Grasping the Evil-Chapter 933: Piercing God
On usual days, Ning Fan relied on the strength of the Grand Five Elements Body, daring to swallow Immortal Flames to recover mana without any harm.
But today, what he needed to swallow wasn’t ordinary Immortal Flames, but the Calamity Beast Fire.
Ning Fan didn’t know that the Calamity Beast was one of the four Holy Beasts of the Ancient Barbarian Realm, its fire essence unmatched under heaven. The Vermilion Bird clan of Pi Dou Immortal Domain had once been defeated by the Calamity Beast in terms of fire cultivation.
The saying "Calamity Beast Fire, unmatched under heaven" was not just mere words in the Ancient Barbarian Realm.
Vermilion Bird, Immemorial Golden Crow, Taiwu, Dragon, Nine Beasts, Sun Essence...
So many ancient clans that established their Dao with fire have been defeated by the Calamity Beast clan in the aspect of fire.
Many ancient Great Emperors who mastered the realm of fire have tasted defeat at the hands of the Calamity Beast.
The Calamity Beast might not be the strongest of heaven and earth, but in the realm of fire cultivation, they are the undisputed kings.
Calamity Beast Fire, unmatched under heaven, is the flame that Ning Fan must contend with today!
The Calamity Beast Fire Ning Fan swallowed may contain immense vitality, yet it also possesses deadly destructive power.
The Calamity Beast Fire was too domineering. Once it entered Ning Fan’s body, it immediately split into nine, scattering into nine fire lights that rampaged through Ning Fan’s meridians unchecked, attempting to burn everything ahead.
The vitality within his body burned faster; even his mana began to evaporate bit by bit.
Worse, with the strength of Ning Fan’s Grand Five Elements Body, he could have ignored fire damage of the True Immortal realm. Yet now, under the fierce heat of Calamity Beast Fire, more injuries kept appearing.
This flame has exceeded Ning Fan’s defenses!
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four breaths.
In just four breaths, Ning Fan seemed to have reached his limit, his meridians burned by the Calamity Beast Fire like dry stalks of wheat, ready to break with a slight touch.
The temperature inside his body was terrifyingly high; his blood boiled like thick soup, his flesh and skin began to char. Worse still, one of the nine fire lights directly attacked Ning Fan’s Spirit.
Such an arrogant flame dared to directly incinerate Ning Fan’s Spirit, intending to obliterate Ning Fan in one strike!
Ning Fan’s Spirit held the Memory Severing Dao Sword in its small hand, resisting the attack of the flame, but it still suffered numerous burns, the injuries worsened gradually.
Five breaths, six breaths, seven breaths...
By the tenth breath, Ning Fan’s face turned as pale as paper, just as the Eye Orb Monster anticipated, lacking special methods, he couldn’t last until the eleventh breath.
Ten breaths is Ning Fan’s limit!
The eleventh breath might be too hard to endure...
"The tenth breath has arrived; this kid pretty much needs me to intervene," the Eye Orb Monster secretly rejoiced, eagerly awaiting the scene of Ning Fan’s desperate plea.
"If he pleads for me to intervene, I’ll immediately activate the Heaven-Deceiving Formation to help him avoid the sixth calamity. Ah, I am truly too kind, always so ready to help others."
"Hmm? It’s the eleventh breath and this kid hasn’t asked me yet. He’s quite capable of holding on, but surely he can’t last beyond the twelfth breath."
"...Well, hey, it’s the thirteenth breath, and the kid’s still holding on, impressive. Alright, I’ll wager he can hold on for another two breaths, but definitely not up to the sixteenth breath."
"...Seventeenth breath, won’t this kid be burned to death at the bottom of the lake... but his breath is still there, he’s not dead."
"Nineteenth breath..."
"Twenty-second breath..."
"Twenty-ninth breath..."
"Forty-fourth breath..."
"Nine hundred thirty-six breaths..."
"Let me take a nap before continuing the count..."
"Three thousand six hundred fifty breaths..."
"Seven thousand nine hundred twenty-two breaths..."
"Let me relieve myself before continuing the count..."
"Eleven thousand four hundred seventy-two breaths..."
"Twenty thousand breaths..."
"Thirty thousand breaths..."
"..."
