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My soul was constantly dispersing, scattering until it was completely spread across the Underworld Road, illuminating it with my essence. Yet, my soul was being harvested continuously.
Jianjian claimed my soul as her own, and my eyes began to transform, ultimately becoming souls themselves.
A mournful song echoed in my ears.
My final consciousness grew increasingly blurred.
I could feel my soul vanishing. Then I sensed my essence entering a Dark Land, where it was being consumed relentlessly.
It was then filled with Jianjian's soul.
The breath of death pressed down upon me, and I slowly sank into a Sea of Souls, gradually being devoured.
Being devoured.
During the process of being consumed, fragments of memories surfaced in my mind—a Soul River flowed past my eyes at a rapid pace, like a movie playing out before me, light and shadow flickering by until some images gradually froze.
I saw a boy and a girl.
The boy offered flowers to the girl.
But the scene quickly shifted to a girl wearing a Pleated Skirt, standing with her arms wide open beneath an endless starry sky. The wind tousled her black hair as she asked, “Saning, how long will you like me?”
Saning replied, “I will like you for a long time.”
The scene shifted again, and a swift river of light flowed before my eyes, rushing alongside a roaring river where the sound of turbulent water echoed in my ears.
The boy and girl appeared once more. They were gazing at the flowers on a tree, blooming abundantly, their fragrance wafting through the air.
The boy and girl exchanged glances.
No words were spoken.
The imagery continued to flow.
Then, the boy and girl appeared again, and the final scene was the most familiar of all. It was the moment when I reunited with Ke'er in the hospital.
The other scenes seemed unrelated to me; only this one was about me and Ke'er.
It was our first meeting, our first conversation, and it was then that I accepted Ke'er. As I looked at these images, I felt a pang of nostalgia; too much time had passed.
Things had developed too quickly.
Like a white horse passing through a gap, fleeting and ephemeral.
The river of light magnified this scene infinitely, memories flooding my mind.
As the imagery paused, my soul felt as if it were being endlessly worn away. Then the river of light began to flow again, revealing some gruesome scenes, each one a lament from those on the brink of death. Blood became the theme that followed.
Every pair of lifeless eyes was stained with blood.
I remember Wang Wei saying that once you possess the Byakugan, you will no longer know the taste of tears. What flows from your eyes will no longer be tears, but blood.
Each scene is the final death of every Saning.
The blood quickly stained the flowing river of light red, and then it was my turn. I saw someone scattering their own soul.
A sudden wave of sadness washed over me.
Jianjian could sense my presence, so she came to the Sea of Souls and called out Saning's name.
Though my consciousness was hazy, I could see Jianjian. This was the first time Jianjian revealed her soul. Indeed, I saw that her soul was black, and her pair of white eyes were strikingly similar to mine, though still somewhat different.
The specific difference was that hers was not innate, while mine was.
When Lin Li first drew out my Byakugan, I thought Lin Li had given me her own. Later, I realized that I was born with the Byakugan.
Jianjian's eyes, however, were likely not innate but taken back from the White-Eyed People.
Jianjian said, "Saning, give me your eyes."
I did not resist; my soul surged toward Jianjian's dark soul, flowing entirely into her.
My consciousness began to fade rapidly. In my last moments, I asked Jianjian, "What exactly are you?"
Jianjian replied, "Saning Brother, haven’t you been looking for me all along?"
At first, I didn’t understand her words. After chewing on them for a moment, I finally grasped their meaning and felt a surge of surprise.
I said, "You are the Reincarnation Flower."
Jianjian let out a cold laugh, remaining silent, seemingly acknowledging it.
The Reincarnation Flower—this was something I had never imagined. Legend had it that in the center of the River of Despair stood a tree known as the Reincarnation Tree, and the flower that bloomed from this tree was called the Reincarnation Flower.
Lin Li had told me all of this, but Lin Li once mentioned that his name was given by a girl, and he was to be called Lin Li.
Lin Li had witnessed the blooming and withering of flowers several times by the River of Despair.
Could it be that Lin Li had deceived me as well? But at this point, discussing such matters seemed pointless. If I was to be deceived, so be it; after all, I was just an honest person.
The Reincarnation Flower—how ridiculous that Jianjian turned out to be the Reincarnation Flower while I had been searching for it in hopes of obtaining the Revival Pearl.
A sense of sorrow filled my heart.
However, it seemed that things had already reached a conclusion.
I hoped that Ke'er would continue to live on.
My soul had become shattered beyond repair; I knew I could not reclaim it. Just then, Jianjian's expression changed, and she let out a scream.
Only a fragment of consciousness drifted away, my vision fading into nothingness, reduced to a mere speck of Light Spot like dust.
At that moment, a golden light enveloped us—it was the Clay Bodhisattva, who began to wail loudly.
“Brother Saning, where are you?”
I replied that I was here. At that moment, Clay Bodhisattva did not appear as a “human” but had transformed into a sculpture.
Clay Bodhisattva called out to me and suddenly began to cry, “Brother Saning, how did you become like this?”
I told her it was nothing.
“Brother Saning, you’re like this and still say it’s nothing. Has that wicked woman eaten your brain too?”
I was left speechless.
Clay Bodhisattva was still so unreliable.
“Brother Saning, I will go take revenge for you.”
I urged Clay Bodhisattva not to go, fearing she would suffer innocent consequences. But unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, a brilliant golden light erupted.
In an instant, the previous Clay Bodhisattva transformed into Golden Bodhisattva.
However, even after becoming Golden Bodhisattva, she continued to cry incessantly.
In my heart, I thought that Clay Bodhisattva truly was the golden statue of the Buddhist Community.
There was no way Clay Bodhisattva could match Jianjian; she was quickly overwhelmed by the soul. Eventually, the golden light faded, and Clay Bodhisattva reverted back to her original form without moving. In the end, she slowly disintegrated.
I floated towards Clay Bodhisattva, but I couldn't wake him.
Jianjian laughed, her soul scattering as I felt myself being swallowed. Wang Wei had said the last person was coming.
But I never expected that the last person would be someone I could never have predicted.
This Sea of Souls was not a place one could simply enter; unless there was a deep connection, one could only come in if they sensed my existence.
To my surprise, it was Chen San who approached me.
Everyone believed Chen San to be a villain, yet here he was, calm and composed.
Jianjian seemed taken aback upon seeing Chen San and remarked, "You chose to come after all. You’ve been running for hundreds of years, yet you still showed up. During the last few times when Saning died, you never appeared. Coward."
I glanced at Chen San.
Previously, Jianjian had always claimed to see Chen San's secrets, insisting he wasn't a good person, which led everyone to believe he was indeed a villain.
Moreover, judging by Jianjian's tone just now, it seemed that when the White-Eyed People had died before, Chen San had chosen to flee. Why did he choose to appear this time when it was my turn to die?
Chen San—why is he called Chen San?
Saning and Chen San—this was destined. Chen San had evaded for hundreds of years, but now he finally showed up. He was an immortal; as long as Saning wished to exist, he could remain alive.
With Saning dead, how long could Chen San survive?
Chen San called out to me, "Saning, this time I choose to help you." Suddenly, many memories flooded back to me. In the end, I didn't say much; I simply acknowledged him with a sound of agreement.
As Chen San passed by, he said to me, "Saning, return to your own body."
I remained still at that moment, for Ke'er’s soul was not in my hands.
But just then, Chen San had already taken action, and dense strands of blood appeared on his face like a totem.
Chen San and Jianjian engaged in combat, their figures moving swiftly.
At that time, I was searching for Jianjian's soul, as in this Sea of Souls, the spirits had all scattered.
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