Trials of the Abyss

Chapter 760: Forgot the magic

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The laws of the world of love have undergone subtle changes as Yuanhui has regained her self.

The demonic energy of the entire world and the vast negative emotions in the hearts of all living beings were condensed into a noble sustenance in an instant.

All the living beings in this world are eager for a great demon god to be born in their world of love, and Yuanhui is the irreplaceable person in their hearts.

Only Yuan Hui can become a great demon god.

This is their great ambition.

"Yuan Hui!"

"Yuan Hui!"

"Yuanhui, Yuanhui, Yuan..."

Countless voices calling for Yuanhui rose in the hearts of the strong men in the love world, deafening.

Gradually, the word "yuan" was confused with the word "yuan", making it difficult to distinguish.

The source demon that broke into this world now has the power to listen to the thoughts of nearby creatures, and he also heard those calls.

"His influence in this world is truly astonishing. I don't know much about his past, and I don't know what legends he has left on this world, but there is no doubt that everyone believes in him."

"That Luan Ji actually made him forget the past and willingly let go of his inner obsession and evil thoughts."

"He is scary, but Luan Ji is even scarier."

Yuan Mo rubbed his chin gently, knowing that it would be difficult for him to deal with Yuan Hui, who was trying to avoid fighting.

"It seems that I can only put Yuanhui aside for now and go find the toughest opponent."

Through the connection between the demon souls, he began to try to sense and confirm the location of the strongest opponent in his mind.

The fifth realm.

Above the magic robe worn by Pang Jian, the two ancient magic characters symbolizing "Luan Ji" suddenly became dim.

Purgatory's "heavenly ban" has lost its shielding effect.

At this moment, the magic robe has become an accurate coordinate similar to a "prayer altar", and the great demon Luan Ji, who is far away in an unknown galaxy, found it directly through the magic robe and his real name engraved on it.

"You have aroused His fighting spirit and awakened His desire. Do you know how much trouble you have caused me?"

Luan Ji's angry roar burst out from the two ancient demon characters.

In the pitch-black magic robe, the endless evil thoughts and malicious ideas, as well as the overwhelming negative emotions that connected the twenty-six magic realms, suddenly became chaotic because of Luan Ji's roar.

The two ancient demon characters "Luan Ji" wandered on the surface of the magic clothes like stars, grabbing power from different demon realms.

"Forget."

"Forget."

"Forgotten Demon."

"Forget the past and let the pain in your heart disappear. Only then can the demon soul achieve great freedom and become a true demon."

In the numerous demon realms, countless low-level and mid-level demon gods were infected by Luan Ji’s vast magic power, and their self-will was influenced by the magic he spread.

There are some powerful demons who have experienced pain and wasted a long time, but are still immersed in agony. They can offset the pain in their hearts by constantly chanting the four words "Forget the Demon God".

Forgetting the pain and remembering the good seems to be the true meaning of Luan Ji's magic.

Any living being, including but not limited to demons, who wants to forget their pain and gain eternal happiness, will drink the "bitter wine of forgetfulness" brewed by Luan Ji and recite Luan Ji's name "Demon God of Forgetfulness".

In the end, everyone can successfully forget the pain and find happiness again.

Pang Jian was shocked.

He saw that in the twenty-six demon realms, in each "realm" of the world where the demons were active, there were demons and demon gods responding to Luan Ji's power.

Some scenes from the past flashed through his mind.

Countless Luan Ji appeared in the "realm" of those demonic realms in different eras and days.

Or he may transform into a fortune teller, a winemaker, or an old gentleman who teaches magic scriptures.

Luan Ji once spread the true meaning of his magic in twenty-six demon realms and two thousand "realms" of heaven and earth.

Those who drank his bitter wine, those whose fate was revealed by him, and those who were taught the magic scripture of forgetfulness by him, all unknowingly forgot the pain of the past and only remembered the good times.

It turned out that Luan Ji had traveled through all the demonic realms before he walked out to the "jie" world where the tribesmen of various ethnic groups lived.

I don’t know how many worlds He has infected with the evil path of oblivion.

Luan Ji is definitely not indifferent to fame and wealth, he just disdains the pursuit of Hemotian and Fajie.

He Motian launched the "Original Demon Plan", gathering the true meaning of the magic of all the demons from ancient times to the present, and integrating them into one to create the "Original Demon".

