Chapter 500: True Spirit Barrier

"Am I Bai?"

"No, I'm not just white."

"Then who am I..."

More and more information appears in Bai's memory, but they all coincidentally skip the area of ​​self-awareness, making his understanding of himself more and more blurred.

He could remember the problems he had solved, the techniques he had developed, and even knew that he was actually another person, but he just couldn't remember who the other person was.

"Boss, have we encountered a madman..." Several men in black struggled to survive under Bai's attack. Facing the threat of death, they couldn't help but want to retreat.

Because anyone with a discerning eye can see that if it weren't for the elusive young man on the battlefield, who somehow fell into a strange thinking, showed no killing intent at all, and just acted based on instinct, they wouldn't have been able to survive at all. Until now.

No one can guess where he will appear next second...maybe holding a knife and stabbing into the heart of anyone.

Along with the awakening of memories, spiritual skills continue to emerge from Bai's body.

Each of them seemed to be more powerful than the last. At first, they were just spell missiles with about the same lethality as ordinary bullets. Later, they were simply a shock wave that swept away everything. People can't help but wonder whether there will be a map cannon next.

"If you don't escape, you will die here sooner or later!"

"Wait for me!"

"Don't run towards me, too many people will attract him here!"

"I must be faster than you!"

…

The increasingly intensive bombings defeated the remaining will of these men in black who had originally planned to resist. As the owners of the lowest level of force in this world, they knew that there were many things that they could not deal with.

Facing an absolutely invincible existence, the rabble without iron will would have no other outcome than fleeing.

Morale collapsed at this moment. The leader of the men in black knew that people's hearts had completely dispersed. The next step was for everyone to try their best to escape.

As long as you run faster than your teammates and the enemy doesn't chase you in your direction, your chances of escaping should still be pretty good.

"who I am?"

Thirteen, who was running away with a bloody knife, suddenly felt a pain in his back after hearing these eerie words, as if something had caught him.

He turned around and saw a looming tentacle with a bloody mouth at the front, enough to swallow an ordinary person directly, biting him firmly.

Also caught at the same time were all his teammates! Each of them was bitten by a tentacle, some of them looked like crazy, and some of them were still resisting stubbornly, slashing the monster behind them with the blood-marked sword in their hands.

As for the original frail young man, he is not human at all!

After the thin human skin on his body was torn from the middle, the whole person was like a dumpling peeling, revealing the filling inside, and a mixture of tentacles and mouth broke out.

That disgusting piece of meat just happened to be squeezed into the shape of a young man.

Its eyes are two horizontal mouths, and its nose and ears are three vertical mouths. These mouths seem to be constantly rotating and twisting, constantly creating mental pollution.

"I don't know who you are! Let me go!" He was so frightened by this nightmare-like scene that his sanity was instantly wiped out. He yelled desperately, tears and snot flowing out of his nose in vain.

Thirteen's men have also been involved in many deaths. He has always believed that he is tough enough, and he will never be so timid even when facing death.

But today he discovered that his psychological defense was actually much lower than he thought...

"If you don't know, then eat... eat... eat..." thousands of mouths on the tentacle monster said at the same time.

The superimposition of sounds also creates a surround sound effect, further deepening the bombardment of the spiritual will.

Mouth!

Mouth!

Mouth!

Thirteen watched as the tentacles that bit into his body began to grow wildly into all kinds of mouths, and each mouth was filled with overlapping sharp teeth, devouring his internal organs and bones from the inside, bit by bit. The body is hollowed out and turned into new human skin.

In the midst of great despair, he chose to give up resistance and let his mouth keep asking who I was, destroying everything inside him.

…

in the real world.

The young man stood calmly in the center of the pile of corpses, without even looking at the corpses that had no scars on their bodies but had extremely ferocious and twisted expressions.

The calmness of the living and the excitement of the dead formed an extremely sharp contrast.

Everything just happened just happened in the world of their imagination, but the mental illusion that Bai unleashed unconsciously even directly deceived these people's physical instincts, created false illusions, and caused their bodies to start... Programmed suicide.

And the result is the corpses in this place.

But this was not something Bai deliberately did. His original intention was not to kill anyone.

Of course, it may not be appropriate to call him Bai now, because he has reawakened all his memories, and the real 'self' deep in his body has finally returned.

"I am Bai Mo..."

"It seems that the experiment was successful." Bai Mo said silently, experiencing a completely different feeling from before.

Although he had entered the level of Ten Thousand Phases Realm as early as ten years ago, Bai Mo also knew very well that his way of breakthrough had the fatal flaw of Taoism, and there was almost a dead end ahead.

This is a pure curiosity. Even though it has little meaning to him, he has never given up on exploring the true path and continues to study what is the correct way to break through to the Ten Thousand Phases Realm.

After many failed experiments in Bai Zhiyue, this time, he finally succeeded.

The moment he entered the new world, Bai Mo randomly selected an abandoned baby, sealed all his memories and possessed him as the beginning of this experiment.

“As long as you can break through the ‘mystery of the true self’ and escape from the memory seal, you can build a ‘true spirit barrier’ to distinguish ‘me’ from ‘not-me’.

The principle of Taoism is to blur the boundary between 'me' and 'not-self', so that people gradually lose themselves, and finally become all 'not-self' and then their thoughts become quiescent.

But with the true spirit barrier, there is ‘me’ inside the barrier, and ‘not-self’ outside the barrier. As long as the will is strong enough, this illusory barrier can be maintained for many years.

If you want to further strengthen it, you can choose to be reborn again, but the difficulty of breaking through next time is likely to increase exponentially...

Once you can't escape, you will probably live with a new identity until the new identity dies, and the original will will die with it.

It's a pity that the Taoism that started ten years ago has long confused my boundaries. Now this true spiritual barrier means more to me than nothing. The ink has dripped into the water and I can't separate it with a spoon. They are.

Only when you first drop the ink into the spoon, it will not mix with the water..."

ps: I didn’t expect that I would persist until chapter 500….

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