Chapter 1807 Breaking Free

Lin Shan was pressed under the mountain, and it was dark all around, with only a faint light falling through the gap.

His hair was messy, his face was covered with dust, and he looked miserable.

At this moment, he felt a huge pressure, as if the whole world was exerting heavy pressure on him.

As the mountain shook, the ground made a deafening roar.

Lin Shan tried his best to support his body.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of the mountain pressing on him.

In desperation, Lin Shan could only use the last resort - self-annihilation.

Lin Shan first forced out a drop of blood, and then his body collapsed into a particle state.

The forced blood turned into a ray of light and shadow at the moment it was about to fall to the ground. In the light and shadow, Lin Shan was resurrected again.

But when Lin Shan opened his eyes again, he clearly felt that something was wrong with his body.

He clenched his fists hard, and then closed his eyes to feel it.

He found that he had become an ordinary person, without a trace of strength that could be mobilized in his body.

Even in terms of physique, he was weaker than a normal person.

Lin Shan's heart tightened, and his eyes turned to the place where he was pressed just now.

As expected, he found a transparent self there.

The other self was still trapped in the invisible bondage.

The suppressed Lin Shan was his existence and consciousness, or the real him.

The Lin Shan outside was just a puppet-like thing composed of a connected wave separated from his consciousness.

This substance now carries all his thinking parts.

While thinking about countermeasures, Lin Shan's sight was attracted by a bright light. Looking closely, it was the fragments of the horizontal sword scattered everywhere.

Lin Shan saw the last scene just now very clearly.

He knew that it was the horizontal sword that drove away the twisted creatures and the little monk, but it also became torn into pieces.

Lin Shan didn't think that the horizontal sword would be destroyed like this. There must be a way to repair it. Moreover, the horizontal sword was not in a complete state from the beginning to the end, and it was always a broken sword.

He walked towards the bright light, about two or three hundred meters away from him.

The surrounding environment was completely changed by the battle. When the ground was cut by nearly three scales, the strange thing was that the ground was now unusually flat. In the dark black soil, new soil was quietly growing, and it was visible to the naked eye.

The land was growing naturally, which sounded incredible.

Just like the wounds of organisms would be repaired after being injured, if it continued to grow, the level of this land might be restored to its previous level after billions of years.

"Is it alive?"

"Or is it because of the law of nature?"

Lin Shan touched the ground gently with his hand. The black soil was hard and did not feel like normal soil. The moment he touched it, he felt a chill.

He tried to pick up a grain of dust and found that as he thought, he could not move it at all.

Any grain of dust at this depth has an unusual weight, just like Yin soil, each grain is as heavy as a star.

Lin Shan stopped studying the soil, walked to the fragments of the horizontal knife, and picked up the blade that had become ordinary.

Then, he returned to the foot of the mountain that pressed down the consciousness of existence and began to dig the hard golden rock with the blade.

Lin Shan originally thought that it would take some effort, but to his surprise, the originally hard rock was easily poked open like tofu under the action of the horizontal sword fragments.

Lin Shan dug for half an hour and was already panting with exhaustion.

Tired, he decided to put the iron sheet aside and take a break.

At the moment when the iron sheet touched the ground, the surface of the ground shook violently, and the hard black soil nearby collapsed with the iron sheet as the center, forming a circular pit with a diameter of thousands of miles.

As the ground sank, the mountain that suppressed Lin Shan tilted.

Lin Shan's consciousness of existence was instantly released.

The power returned to his body.

Lin Shan's mind moved, and the scattered horizontal sword fragments seemed to be summoned, flying from all directions.

They rotated lightly in the air, and finally pieced together into the shape of a horizontal sword.

However, there were several obvious missing pieces in the middle of the blade.

Lin Shan concentrated his mind and energy, and turned his thoughts into silk threads to connect all the fragments.

There were 27 pieces in total. In addition to the broken marks, there were three missing pieces.

The horizontal sword had lost its original ability to gather energy infinitely, and now it was just an exceptionally sharp blade.

For Lin Shan, it was enough.

The horizontal sword saved his life with this ability.

Lin Shan gently stroked the cracks on the blade. As Lin Shan's palm passed over, the blade emitted a bright light, but it could no longer be as dazzling as before.

Lin Shan put the horizontal sword away.

In the next few days, he looked for the missing pieces everywhere, but unfortunately, Lin Shan failed to find them.

The remaining fragments were probably destroyed by the powerful force during the fracture process.

After taking a last look at the mountain behind him, Lin Shan took a step forward and his figure disappeared on the spot.

A hundred years later.

Lin Shan returned to the Wuxiang Realm.

The butterfly had sent him to a place a hundred scales away, wasting a hundred years of his time in vain.

As Lin Shan appeared, the butterfly's sight locked on him again.

She appeared in a half-human form not far behind Lin Shan.

She slightly spread her gorgeous wings, and a strange color flashed in her eyes, "You survived the disorder-level natural wrath?"

It is extremely rare for the Unspeakable to trigger the same level of natural wrath, let alone trigger a higher level of natural wrath.

She had never heard of such a thing happening.

Not only that, Lin Shan survived.

The probability of surviving the same level of natural wrath is not high, and the probability of surviving a higher level is imaginable.

The moment she sent Lin Shan away, she thought Lin Shan would die.

Now he appeared again, there is no doubt that his trump card must be terrifyingly strong.

Lin Shan nodded calmly, "I don't want to die yet."

There was a hint of curiosity in the butterfly's eyes, and she began to have a strong interest in the new indescribable person in front of her.

But soon, she cut off her interest.

"Your enemy has been killed by you, why do you come back?"

"I have something else to ask you,"

Lin Shan looked at the butterfly, "Also, you sent me so far away, wasting a hundred years of my time in vain. In this regard, don't you want to compensate me?"

The butterfly ignored the compensation issue mentioned by Lin Shan.

Her wings flapped gently, and she disappeared with Lin Shan.

They appeared in a strange pavilion.

The pavilion is located in the middle of a vast sea of ​​flowers, surrounded by colorful flowers.

The structure of the pavilion seemed to be woven from various flowers, and the petals swayed gently in the breeze, emitting bursts of fragrance.

In the sky, many butterflies with equally colorful wings fluttered among the flowers, like colorful decorations embellishing the blue sky. The whole scene was as beautiful as a dream.

Lin Shan looked at the sea of ​​flowers around him, "Your tribe members?"

"Tribe butterflies." The butterfly corrected.

"It seems that they are all ordinary butterflies." Lin Shan did not see anything special about these butterflies.