Chapter 5137 Eternal Wheel

Chapter 5137 Eternal Reincarnation
Xiao Yan's body was pressed firmly to the ground, and he couldn't even lift his head.

His eyes were filled with blood and tears, because Xun'er's pale face, her broken neck, and her blood gushing out were causing her to vomit blood. Her wide eyes were lifeless.

He collapsed right in front of him, and Xiao Yan roared in anger, but it was to no avail.

Click!

Another shattering sound followed, and then a beautiful figure fell into a pool of blood, her face almost pressed against Xiao Yan's.

"Colorful...Colorful Scales!!"

Xiao Yan's roar instantly made his voice hoarse, as if his vocal cords had ruptured.

"Pfft!"

Xiao Yan spat out a mouthful of blood. His two beloved family members had fallen in front of him, and he was powerless to help them. This shattered his spirit, and his vision blurred, as if he was about to faint.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

Having witnessed this scene firsthand, how could he, a guardian of the path, bear it?

"Who...who are you, and why did you kill my loved ones!"

"Spare them, and I'm willing to die!!"

Xiao Yan had never felt so powerless, let alone witness his loved ones fall. He couldn't bear it; his eyes were already bloodshot, and he was on the verge of madness.

Not only Cai Lin, but one after another, figures fell into pools of blood, and resentment filled the entire Xiao Mansion.

Xiao Yan kept roaring, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the restraints. The intense pain made it feel as if his heart was about to vomit blood.

"Why...why is this happening?!"

He was in excruciating pain, but he could only feel the pain; he couldn't move, he couldn't die, and he couldn't faint.

This feeling was driving him almost crazy.

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"Hehehe, this is fun, this is fun. If I drive him crazy, Jiu Gen shouldn't blame me, as long as he's not dead."

A strange sound came from inside the golden coffin. Xiao Yan recognized the sound, but now that he was deep in the dream, he had forgotten that it was a dream.

"Why did you kill them? If that's the case, then kill me too!"

In despair, he let out a painful roar. The "Xiao Yan" in front of him walked over, expressionless and with stiff muscles.

But what was happening right now was so real to Xiao Yan that he couldn't possibly realize it was a dream.

Xiao Yan struggled to breathe, his tears and blood mingling together indistinguishably.

A foot stepped on his head, repeatedly crushing and trampling it.

Since he began cultivating, Xiao Yan had never been so humiliated, but none of that mattered. His gaze was fixed on the people lying in the pool of blood.

"Then die!"

A dull voice sounded.

Click! !
Xiao Yan felt as if his head was being crushed by a footstep, and then completely destroyed.

However, instead of losing consciousness, one felt as if falling off a cliff, experiencing a strong sense of weightlessness.

In an instant, he appeared in Zhongzhou.

In the Central Plains of the Dou Qi Continent, before he could react, the Soul Emperor suddenly appeared in front of him, and a blood-red longsword instantly pierced his heart!
Xiao Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, and everything went black before his eyes!
When he could see clearly again, Xiao Yan appeared on Hongmeng Star during the Myriad Realms Tournament. Chu Ling struck down with a palm, nearly killing or injuring the members of the Fearless Team.

This battle was also one that left Xiao Yan utterly exhausted.

At this moment, he had no power to fight back. As he staggered, Jin Wuye appeared in front of Xiao Yan, suddenly reached out and stabbed into his chest, tearing out Xiao Yan's heart.

Amidst his maniacal laughter, he crushed Xiao Yan's heart!
One after another, the life-or-death crises that Xiao Yan had already overcome were being faced with death here. He was exhausted, both physically and mentally, feeling like he couldn't live or die.

They were trapped in an endless cycle of death.

Like a leaf caught in a whirlpool, unable to control itself, unable to extricate itself.

Completely immersed in it, Xiao Yan's consciousness nearly collapsed. In such extreme feelings, no one could calm down and think.

Even Xiao Yan, he can't.

This is a terrifying dream, digging into Xiao Yan's most feared moment and turning it into reality.

"Who...who am I..."

"Why did they kill me..."

Xiao Yan died repeatedly, and strangely enough, he remained conscious even during these deaths, and even witnessed and felt death firsthand.

This is truly a terrifying thing.

In the face of death scenarios that have never been repeated, Xiao Yan's consciousness has become blurred, and he has even forgotten his memories.

But just as Xiao Yan completely relaxed and his fear gradually disappeared, he realized that no matter how painful something was, he would eventually become numb to it through repeated experiences.

Xiao Yan forgot his name and what he was doing.

Ding!
A crisp sound seemed to echo in my mind.

Everything before Xiao Yan's eyes was swept away and disappeared as quickly as a flood.

He stood on the boundless water, which, like a mirror, reflected the azure sky above.

Xiao Yan kept his head down and remained motionless.

"Haha~"

"This sense of death is quite interesting."

The water stretches to the horizon, reflecting the vast sky.

The shackles of memory crumbled inch by inch. Having experienced countless deaths, each splatter of flesh and blood, the pain of the experience condensed into stars settling at the bottom of the water.

Looking down, he saw the kneeling, roaring reflection, each scene seemingly turning into past memories, then transforming into streams of power that merged into Xiao Yan's body.

"This is... the power of reincarnation."

Unbeknownst to Xiao Yan, he had come to understand the rules of reincarnation from this dream of death!
However, death is only a part of the rules of reincarnation, not the whole, and is naturally far different from what Xiao Yueli realized.

"When pain reaches its extreme, it becomes emptiness."

"Fear leads to the abyss, but it turns into a boat."

Xiao Yan smiled. At this moment, his mind was clear. His dream was still going on. He could see by looking down that he was now a being with a deeper level of consciousness.

He stepped onto the water, his toes landing, and the vast expanse of water suddenly churned, the sky turning into a mirror, reflecting countless moments of Xiao Yan's death.

The sword of Zhongzhou pierced his heart, and the heart of Hongmeng Star exploded... All the dying figures were like puppets, controlled by gray threads deep beneath the surface of the water.

Xiao Yan pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed through the air!
"break!"

The silk threads shattered, and countless afterimages of death transformed into layers of light, flowing into his palm and becoming streams of reincarnation power that merged into his body.

Everything before his eyes shattered like a mirror, and Xiao Yan suddenly woke up from the dream. He was breathing heavily, his whole body already soaked in sweat.

He slowly stood up and found himself on a very vast platform. Around him were not only him, but also many other figures, groaning and struggling to their feet.

Looking up, he saw a magnificent palace standing before him.

"Is the dream finally over..." Xiao Yan took a deep breath, the pain in his heart was real, and it took him a long time to recover.