The Otherworldly God

Chapter 238

Le Zheng Shui Ling stumbled and ran forward a few steps, but still couldn't stand. Seeing that she was about to fall, she took a somersault and barely stood up, then clapped her hands triumphantly, thinking: "Now Qi Ming won't have the chance to laugh at me."

Thinking about how he almost fell and was in such a mess, he blamed Tu Mi again.

"It's all that Hades' fault. He pushed me in without even saying hello. You guys..."

Le Zheng Shuiling then realized that Le Zheng Qiming and Le Zheng Yuhua did not come in, and she quickly calmed down.

"Is it that only I can come in, or that only I need to come in? No matter which one it is, it means that I can only rely on myself. It's okay, Le Zheng Shui Ling, let's not talk about the past, you are now at the level of a high-level Taoist... count as such."

She began to look around. It seemed as if she was in a deep cave with no sunlight, except that the stone walls were glowing black.

Le Zheng Shuiling went over to see if it was some glowing stone or something else. When she touched the wall, the wall creaked, and then the whole cave was filled with creaking sounds, and a little bit of fluorescent light lit up.

What was just a reflection of the black stone, but this time the green light was from the Soul Devouring Beast's eggs.

"So many? I clearly saw one in Princess Haitang's crossed hands, and it was very big, like a bunch of eggs. Well, how do we get rid of so many? Oh, my scalp is tingling."

Le Zheng Shuiling rubbed her arms, not sure if it was because of the cold or because of the sight of the densely packed eggs.

Le Zheng Shuiling slipped on the uneven ground and wanted to stand up again with her hands, but she was scratched by the edge of the stone and rolled out in pain.

She looked at the cut on her hand. It was not deep but very long. Blood was flowing and it was very painful. At this time, she thought of Qingguo.

It's okay to bully her and argue with her, but she is also good at healing injuries.

Her blood dripped onto the ground, and the prostrating Lycoris radiata raised their heads, became alive, and spit out small points of light like fireflies.

Le Zheng Shuiling reached out to take it, the fluorescent light fell on her hand, and a scene appeared in front of her eyes.

It was a brutal battlefield with corpses strewn all over the ground and blood flowing like a river.

Le Zheng Shuiling was so scared that she immediately withdrew her hand.

"You finally came."

Le Zheng Shuiling immediately turned around and looked over. It was Princess Haitang. She was standing in the sea of ​​flowers opposite, surrounded by countless fluorescent lights.

She saw a necklace hanging on Princess Haitang’s chest. It was the egg of the Soul-Eating Beast that she had seen. She knew that was the ultimate source.

"Are you...waiting for me?"

“Is it beautiful here?”

She suddenly looked up to admire it, but Le Zheng Shuiling didn't have the leisure time to do so, because she knew that the longer she stayed here, the more worried Le Zheng Yuhua and Le Zheng Qiming would be outside, and maybe Qing Guo would be too.

"Since you are waiting for me, you should know why I am here. Stop talking nonsense. I don't have time."

"Don't worry, time here is eternal."

"That's why I don't want to waste my time here. I've heard your story, and I guess you love the ghosts and the underworld very much. Now that the ghosts and the underworld are facing a crisis, you probably don't want me to waste my time here, right?"

"Have you heard my story? I don't know how people outside praise me, but at least I regret being left here alone forever. I only thought about them before, and I never thought I would end up in this situation. I don't want to, I want to get out."

After thinking for a moment, Le Zheng Shui Ling looked at her in surprise: "Could it be you? You deliberately released the Soul Devouring Beasts continuously. You wanted to destroy Suhemati and bring the entire ghost clan and the underworld back here. This is the old underworld, right?"

“Back then, the power of the underworld was exhausted and it was no longer able to balance the cycle of reincarnation. Instead, the Soul Devouring Beasts became even more powerful, and the underworld was on the verge of collapse.

As a princess, I must help my people find a way out. I thought of using the Jiuli artifact and the power of the original god.

In order to provide the Jiuli artifact with the power of the original god, and to become the source of power to support the underworld, although I am weaker than my sister, I am more suitable, right?

The ghost tribe can live without a princess, but cannot live without the Hades. For my people, for my sister, I will not go into details, I chose to sacrifice.

At that time, I had no choice but to do it, and it was also driven by a sense of mission and responsibility, so I really had no hesitation.

But after staying here for a long time, I have more time to think about more things. Why me? Why must it be me?

You are not me, you don't know what I have been through. There is no time here, no day and night, no four seasons, never, and yet I have to be trapped here, having to painfully support the Jiuli artifact and Suhemati.

They just need to keep praising me and enjoy the hope I bring them. No one is irreplaceable, including me, so why should I be the one? "

Le Zheng Shui Ling looked at her hysterical accusation and quickly comforted her: "You, you should calm down. I didn't say a word."

"Haha, what do you want to say? You are just blaming me for helping the Soul Devourer against my own people as a princess of the underworld, right?"

"Calm down."

Le Zheng Shui Ling yelled, she grinned and said: "Okay, I'd like to hear what you want to say."

Le Zheng Shuiling was silent for a while, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking intensely deep in his heart.

Finally, she sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness and determination in her tone: "Great man, is it others who ask you to do it? It must be my willingness, and it comes from my inner desire and pursuit.

There is nothing wrong with being afraid, it is human nature. I am no exception, I am also afraid of death.

In the past, I would also say those hot-blooded words, like having a big vision, protecting people of the world, and becoming a great man of the Tao.

Who doesn't know how to say nice things? Only when you really face death can you truly feel the fear and helplessness in your heart. There is nothing left. When you die, there is nothing left.

I think it's normal to be alive like this, to have more time to think more, to get into a dead end, to torture yourself, to want to escape from here, and to regret what you have done in the past.

Death is scary, but it only takes a moment. Waiting for death is the hardest thing to endure. I don’t think anyone has the right to criticize.”

"Don't you think that what I'm doing is a big mistake? I'm destroying Sukhavati with my own hands, causing it to gradually collapse and perish in my hands. I'm destroying the underworld, and the consequences of all this will affect the entire world, and all things in the world will eventually perish."

"Your heart must be full of contradictions and struggles, because you know very well what consequences your actions will bring, but you can't stop. Every step forward will make you feel deeply guilty and painful.

Your heart seems to be torn in two. On one side, reason is screaming at you, telling you that you can't go on like this; while on the other side, it is dragging you tightly into the quagmire of the abyss.

You are wandering between the two, suffering, as if you are in an endless dark abyss, unable to find a way out. And in fact, it is indeed so. "

Le Zheng Shuiling looked at the deep cave that looked like a cage.

"Am I wrong then?"

"Self-blame is like a sharp sword, constantly stabbing you. You want to stop and turn back, but you find that you have fallen too deep and cannot extricate yourself. This kind of pain and contradiction may only be truly understood by you. I believe that you will find a solution and choose the right direction."

"Stop talking nonsense. I just want to ask you, am I wrong?"

Her voice was filled with anger and unwillingness, and her eyes revealed stubbornness and desire.

She clenched her fists, as if trying to suppress her inner excitement.

“There’s nothing wrong with being selfish.”

Le Zheng Shuiling's answer was firm and calm, with sincerity in her eyes.