"Ninety-six thousand seven hundred fifty-six breaths..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Damn, three days and nights have passed, how is this brat still holding on! Is he a monster or something? Even an Immortal King could be burned by the Calamity Beast Fire here, yet he’s lasted three days and nights in the sea of fire!"
Three days later, the Eye Orb Monster let out a pounding roar on the lakeshore, though it had no chest or foot.
Having waited three days without hearing Ning Fan’s plea, it was truly disappointing and even caught the Eye Orb Monster by surprise.
The descendant of Lieyuan Sect seems to have more grit than expected... the Eye Orb Monster secretly mumbled.
It released spirit sense, probing into the lake bottom, each time witnessing Ning Fan like a man of fire.
At this moment, Ning Fan sat cross-legged in the center of the Calamity Beast Fire Sea, his entire body burning, a state he had maintained for three days and nights.
Ten breaths was his limit of enduring in the fire sea; even though he had cultivated the Grand Five Elements Body to Perfect Realm, he couldn’t last in the fire sea longer, simply because the Calamity Beast Fire was too strong.
He couldn’t have endured the eleventh breath, but the Stele of Sun and Moon in the Xuan Yin Realm automatically protected him at this moment.
The Stele of Sun and Moon has the ability to devour flames!
Ning Fan’s capability to hold on for three days and nights in the fire sea entirely relied on the power of the Stele of Sun and Moon!
Since Ning Fan first began his cultivation path, he has suppressed enemy fire with the power of the Stele of Sun and Moon, vanquishing fire masters.
Later, as his cultivation increased and he further developed the Minor Five Elements Constitution and Grand Five Elements Body, those he encountered rarely practiced fire cultivation. Even when encountered, he could cope effortlessly. Gradually, the Stele of Sun and Moon was rarely used.
Later, the Yin Yang Locket combined into one, and the Xuan Yin Realm acquired another Star Stele, joining the Stele of Sun and Moon to defend the realm. Once defended, Ning Fan’s cultivation couldn’t extract the dual steles from the Xuan Yin Realm, leaving him with two innate treasures he couldn’t utilize.
Thus, the Stele of Sun and Moon and Star Stele remained sealed within the Xuan Yin Realm together.
But this time, the Stele of Sun and Moon is destined to show its might again!
Because this time, the Calamity Beast Fire is too strong, and with Ning Fan’s cultivation and his Grand Five Elements Body, he cannot overcome it.
This time, he has no choice but to rely again on the power of the Stele of Sun and Moon. Even if he cannot remove this stele from the Xuan Yin Treasure, he can still use its power to slightly suppress the Calamity Beast Fire.
In terms of fire power, the Calamity Beast Fire is unrivaled under the heavens, but this does not mean it has no natural enemy.
The Stele of Sun and Moon specializes in countering the five elements under heaven. No matter how strong your Calamity Beast Fire is, I will counter it!
Of course, if the power of the current Calamity Beast Fire exceeds the Stele of Sun and Moon substantially, the stele cannot achieve victory.
The Stele of Sun and Moon is an innate treasure, which once massacred countless beings in the hands of Ancient Chaos, renowned and formidable, but it also has its limits.
Flames approaching the power of a Saint, even the Stele of Sun and Moon, cannot counter.
The current scale of the sea of fire is only enough to threaten the life of an Immortal King level expert, far from reaching the power level of a Saint, so the Stele of Sun and Moon can still suppress it.
Strands of firelight separate from the sea of fire, absorbed into Ning Fan’s body, refined into the Xuan Yin Treasure, and swallowed by the Stele of Sun and Moon.
After all, using the Stele of Sun and Moon separated by the Xuan Yin Treasure, the stele’s ability to devour the flames is not fast.
Despite this, every time a portion of the flames is devoured, Ning Fan’s body gains a large amount of life force.
Fire also possesses life, also has vitality, also knows death...
All things in this world have their own life and death, not the life and death attributed by humans, but inherently hold their own life...
In the eyes of the Barbarians, the world is alive.
Ning Fan sat for three days and three nights, while devouring a massive amount of fire’s life force, enduring the sixth calamity, while contemplating these issues.
This is unique to the Barbarian’s worldview, completely different from the worldview of cultivators from the four heavens and nine worlds...
Three days passed, and Ning Fan had endured more than half of the sixth calamity, which lasted longer than he had imagined.