The original demon used the "Origin Fusion Demonic Art" as its core magic path, and deliberately separated the nine demon souls, making each of them a demon god, each experiencing a unique life, and seeking the way to domination by joining together.

Fajie was born in the sea of fog, and he always sticks to the great road of the devil's heaven.

Even if Motian falls, since he can use this to become the master, this path is the right one.

—Fajie has always wanted to see another demon king appear in the world.

But neither Fajie nor Hematian felt that their own magic path had the potential to achieve dominance.

Luan Ji is different.

Maybe it was after the fall of the Lord of Demon Heaven, or maybe it was before the fall of the Lord of Demon Heaven, he believed that the forgotten magic path he had comprehended could also send him to the ranks of the masters!

To this end, He has been quietly advancing in the dark for many years.

He left traces in the twenty-six demon realms and spread the magic way in the "realm" world where various major races gathered. His traces were all over the galaxy.

He does not care about the secrets of the underworld, nor the strangeness of purgatory, but is only focused on pursuing His supreme magic path.

"What I stripped from Yuanhui's mind was my own forgotten magic path! The creation of the First Demon is that all the Great Demons and Demon Gods integrated their core magic truths into the Demon Nest to promote the birth of the First Demon!"

"When Yuanhui separated from the First Demon, she carried with her the Forgotten Demonic Path that I had imprinted into her. I was just taking back what originally belonged to me!"

"I don't want my Forgotten Magic to flourish in Yuanhui and then be integrated into the body of the original demon."

"Boy, you know nothing, but you are ruining my big plan!"

Luan Ji's demonic sounds came from twenty-six different demonic realms.

Every word was wrapped with the negative emotions of those who believed in the Forgotten Demonic Path, and turned into huge magic words that could make people forget their pain, in an attempt to educate Pang Jian and make Pang Jian one of his countless believers.

Then, hundreds of huge magic runes suddenly appeared in Pang Jian's mind.

The magic words were like a woven web, like an ancient magic array, like a direct manifestation of the laws of magic, hanging above Pang Jian's sea of consciousness.

The great demon Luan Ji, who was far away in an unknown land outside the sky, was able to use this magic robe of the Lord of Demons to attack Pang Jian.

His power is probably already greater than that of Dharmadhatu and Hematendra.

The five great demon gods still in existence are Hematian, Fajie, Luanji, Tianwei and Qiling.

Luan Ji was originally ranked third, behind Hemotian and Fajie.

Looking back now, Pang Jian feels that this Great Demon God Luan Ji is the strongest among the five Great Demon Gods.

"Everyone has pain. How about you? Let me help you remember your pain. Let me help you remember it more deeply."

Luan Ji's voice echoed in Pang Jian's mind.

The sound was vast, reaching from his mind to every corner of his soul, invading his deepest memories and digging out his many pains.

Spots of strange light flashed and sank like raindrops.

At this time, in his own soul sea, in the current purgatory world, Pang Jian had plenty of means and methods to deal with Luan Ji's spiritual invasion.

Because Luan Ji’s real body cannot arrive.

Faced with the invasion of alien gods and a small amount of divine consciousness, Pang Jian can now deal with them in a targeted manner through the thunder and lightning in his body, his profound understanding of the great way of the soul, and the power of the seven heavenly calamity pillars.

He remained cautious, mobilizing the many powers in his body, allowing Luan Ji's magic of forgetfulness to penetrate his mind and allowing the depression and pain in his heart to be aroused and deepened.

His father left and never returned, leaving him alone to take care of his sister.

This scene suddenly became deeply engraved in his memory.

But he did not feel too much pain, just felt depressed and then burdened with heavy responsibilities.

After that, he wandered in the silent mountains, fighting wild beasts, and taking care of his sister's life alone.

Between life and death, a huge fear surged in his heart. He was panicked and scared.

But it wasn't his own death that he feared.

What he was afraid of was... after he died, what would happen to his younger sister? Who would take care of her

The sharp claws and teeth of the mountain beasts left hideous blood marks on his body, which indeed made him scream in pain.

But how can physical pain compare to the pain in the heart

The physical pain was nothing to his strong nerves.

Later, his sister was taken away by Sun Bin, and he was abandoned at home, watching his sister go away.

Looking up at his sister breaking through the leaden clouds and flying towards a higher world, he felt only relief and joy from the bottom of his heart. How could there be any pain

Afterwards, he killed in the mountains and forests, experienced the bloodshed of Bagua City, and the trials of the dark ghosts.

