Chapter 887: Go Forward and Take the First Step in the Name of Diezhong Hongjiang

Taking the right road means that Hongjiang will bid farewell to his past life completely. He will pick up the sword again as Chouzuka Hongjiang and face Yhwach again.

But can this defeat Yhwach?

If Hongjiang had known all the secrets of the ghost way before, then Yhwach would definitely not be his opponent.

But now that he has set foot on this road and is heading to the end, has the other party absorbed the Soul King and become a completely omnipotent god?

Hongjiang cannot be sure. On this road, he can see all the secrets of death, but he cannot see his own future like the road on the left.

But it is undeniable that this is the most likely chance to defeat Yhwach. He does not need to rely on strategies or try unknown areas. He clearly knows the power he has and is sure that it is the most powerful power that a god of death can master!

Using that power to fight against Yhwach may win or lose. Picking up the sword again requires corresponding awareness. There has never been so-called comfort in this world.

Hongjiang didn't lack the courage to face Yhwach again, but after crossing this hurdle, he really fell into a state of complete ignorance of the future.

Will there be a relatively stable and happy life in the future?

Or will he face a more severe test than Yhwach one day?

But Hongjiang still took a step and stepped on the white road. Maybe that road has no end. Maybe the end is the world destroyed by the cause, or it may be two souls returning to the extraordinary.

Hongjiang saw no picture on that road. He knew what he could get and what he would lose, and he was even more vague about whether there was no exit on that road.

Retreating may be what we two really need to do, and it is also what we have to do.

Hongjiang realized at that time that whether it was myself or the unconscious butterfly grave, we had stopped for too long, which was actually a kind of escape.

That was the step we should have taken from the first day but have not taken yet. Now we are just making up for our knowledge and cause.

But my existence did appear in the form of a Zanpakutō, and as the most fundamental support for Hongjiang to keep retreating, I never complained.

And that didn't seem to be a real way to retreat. There was no destined gain or loss, but it was vague about what the future would be, and even vague about which step to take to have a future.

I came to that world with a desire for life. I should have gone to find the death that I was missing, but I took my own death as my own, deceiving myself that I had not found what I was missing, and became a broken individual.

Hongjiang was about to take a step, and I kept reminding myself that I was Hongjiang again, and Liaoyin was Diezhong Hongjiang, but just when I was about to embark on this path to becoming a god, a name suddenly popped up in my mind, and I took back the steps I was about to take.

But it could also be that it was certain that Diezhong's previous life would be happy.

I would become a god who controls death, but I could only rely on observation and experience like a few special people to try to avoid danger.

Of course, I, as a mortal in the future, will undoubtedly live that kind of life, but because of the same identity and the same responsibilities, there are very few things that are my turn to face and need me to bear.

Let's welcome all the joy and safety in the future as Diezhong Hongjiang.

Hongjiang's eyes once again turned to the right, escaping to a peaceful and stable life, or choosing to face the test of long years, which made me feel confused.

But as Diezhong Hongjiang, there are some things I have to consider and worry about. I will intimidate a small number of people, but there will also be a large number of people who have some intentions towards me in their hearts, which is almost inevitable.

Unfortunately, I can no longer tell anyone about all that in person, even Hongjiang, who has merged with me, can't know my thoughts.

At that time, Hongjiang saw the eighth road. That road did not appear suddenly. In fact, it has always existed, but the previous and later selves have never seen it.

The only thing I can understand is that it is not the road that Diezhong and I have never taken a step back. We can only grope in the darkness, and it is also a road that can enjoy the scenery along the way.

We two said that we have not yet merged into one, but in fact, we are still two people who have stopped. Maybe we must support each other and spend a long time, but our feet are still deeply stuck in the same place.

Yes, it is not this. I used to know it, but I just finished watching each other's life, and I said goodbye to that world without any nostalgia.

Did I really say goodbye to that world? I haven't lost my consciousness yet, and my soul has been fixed as death. It can be regarded as saying goodbye to that world.

Once I step on that road, Diezhong will also become a medium for Hongjiang to understand and master the secret of death, or disappear forever, or completely integrate into death and continue to serve as Hongjiang's weapon.

But I clenched my fists and slowly retracted my gaze.

I can't escape, but I am also vague. As Diezhong Hongjiang, I haven't spent more than two hundred years in that world. I have already formed a bond with that world that is far deeper than the future.

Perhaps that is not what Diezhong wants, to sleep forever and disappear forever in that world.

I have spent more than two hundred years as Diezhong Hongjiang.

Perhaps we will forget and lose people who are more important to us, but being loyal to ourselves is definitely a matter of fate.

But the road that I took in the name of Diezhong Hongjiang has only taken the first step now.

At the same time, Hongjiang also realized his problem. He must have said that Diezhong enjoyed death and spent more than two hundred years like that, so how could I be standing still?

This is a road between two roads, without any light, completely honoring the dark road.

If a person cannot betray or escape even two hundred years of life, then can I really live a life of just over a hundred years? Can I really forget every bit of these long years with peace of mind?

Perhaps I who chose to escape also chose to forget.

The external cause is my home, and there are no people who can be disappointed without me, and no things that I can escape!

But at this moment, standing at the crossroads of choice, I am willing to forget these extraordinary years, in which there is no laughter, no sword light, no blood, and those things should be what I can choose to forget and believe in.

This is the name of Urahara, Yoruichi, or the old man Yama. In terms of the cause, this is the first person I met in that world, and he has always been closely related to me - Chouzuka.

It is fine if he knows, but how can I deceive myself when I don’t know the truth?

These things are unknown. He will no longer know clearly what someone is planning in a dark corner, nor will he know whether the world will fall into safety again because of some accident.