The surrounding sea of fire gradually lessened, indicating that the sixth calamity was nearing completion.
Within his body, three blood lines slowly formed, each solidifying into a blood droplet. Once the sixth calamity is passed, they will be three drops of ancestral Barbarian blood!
Ning Fan’s magical fire level unknowingly surged continuously.
Throughout his cultivation journey until now, this is the first time he has devoured such fierce flames. Previously, his magical fire level had just reached the One-Flavor True Fire level.
The fire power of One-Flavor True Fire is comparable to acquired First Nirvana treasures, generally only cultivators at the initial stage of Crossing Truth can refine.
Now, his magical fire level continues to break through. Two-Flavors, Three-Flavors, Four-Flavors...
In just three days, Ning Fan’s magical fire level had broken through to the level of Eleven-Flavors.
Eleven-Flavors True Fire, even masters of the Later Stage Shattered Thought have difficulty refining, only very few from the Shattered Thought Peak can produce!
In fact, some fire cultivators at the Immortal Venerable level cannot even refine Twelve-Flavors level flames, their flame level remains at Eleven-Flavors.
Eleven-Flavors True Fire, its power comparable to acquired Eleven Nirvana treasures, was refined by Ning Fan within these three days!
At this moment, Ning Fan’s magical fire has a bizarre black and red hue, gradually taking on some characteristics of the Calamity Beast Fire.
Within the flames, countless fire runes begin to appear densely, and as the fire burns, it resonates with the sound of wind and thunder.
It is almost a replica of the Calamity Beast Fire, even the trajectory of the fire’s Dao traces are very similar!
Ning Fan’s magical fire has inherited the domineering flame power of the Calamity Beast Fire, likely more formidable than ordinary Eleven-Flavors True Fire.
It is indeed a significant gain.
Of course, the greater gain is the ancestral blood!
On the fourth day, Ning Fan completely refined the surrounding sea of fire, and the giant shadow of the Calamity Beast above the valley let out a reluctant roar and finally dispersed.
The entire valley had turned into ruins, with only a pool of black water remaining.
The sixth calamity is completely endured!
Among a hundred Young Masters of the Barbarian Clan, only three or four can endure the sixth calamity, and Ning Fan is one who has passed!
Having endured the sixth calamity, Ning Fan refined three drops of Barbarian Clan ancestral blood, which were dominantly devoured bit by bit by Calamity Blood.
The level of Calamity Blood advances from two stars, inching toward three stars, approximately advancing a quarter of the way toward three stars.
Breaking through the three-star realm seems incredibly difficult! Ning Fan’s eyes show greater determination.
Though he hasn’t broken through to True Blood Three Stars, Ning Fan’s Calamity Blood cultivation has improved significantly.
At this moment, Ning Fan’s sheer might of Calamity Blood ranks him among the experts of the Later Stage Shattered Thought, rare are those from Later Stage Shattered Thought who can surpass him!
"Up next is the seventh calamity!"
Ning Fan’s gaze slightly narrows. If he can pass the sixth, he should also attempt the seventh. He refuses to give up easily.
"The seventh calamity is about to descend. Your passing of the sixth calamity indeed surprises this old man. But the seventh calamity, it is not something you can endure at your current level... Let this old man activate the Heaven-Deceiving Formation for you right away." The Eye Orb Monster’s advice arrives timely, with a rather solemn tone.
Among a hundred Young Masters of the Barbarian Clan, there are always three or four who can endure the sixth calamity.
But for the seventh calamity, among a thousand Young Masters, rarely one can pass.
The Eye Orb Monster does not believe Ning Fan is that one in a thousand Young Master.
"In this world, as long as something has not happened, you cannot determine its result, it must be tried. Senior, please do not hastily activate the formation; if things become impossible, Junior will request Senior’s assistance, and will not gamble with his life."
Ning Fan’s eyes are resolute; this calamity is a great opportunity, and missing it means never finding a chance for such rapid cultivation advancement again.
Others require hundreds to even millions of years to cultivate one drop of ancestral blood, while he only needs to endure one calamity to produce several drops of ancestral blood...
This opportunity is once in a lifetime, and must not be missed!