The deaths of Meng Qiulan, Zhao Ling and others, his own severe injuries that nearly killed him several times, and his repeated survivals, also made him extremely heartbroken.

But he managed to hold on.

not enough.

These pains were far from enough to defeat him.

The many sufferings he experienced in his not-so-long life, after being brought back to mind and deepened by Luan Ji, did not have much impact on him.

"Your character is strong and tough enough. Then, I will change the way you act and let you become someone else, so that you can feel their pain."

Luan Ji said in a cold voice.

In an instant, countless Pang Jians began to experience different events.

He became an old man of the Celestial Clan. At the age of 80, he suddenly heard that his most beloved children and grandchildren were beaten to death by powerful people.

Several corpses were lined up in a row, covered with whip marks, in front of him. The pain of seeing the young die suddenly flooded his heart.

He was powerless and allowed the powerful people to mock and sneer at him, but he suffered from the fact that he had no power or strength.

He has several granddaughters in the village outside the city who need to be taken care of, so he cannot die.

To live means to suffer pain all the time, and you cannot even die.

Such pain broke out and Pang Jian suddenly felt extremely miserable.

—He had never had such an experience.

But when he transformed himself into that old man and really felt what he was feeling, he realized that all the pain he was experiencing was nothing.

The scene changed, and he became a warrior of the Black Demon Clan, fighting for the glory of his clan.

He has a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter, that's all he has.

In a brutal war, their team suffered a devastating disaster. All members of the tribe were frozen in an extremely cold valley. In the eyes of the outside world, the team was completely wiped out.

But he miraculously survived.

After going through many hardships, he finally returned to his hometown after several years, only to find that his wife was living with his best brother and his daughter was smilingly calling him "Daddy".

He stood in front of his home, looking at the harmonious and beautiful scene, his heart broken.

When his wife saw him, she burst into tears and said she thought he was dead.

The brother knelt in front of him and said that he also thought he was dead and wanted to take care of his wife and children, so...

At that moment, he felt so painful that he felt it would be better for him to die in that valley.

He should have died there! How much better it would have been if he had died there and never seen this scene!

It was because of his love for his wife and daughter that he endured the torture of the frost and miraculously survived.

He survived and eventually saw that scene, and then felt worse than death.

His wife thought he was dead, as did his brother, and so did the whole country.

So, it can’t be said that it was all their fault that my wife and my brother ended up together.

But what about him

He is still alive, so how should he face everything that has happened

How nice it would be if we could forget.

He murmured in his heart.

The picture changed again.

He became a general of the Demon Kingdom, failed in the struggle for imperial power, and his followers were beheaded one by one in a wide square by the victorious generals.

He was tied up and forced to kneel on the ground, he watched helplessly.

First, hundreds of soldiers, then his wife, children, and parents, one after another, were hacked to death in front of him.

So many heads rolled down in front of him, blood gushed out from the broken necks, and the square became a sea of corpses and blood.

All around, a group of onlookers were watching the joke.

His opponent on the platform was drinking and looking at him with a smile.

And he could only watch those who admired him the most, those he loved and cared about the most, die one by one.

Then he was pardoned.

His blood vessels were destroyed, his tendons in his hands and feet were cut, and he was abandoned on a dirty street to fend for himself.

As glorious as he was back then, he is as miserable now.

The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, he bears all the pain in the world.

Every time when he wanted to hang himself, someone would suddenly appear and prevent him from even dying.

He can't die, so he can only wonder if he can forget the past

Each scene becomes a different life and a part of Pang Jian's experience.

The fifth realm, above the nameless broken earth.

Pang Jian, clad in a pitch-black magic robe, howled like a lone wolf, howled until his voice became hoarse, howled until he vomited blood, and howled until he collapsed to the ground.

He had already burst into tears.

He had never experienced such pain.

He hasn't woken up yet, but he already knows that he is not that strong.

Compared with the suffering of all living beings, compared with the real suffering, the suffering he experienced in this life was nothing.

The so-called inner toughness still depends on what you have experienced.

Some pains are simply unbearable for normal people.

"I have experienced what you have experienced thousands of times. I feel the pain of being forgotten by every person who believes in me."

"What they have forgotten, I will remember deeply and keep in mind."

"Their pain will be accepted by me, Luan Ji. This is the core truth of my magic way."

(End of this chapter)