The moment his spirituality reached its peak...
Without a single word of hesitation, Yin Yang took the potion and drained it in one gulp!
This Sequence 6 potion had been sitting in the lantern-carrying ghost's book box for a very long time.
As he consumed the liquid, the phantoms in the cave all turned to look at him simultaneously, and the temperature within the mountain cave plummeted.
After two days of burning, the flames of the corpse mountain were already extremely faint.
As those phantoms turned their heads in unison, they stirred up an invisible wind that completely extinguished the remaining fire.
The firelight had seemingly acted as a seal for those figures.
With the light gone, the figures became restless and began flying toward Yin Yang.
Buzz—
The lantern-carrying ghost manifested, raising its white paper lantern high.
The few phantoms that drew closest immediately burst into flames.
Meanwhile, Yin Yang collapsed to the ground in agony. His skin gradually became transparent, faintly revealing the blood vessels and muscles beneath.
Then, even the vessels and muscles began to turn transparent, leaving his white bones clearly visible.
It was as if he were slowly merging with the figures around him, gradually fading away.
The lantern-carrying ghost opened its umbrella, shielding Yin Yang beneath it.
At the cave entrance, the blade-wielding ghost also appeared. It clenched its fists tightly, staring at Yin Yang as if ready to step forward and help at any moment.
Finally, Yin Yang’s bones also turned transparent. He was vanishing bit by bit, as if all color was being erased from his existence.
The moment he became completely transparent, the surrounding phantoms charged madly toward the lantern-carrying ghost!
This time, however, the lantern-carrying ghost did not defend itself. Instead, it also began to vanish just like Yin Yang, leaving only the blade-wielding ghost standing at the cave entrance on high alert!
Wuwuwu—
Accompanied by a chorus of wailing and sobbing, the phantoms all dove into the spot where Yin Yang had disappeared.
It was as if an invisible black hole existed there, capable of absorbing an infinite number of phantoms!
More and more figures arrived from all directions, surging toward that invisible void.
They moved with incredible speed, stirring up trails of mist. Eventually, all the mist in the mountains swirled toward this point, forming a massive vortex.
The suction grew stronger and stronger, eventually even distorting the clouds in the sky and revealing the bright moon above.
Promoting to Sequence 6 required two main materials!
The Demigod's Skull!
The Focus Eye!
The former's purpose was to use the divinity of a Demigod to break through barriers and allow the user to enter a dream of half-life and half-death.
The reason a Demigod's Skull was required, rather than any other part containing divinity, was that only the divinity within a skull could weave a dreamscape.
The latter's purpose was to help the user see through falsehoods and distinguish truth from illusion.
If one could digest the potion and wake up, they would break through to Sequence 6.
If they failed to wake and remained lost in the dream, they would sink into it forever until death claimed them.
...
A desert.
An endless desert.
The sky and the sand were both a dull gray. A deathly silence filled the air; there wasn't even a breeze.
Yin Yang stood in the center of this desert. Aside from up and down, he had no sense of direction whatsoever.
However, a second later, he began to walk ‘forward.’
As soon as he stepped forward, the sand beneath his feet began to writhe, forming blurred humanoid shapes. A wind began to pick up in the surroundings.
Buildings rose from the ground one after another. At that moment, the wind seemed to have become a master sculptor, carving the people and buildings into lifelike detail.
It was as if they had always been buried in the sand, and the wind was merely liberating them.
Yin Yang, however, acted as if he saw nothing and continued forward.
“Yin Yang!”
A voice called out from behind him. Yin Yang did not turn around, and a moment later, the sound of footsteps followed.
“Hey, why are you walking faster the more I call you?”
A little fatty ran up in front of him.
The boy was fair-skinned with red lips, wearing an exquisite outfit and carrying a backpack. When he smiled, his eyes turned into thin slits.
“Let's go, Yin Yang! Let's go to school together.”
“My mom gave me two buns today—both meat ones. I'll give you one when we get to school.”
Yin Yang squinted at the boy for a moment, then suddenly broke into a smile.
This was actually Xiao Zhe as a child.
Seeing Yin Yang smiling at him, the little fatty touched his face, looking a bit uncertain.
“What is it? Is there something on my face?”
Yin Yang smiled and shook his head. He then realized with surprise that he was also carrying a backpack.
“Say something! Are you a mute?”
Seeing that Yin Yang only smiled, young Xiao Zhe felt even more unsure of himself.
“Xiao Zhe! Yin Yang!”
A crisp voice rang out from behind the two of them. Yin Yang still didn't turn around, but Xiao Zhe looked excited and waved toward the voice.
“Lin Zhen! Come here, quick!”
Hearing his call, the smile on Yin Yang’s face grew even wider.
A series of light footsteps approached from behind, and then Lin Zhen ran over as well.
She rested her hands on her knees, panting for breath.
“Xiao Zhe! Are you deaf?! I called you so many times, and you didn't even wait for me!”
Xiao Zhe looked a bit aggrieved.
“But... but Yin Yang didn't wait for you either.”
Lin Zhen turned to look at Yin Yang, who gave her a bright smile.
Young Lin Zhen’s face immediately turned red as she defended him.
“Is Yin Yang the same as you? He must have been studying hard last night and stayed up too late, so he didn't hear me. Right?”
She looked at Yin Yang expectantly, but he still didn't speak.
“Oh, what’s wrong with you today? Did your brother bully you again?”
Xiao Zhe pumped his fist.
“Don't worry. After school, I'll go corner him and teach him a lesson for you!”
Beside him, Lin Zhen nodded in agreement.
“Yeah, I'll go too!”
“If we can't handle it, we'll go find Wang Nan. Her dad is the bureau chief; we'll have him arrest your brother!”
Lin Zhen looked quite proud of herself, as if such a brilliant idea could only have come from her.
“Oh, stop talking and let's go. We're going to be late for school.”
As he spoke, Xiao Zhe skipped forward. Lin Zhen followed close behind him, and Yin Yang, still smiling, continued to walk forward as well.
When they reached a fork in the road, Xiao Zhe and Lin Zhen chose to turn left, but Yin Yang continued straight ahead.
“Hey, Yin Yang!”
Xiao Zhe waved frantically at him.
“Where are you going? The school is this way!”
“Come over here! If we're late, we'll have to stand in the hallway as punishment again.”
Yin Yang acted as if he heard nothing and continued forward.
The wind grew stronger, and Xiao Zhe’s voice became muffled.
“Yin Yang, isn't this what you wanted?”
“We can go to school every day and play together!”
Yin Yang looked back at them and smiled. He waved his hand vigorously but still did not speak.
The wind grew even more intense, so much so that Yin Yang couldn't hear their response.
The surrounding figures were scattered by the wind. Without support, the sand structures collapsed instantly, turning back into a sea of sand.
Yin Yang did not stop; he continued to move forward.
The sea of sand before him began to writhe again, forming a flight of sand stairs in front of him.
Yin Yang ascended the stairs, climbing higher and higher, and higher still.
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