"Well, if you want to try, then try it. Not just the seventh calamity, even the eighth and ninth calamity, as long as you are willing, the old man will give you a chance to attempt them. Young men, sometimes learning by hitting a wall is good." Heh heh, once you crash and are beaten, naturally you’ll come running to the old man for help, the Eye Orb Monster thinks with great satisfaction.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a roar of thousands of soldiers and horses echoes from the sky, and within the covering red clouds, ancient war chariot shadows continuously emerge.
These chariots are all pulled by giant dragons, and around the chariots, countless Barbarian Masters’ shadows fly with their instruments.
The number of chariots appear like clouds in the heavens; an endless multitude of masters!
Behind the countless Barbarian Masters and chariots stands a giant as tall as the sky, wearing seven huge skulls around his neck, his bronze-colored muscles filled with the power to destroy the world.
The seventh calamity is upon us!
"The sixth calamity requires withstanding the Calamity Beast Fire, does the seventh require withstanding these thousands of war chariots and Barbarian Cultivation..."
Ning Fan mused silently, suddenly his gaze sharpened, noticing that the giant seemed to nonchalantly raise its right hand.
It was clearly a casual gesture, yet the trajectory of its fist bone moved easily through the heavens and earth, plunging the world into darkness as if to obliterate in this night.
Without any warning signs, within this endless darkness, the life force within Ning Fan began to crazily extinguish, and even his physical body and Spirit showed signs of obliteration.
"I am the Seventh Generation Barbarian God Tagu... leaving the shadow of Mountain and Sea... eternal through ancient and modern times..." the giant spoke woodenly.
"I use my bones as mountains... my blood as seas... my palms as Dao... my Dao as an obliterating current..."
The giant woodenly recited ancient words, its raised right hand clenched five fingers, and casually grabbed down towards the lake below.
This grab seemed casual and silent, yet in an instant, transformed the entire world into a black long river.
Everything before his eyes vanished! Ning Fan could not see the Eye Orb Monster, the valley ruins, the lake water, or those thousands of war chariots and Barbarian Cultivation.
He could only see himself standing on the black long river, and the ancient giant towering in the night sky.
His body continuously sank towards the river, his Dao seemed to be completely dissolved in this river! 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Not only his life force within but also his cultivation, his Dao, his will, all were sinking in this river!
Unable to resist, unable to overcome this black long river!
Just sinking, just falling; even an Immortal King would surely die, even an Immortal Emperor would lack the strength to resist.
"Uh, this kid is really lucky, encountering the shadow of Mountain and Sea of the Seventh Generation Barbarian God in this seventh calamity... ordinary Young Master Barbarians rarely encounter the Barbarian God’s dominant calamity... I don’t know whether to say he’s fortunate or unfortunate. This seventh calamity is more difficult to cross than most."
"Three breaths, within three breaths, if he asks, I will surely save him." the Eye Orb Monster said gravely.
The Barbarian God is the title for the highest ruler of the Ancient Barbarian Realm, only one Barbarian God is present in each era.
The Barbarian God may not be the strongest among the Barbarian Clan, yet their power is overwhelming.
Of course, this is not to say the Barbarian God is not strong. At least, the Seventh Generation Barbarian God Tagu was no weakling, though not a Saint in life, he was near-invincible in the Second Step.
Tagu roamed unchallenged in life, his most powerful divine skill named ’Dao Like a Submerged Current’. In his prime, he used this skill to kill many Immortal Emperors.
Immortal Emperors are hard to kill, their Spirits protected by Emperor Qi, yet this technique is powerful enough to kill Immortal Emperors.
What Ning Fan must now face is the Dao Like a Submerged Current.
Sinking, continuously sinking!
Only one breath had passed and Ning Fan felt himself sinking over a thousand zhang into this black long river, despite being able to fetal breathe on the cultivation road, here for the first time, he felt like suffocating.
His life force frantically dissolved in the river, by the second breath, more than half of the life force within was gone.
By the third breath, his life force was nearly exhausted, close to death.
His body was unprecedentedly weak, as if all his mana had dissolved into this river, unable to muster half a shred of strength.
Gradually, he stopped sinking and found footing in the river. Where he stood was a stone bridge, the True Bridge of Execution Path he had created with his own hands.
That true bridge was slowly disintegrating in the long river waters; if the true bridge collapses, then Dao is destroyed, then life is lost!
