Chapter 301

As the pressure increases, the darkness becomes heavier and heavier. The darkness is the darkness that can't be seen, even in imagination, there is no light.

In this darkness, Ye Tianze felt that his thinking was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. He could not imagine anything, his eyelids were as heavy as mountains, and he always wanted to close his eyes and never wake up again.

"This is... my illusion... but... when... I... entered... my... illusion." The voice in my heart became slower and slower.

This is because of the slow thinking, and he knows that once he closes his eyes like he is tired and wants to sleep, he may never wake up.

He will be buried in the eighteen layers of hell in his own illusion, and he will never wake up again.

Ye Tianze didn't expect that Taoist Illusionists would actually be able to do such terrifying illusions, it's called hell illusion!

In the depths of everyone's consciousness, there is hell, and this hell has eighteen levels. Every time you go deeper, you will forget a memory of the world.

When people enter the eighteenth floor of their own hell, they will bury themselves completely, which is more terrible than death.

Because death means the end of life, there may be a chance for reincarnation, but buried in the eighteenth floor of one's own hell will never end.

In that endless darkness, I forgot who I was, and I couldn't imagine who I really was, but I would never stop asking myself, who is it!

Ye Tianze knows that this heavy darkness is a sign that he is sinking deeper and deeper. If he is deep in the eighteenth floor of hell, even if he was a human emperor in his previous life, he cannot avoid the end of sinking.

"I...still...too careless...to underestimate...the phantom...the Daoist...if...you can't know...when did I...enter the illusion...I will be... forever buried...here !" Ye Tianze thought to himself.

His thinking is intermittent and cannot be continued, but this is already the fastest way to reach this level. If you change to an ordinary person, it is estimated that he will sink before reaching the eighteenth floor, asking himself "Who am I? "

"Quick, bury him, he has a mind."

There were several hurried voices outside, as if he was afraid that Ye Tianze would climb out of the coffin.

But Ye Tianze knew that these people didn't really exist. This was the shadow that appeared when he was afraid in his heart.

As time goes by, this shadow will get bigger and bigger. For ordinary people, it will be regarded as real, thinking that someone is really burying themselves.

Ye Tianze's will is far superior to ordinary people, and he can naturally distinguish what is a representation of fear and what is real. In this illusion, except for his consciousness, everything is fake.

But just like the famous saying of the Tao of Illusion: true and false, false is true, and false is true, and true is false.

When there is no illusion, any illusion is fake, but if you go deep into the illusion and fall into the illusion, the fake becomes real.

To break through the illusion of hell, you must find out when you entered the illusion, which may be a picture, a sound, or an inconspicuous detail.

With such slow thinking, it is naturally difficult to find this fixed origin to distinguish what has just been experienced.

"No way... If it goes on like this... I'm afraid... I haven't found... the origin of the illusion... I'm already in the eighteenth... layer... of hell..." Ye Tianze knew that he didn't have enough time.

However, in the illusion of hell, he could only keep falling until the darkness was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and his thinking stopped.

By then he may spend a year or even ten years, or even a hundred years, 10,000 years thinking "I... who is... Who!"

"Maybe... to think about itself... is a waste of... time... maybe... the eighteenth hell... not... as imagined... so... scary..."

Ye Tianze suddenly became clear in his heart. Looking at the darkness, he had a hint of enlightenment, "I was originally... in hell... how come... the eighteenth floor of hell!"

He had this comprehension because he thought of a sentence: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

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The person who told him this was called Di Burial, a monk.

When he encountered the ground burial, it was at his peak. He was leading the human race to Buzhou Mountain to fight against the four tribes decisively.

The ground burial was alone and stopped him and his soldiers. He was so thin that he seemed to fall down when the wind blew.

Ye Tianze was sure that any soldier under his command could easily cut off his head.

However, Ye Tianze didn't see the slightest fear in Earth Burial's eyes. It was the first time he saw a person without fear.

He asked the ground burial, why stop him.

Earth Burial said, this is hell!

Ye Tianze naturally didn't believe it. He thought with all his heart that it was a smooth road in front of him to create a human race hegemony.

At the top of Buzhou Mountain, what he wants is not only the dominance of the human race, he wants the demise of the four races, and what he wants is the eternal prosperity of the human race!

At that moment, he was only one step away from Buzhou Mountain!

Even the warriors under him thought it was ridiculous to be buried in the ground. Because of their courage, they could shake the rules of this world. They are the strongest heroes in the history of the human race!

Ye Tianze did not kill him, and took the army to Buzhou Mountain without hesitation. Once he went, he never looked back!

He vaguely heard that behind him, there was no turning back, and he said solemnly: I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!

It wasn't until this moment that Ye Tianze understood that the ground burial was not answering him at that time, but just expressing his feelings.

This is hell!

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

Earth Burial seemed to have known the end of his defeat for a long time, but he was powerless to stop it, but he would always remember those clear and fearless eyes.

That sound, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, maybe it's his pity, maybe it's his appreciation, it doesn't matter.

When Ye Tianze recalled this sentence, he suddenly had no idea of ​​struggling to escape from hell.

Because he himself is in hell, how can he come to the eighteenth floor of hell?

Even if there are eighteen levels of hell, then he has to see what the hell is like in the eighteenth level. Can he really be buried in hell for eternity?

Most importantly, he felt that there seemed to be a great secret hidden in the eighteenth floor of his hell.

"I will...enter the illusion...not at all...because of the Daoist Illusionist, but because of...itself...because this is my illusion...the woman in red...the paper man...the coffin ...it won't appear out of thin air..."

With this darkness, Ye Tianze fell deeper and deeper. This time, he did not hesitate, and his destination was the eighteenth floor of hell.

As if to find that ray of light in this endless darkness...