"Liao Si, don't worry, now Zhuowen should be trapped in the death tombstone space, where there is a real law of death. When I first entered, I was rejected by the law of death inside."

"This law of death is definitely much more terrifying than the law of desolation in the first restricted area. In the first restricted area, with my tenacity of becoming a holy body, the law of desolation can't do anything to me, but this law of death has directly made me this unbelievable An undead that is not a ghost."

The golden skeleton's eyes flickered, and its expression was full of loneliness. It was obvious that it was brooding over its death under the law of death.

"I hope that Zhuowen can truly master the law of death. If he fails, he will only become a member of this burial place in the end." Rous sighed softly.

"I hope so!" Liao Si huddled in Zhuo Wen's lapel, also a little worried.

...

Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes, and then he discovered that he was in a dark space, and above this dark space, there was a huge skull floating.

The skull hangs high in the sky, emitting a shining brilliance, bringing a trace of light to this dark space.

"This is... what's wrong with me?"

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen suddenly discovered that his hands and feet were actually white bones, the original flesh was gone, and there was a creaking sound during the swinging process.

"I turned into a skeleton?" Zhuowen said to himself in horror.

However, he soon calmed down. He looked around and found that there was nothing but darkness around him.

"There's a bridge over there?"

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's gaze was fixed on the northeast direction, where there was a long bridge with a stream under it.

"Go and have a look!"

Zhuo Wen hurriedly walked towards the long bridge, but he found that after turning into a skeleton, his movements appeared extremely stiff and his steps became very slow.

It took about two hours to reach the long bridge.

"The bridge of life and death, life and death, you have to choose life or death!"

Over the long bridge, a line of subtitles appeared, and Zhuo Wen recited in a low voice.

The other side of the long bridge is a vibrant scene, where there are all kinds of creatures, which is in stark contrast to the end where Zhuo Wen is.

The side where Zhuo Wen was was filled with a strong sense of death, it was pitch black, and there was no sign of life.

Obviously, the two sides of the long bridge are life and death, representing two different artistic conceptions of life and death.

"In life, you can coexist with all things and gain vitality; in death, you become a fallen soul, accompanied by loneliness and death."

"In life, you can gain everything; in death, you may lose everything. If you cross the other shore and gain life, you will be reborn, or you will continue to fall into this kingdom of death."

The majestic voice reverberated throughout this space, deafeningly deafening, constantly echoing in Zhuo Wen's ears.

"Dead or Alive!"

Zhuo Wen looked at the bones in his hands, and his eyes were full of desire for life, which was his own instinctive pursuit. He was a body of flesh and blood, afraid of death, and longing for life.

"born!"

Zhuo Wen stepped out and walked towards the other side of the long bridge. His footsteps became faster and faster, and he came to the center of the long bridge. The moment he stepped out, his foot bones began to grow blood on the other side.

Then, from the soles of the feet to the roots of the thighs, the flesh and blood began to gradually plump, and then the lower abdomen reached the chest. When reaching the head, Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank into needles.

"The purpose of my coming is to comprehend the law of death, not to gain vitality..."

Zhuowen murmured in a low voice, and immediately retracted the protruding head, withdrew his right foot, and returned to the other side of death.

The flesh and blood that had grown out turned into dry bones again under the permeation of death.

"die��"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were blurred, and he sat quietly on the other side of death, feeling the strong death energy around him.

Time passed gradually, and every minute and every second, Zhuo Wen sometimes sat, sometimes stood, sometimes ran, and sometimes remained silent.

One year, ten years, twenty years...

Time flows extremely fast, but in this dead space, time has become meaningless to Zhuowen, because he has no idea how long time has passed.

"The real death should be to return to the essence, to become the original state, or to lose everything."

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed brightly, and immediately the whole kingdom of death began to boil, and the strong death energy began to spread. JrNovels.com