Before his eyes, memories of the past continuously morphed: snow from Seven Apricot, rain from Yue Country, the blood-filled cultivation world of Endless Sea...
All memories began to trend towards dissipation at this moment, growing increasingly vague as if to be buried in this long river.
This technique, named Dao Like a Submerged Current.
This technique can extinguish one’s Taoist path, extinguish one’s life, and can even erase one’s memories, obliterating all existence in the world.
Making all indelible things fade like a submerged current, dissipate, eternally buried in the long river...
Ning Fan’s memories grew increasingly vague, as if a force had hollowed out his memories, gradually forgetting the looks and voices of his parents, forgetting the old monster Zhu’s chrysanthemum-like smile, forgetting Seven Apricot’s snow, and he was soon forgetting the appearance of the paper crane.
Who is the paper crane, where is Seven Apricot...
Who am I...
"Three breaths have passed, if action is not taken, this boy will indeed be trapped and killed by the obliteration technique, even Immortal Emperors can be trapped and killed by this divine skill, how can this boy possibly break it? What are his cultivations right now?"
"Pity, pity, it seems he’s unable to voice a plea for help, forcing my hand to save him proactively. Such a waste..."
Squandering a chance to make the poker face beg for rescue, how can it not be a waste.
The Eye Orb Monster grumbled discontentedly, about to activate the Heaven-Deceiving Formation, when its gaze suddenly shocked.
It saw the night covering the heavens suddenly split open by a streak of light, tearing through the darkness.
The light appeared for just a flash, and was soon swallowed by night again. Yet, the Eye Orb Monster’s expression could not hide its shock.
Gradually, more and more light began tearing through the night, but were quickly swallowed again.
"This boy hasn’t completely lost consciousness within the obliteration technique, he can still resist it!" The Eye Orb Monster hesitated, debating whether to immediately activate the Heaven-Deceiving Formation, to give Ning Fan the chance to attempt to break the seventh calamity.
And then, within the endless darkness, Ning Fan’s voice suddenly rang out decisively.
"I don’t care who you are, but please don’t disturb me."
"These river waters have stolen my memories; now, I shall take them back!"
Ning Fan unexpectedly spoke to stop the Eye Orb Monster from activating the formation!
Now, he was deeply embedded in the long river, standing on the crumbling true bridge.
Without memories, forgetting that he was amidst the seventh calamity, his expression was cold as three-winter ice.
Ghost Eye had long since retreated, revealing a youthful countenance, reflecting in the pitch-black river water, the same dazed gaze peering back at him.
Then, the ripple of water, and the reflection, dissipated...
"I have lost some memories, but I remember, this is my true bridge."
Fragmented images emerged before him, in those images, numerous female cultivators humiliated him, except for one silly maiden, running to bring him a steamed bun, and a jade locket...
"This girl looks familiar, I should know her, but I cannot recall who she is."
More scenes surfaced before his eyes, Ning Fan’s expression grew colder.
He did not remember he was amidst the seventh calamity anymore.
But he would not allow the waters of this long river to take away his memory.
He would take it back!
No one is allowed to take away his memory!
On the fourth breath, the True Bridge beneath Ning Fan’s feet constantly emitted cracking sounds, covered in cracks, his True Bridge was about to collapse!
The Eye Orb Monster hesitated like never before; it was already the fourth breath, and Ning Fan was really going to be in trouble during the Eighth Calamity. He must intervene to save Ning Fan, Ning Fan cannot die, for who would help him kill Yin Mo if he died!
Yet, Ning Fan had said not to disturb... uh, Ning Fan had already lost his memory; he was probably talking nonsense.
No matter what, he should just save that brat first!
Just as he was about to activate the Heaven-Deceiving Formation, the entire night sky suddenly began collapsing in large swathes.
Thump, thump, thump.
Ning Fan seemed unaware of the collapsing True Bridge beneath him; he had forgotten many things but still remembered the Shanhai Curse.
He forgot it was his Eighth Calamity, yet he could feel the frantic loss of Life Force within him.
He raised his hand and grabbed at the river water, forcibly absorbing the river’s Life Force into his body.
"Resistance is futile..." On the river, Tagu’s shadow silently observed everything happening below.
He knew Ning Fan was resisting his Obliteration Technique, but he did not believe Ning Fan could counter this technique.
