Chapter 397 Death
The "Bai Yanren" with a cracked face is like a broken porcelain, just like the world.

Bai Yanliang did not dodge or evade this strange situation, and did not even think of escaping.

He originally wanted to unravel all the secrets of Wu Ji and make a final break with the Abyss.

But the door opened by [The boat sails under the moon, the people die in the water] made him completely lost.

It was not until this moment that Bai Yanliang realized that perhaps... he was not a real human being at all.

No, maybe he had realized it in his heart a long time ago, but he just didn't want to admit it.

How can there be someone in this world who doesn't have mood swings?
How can someone look at themselves from a God’s perspective?
His memory is obviously so good, he can never forget the books he has read, the people and things he has met. But why can't he remember his brother's life before the accident that night?

There is only one explanation:

His memory... simply started from that day.

I have experienced so many life and death escapes, and witnessed so many strange powers.

Bai Yanliang was almost certain that his brother must have been performing some kind of ritual on the night the accident happened, and there was a high probability that the ritual went wrong, which was why he ended up like that.

Bai Yanliang looked at the "brother" in front of him, and his vision seemed blurred.

There is indeed a pair of brothers named Bai Yanren and Bai Yanliang in this world, but... the "Bai Yanliang" in that pair of brothers is not the him at this moment.

When Bai Yanliang saw "himself" in this world for the first time, his brain seemed to be electrocuted. A certain area inside was illuminated, and some distant but clear memories were recalled by him.

The "self" at that time was about the same age as this world, but it seemed that I had been in poor health since childhood and often had inexplicable nosebleeds.

Not to mention going to school, he rarely even left the house. Because he was too weak, he almost always lay in bed, taken care of by Bai Yanren.

Until one day, the little boy named Bai Yanliang died.

After realizing this, Bai Yanliang's inner turmoil was so strong that it directly affected his entire body.

He doesn't know who he is, Bai Yanliang?

No...Bai Yanliang has died of illness.

I am……

It was my brother... He had summoned him in some way... a strange soul.

Who am I?
He completely lost his identity and didn't know the meaning and value of his existence.

Thinking back, why was he so obsessed with uncovering the truth about Yan Ren's death? Because he knew very well that if he didn't find something to do, someone to imitate... he wouldn't know how to do anything, and he wouldn't want to do anything.

This... is simply not the mentality of a living person.

"Yanliang..."

The cracks in Bai Yanren became more numerous after Bai Yanliang realized this.

"Some people say...I betrayed everyone..."

"Some people also say... I delayed the arrival of the Mist Realm by ten years and saved everyone..."

Bai Yanren's condition is very strange. He is obviously just a person in this "fake" world, but he seems to have memories from other timelines.

"Yanliang..." Bai Yanren's eyes were more complicated than the most difficult and arduous questions Bai Yanliang had ever encountered.

"I can't tell you more. What you see now is me just borrowing the power of the key and forcibly walking out of time, leaving behind an opportunity."

"Opportunity..." Bai Yanliang looked at him in a daze.

"Well... the real me has been dead for ten years." Bai Yanren's voice sounded a little regretful, but also a little relieved. There were more and more cracks in this world and in him. "Time is running out. Please hold on a little longer..."

"This world exists only on the basis of your will." Bai Yanren said something that Bai Yanliang had never thought of.

"The Nine Hells are opening, and the fog world is descending..." Bai Yanren looked out the window. The sky had already been covered with black and red cracks, but it had a different kind of weird beauty.

"Someone lied...a huge lie!" Bai Yanren's voice was rarely filled with anger.

"Yanliang...you must kill everyone who should have died. Remember, no matter who they are!"

There was a strange sound of breaking from his body.

"For all the people you have confirmed to be dead, if you see them again, no matter how normal or familiar they are, you must... kill them!"

Bai Yanliang, whose heart was already shaken, could only mechanically write down what his "brother" said at this moment.

At this moment, he was completely unable to judge the truth or falsehood, nor could he respond.

He had even lost any purpose in moving forward and living.

But he still subconsciously looked at his "brother". This strange space existed based on the power of the key and his own will?
Then the meaning of its existence is to let "brother" convey these words to me at this moment...

"Yanliang..." Bai Yanren's body had already disintegrated piece by piece, starting from his arms, and turned into wisps of blood mist floating in the air. "Ten years ago..."

"I stopped the fog world from coming..."

"Bring you back to life..."

"It was done on the same night..."

"I can't tell you His name. You have to find the answer yourself."

The collapse of the blood mist has spread to the neck area.

A relieved smile appeared on Bai Yanren's cracked face.

"remember……"

"Yanliang."

"I am already dead."

"Death is not terrible..."

"You will definitely end everything..."

“Remember…”

"Let the dead return...to death."

With the last words, Bai Yanren turned into blood mist and dissipated together in this world that was about to collapse.

Bai Yanliang stood there in a daze.

elder brother……

I probably can't do it.

He looked out the window at the blood-red sky.

The smell of decay and death permeates every corner of this world.

He didn't want to go out, nor did he want to continue.

The world is collapsing, so I will collapse with it.

He really couldn't find any power to drive himself again, like a toy car with the battery removed.

Everything has lost its meaning to Bai Yanliang...

He leaned against the cracked window and waited quietly.

I’m sorry…brother.

I don't want anything to end...

I just want to... die while I still feel like "Bai Yanliang".

This world is disintegrating at an accelerated pace as Bai Yanliang's will collapses.

Strands of black cracks seemed to pull the starry sky closer, and the boundless darkness in the cracks made people suffocate and tremble, yet also deeply shocking.

Bai Yanliang stared blankly at the deep darkness behind the crack.

suddenly!

Just above Bai Yanliang's window, a white crack suddenly opened up.

A hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Bai Yanliang's collar!

Then, Yu Wenxuan's slightly mocking voice came from the white crack:

"You won't... forget your promise to me, will you?"

A stern face appeared in the white crack, it was Yu Wenxuan!

At this moment, he held a key flashing with blood in his left hand, grabbed Bai Yanliang's collar with his right hand, and said coldly:

"I worked so hard to get this key, not to save a loser who doesn't want to live."

"Just... wake up!"

The violent force pulled Bai Yanliang violently into the white crack. The two figures finally disappeared before the world was about to completely collapse...

(End of this chapter)