this person has gone crazy again," the beggar thought.
Jiang Cheng was already minding his own business and said, "Are you going to sacrifice more people for your so-called purpose? If so, I will never do what you want!"
The beggar was lost in thought when he suddenly realized that Jiang Cheng was coming towards him. The beggar subconsciously wanted to ask for mercy, but Jiang Cheng asked, "Do you know a way to leave here?"
The beggar smiled bitterly and said, "If I knew, I would have escaped from this damn place long ago!"
The other party's answer was not unexpected, and Jiang Cheng just nodded, let the beggar go, and left.
Walking out of the alley, Jiang Cheng looked at the empty streets and felt unusually lonely and confused.
"No matter what, I have to rely on myself for the rest of the journey." Jiang Cheng said this and walked firmly towards the front of the street.
The beggar looked at Jiang Cheng's back from a distance and said to himself, "Who is he?"
Until Jiang Cheng's figure disappeared from sight, the beggar's curiosity never dissipated. In his mind, visions of this man's appearance, rings, and body emitting clear light kept reappearing.
He had a feeling that since this person appeared, Anxiang District would undergo unimaginable changes.
Walking out of the street, there are gradually more buildings in front of you.
At first glance, it seems that this place is no different from the outside world.
Modern buildings, spacious streets, and pedestrians dress like modern people.
As his mental power gradually recovered, Jiang Cheng began to feel the difference.
The sky here seems darker, and the behavior of the surrounding pedestrians also reveals a strange feeling. Especially the surrounding buildings, although they looked ordinary, but through real people's perception, he noticed an indescribable complex feeling.
It seemed like countless identical buildings were overlapped in one place. Not only buildings, but everything around, including streets, streetlights, vehicles, everything except people, has a feeling of infinite overlap.
Although these things are different from the infinite details displayed by high-dimensional creatures in low dimensions, they are another kind of infinite extension. The huge and repetitive information fills Jiang Cheng's mind, making him feel that his consciousness is mixed, he has a splitting headache, and he is about to Passed out on the spot.