Throughout history, many Immortal Emperors died under this technique, but what surprised Tagu was Ning Fan, who was merely at the Initial Stage of Crossing Truth, yet his True Bridge had endured four breaths in the river and hadn’t collapsed.
If it were an ordinary Crossing Truth practitioner, they would likely be annihilated immediately upon entering this river.
This one’s True Bridge seemed out of the ordinary; oh, it turned out he practiced Dao Upholding.
What of Dao Upholding practitioners? This long river had killed Dao Upholding cultivators before.
Dao Upholding cultivators were certainly persistent and could exist longer in this obliteration river, but only this time.
This one cannot overcome the Eighth Calamity!
The fifth breath!
Suddenly, within the river, a dark current formed, rushing towards the True Bridge under Ning Fan’s feet, attempting to destroy it.
Ning Fan flicked his sleeves, the Separation and Union Sword was already in hand, and he slashed at the dark current ahead, splitting it into two.
For now, the True Bridge was preserved, but the Separation and Union Sword was somehow dissolved by the dark current upon contact.
This sword was actually destroyed in an instant by that dark current!
The destruction of the Separation and Union Sword did not cause Ning Fan any heartache; only the little sword spirit in the sword pouch was heartbroken.
Such a fine sword, and just like that, it was destroyed...
A few young girls chirped softly, seemingly saying something, but all the words were drowned in the river water, making them inaudible.
Ning Fan merely glanced at the broken sword, his gaze growing even colder.
The sword may be destroyed, but his memory must be reclaimed!
Collapse!
Ning Fan uttered a single word, directly summoning the broken Separation and Union Sword, fiercely performing a spell.
In the next instant, the twelve Nirvana-rank Separation and Union Sword was ruthlessly detonated by Ning Fan, and the magical treasure’s explosion immediately blasted a gap in the riverbed.
"Not enough, mere twelve Nirvana treasures cannot break this technique." Tagu shook his head indifferently, yet the next instant, for the first time, he showed a moved expression.
On the riverbed, Ning Fan’s hands moved like lightning, sacrificing one magical treasure after another, causing them to self-detonate mercilessly.
The Demon Yuan Ruler, Seven-Star Lamp, Burning Sky Fan, each of the twelve Nirvana magical treasures was mercilessly detonated by Ning Fan.
More magical treasures were taken out of Ning Fan’s storage pouch and self-detonated, with many stained with blood, obtained from killing and seizing treasures.
There were so many, accumulated through countless killings Ning Fan had done on his journey.
Even Tagu was slightly moved; though the youth’s cultivation might not be high, his slaughter was quite astonishing.
But still not enough! Tagu slightly shook his head.
Ning Fan, however, revealed a satisfied expression, his eyes flashing azure spikes.
While his cultivation may not match the Seventh Generation Barbarian God Tagu, his Divine Eyesight certainly far surpassed Tagu in life.
That was the eye strength of the Second Realm, which even Tagu had not breached.
Hence, in Ning Fan’s eyes, the long river had three weak spots that he could see, but Tagu could not.
After he detonated numerous magical treasures, the entire river had begun to destabilize. He could see this, and Tagu could not.
He did not seek to break the technique, only to cause it momentarily unstable!
"My cultivation may not be superior to yours, but I will not allow you to take my memory!"
"No matter who you are, if you took my memory, you must return it!"
Ning Fan suddenly leaped up from the True Bridge, once again witnessing the fragmented scenes of the All Pleasure Sect.
He did not remember who the young girl was; he only knew that his resolve at this moment must reclaim it!
On the sixth breath, during the river’s unstable moment, Ning Fan appeared like a released arrow, rushing toward the river’s upper side.
Previously, he was stuck moving within the river; now, he could move!
Tagu was quite surprised; he never imagined a mere Crossing Truth junior could cause a small flaw in his divine skill.
As he was about to take measures, Ning Fan had already rushed out of the black river, transforming into a golden light, soaring towards Tagu’s shadow above the black river.
"Return my memory!"
The Memory-Slashing Sword Light pierced into Tagu’s shadow at this moment.
Tidal memories instantly flooded back into Ning Fan’s mind.
And Tagu’s expression turned extraordinarily grim, for alongside Ning Fan’s memories came other memories, mingling and flowing into Ning Fan’s mind... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)
