The gray mist filled the whole world, and the depressed aura filled every corner. Qin Fan felt a big stone inexplicably pressing on his heart.

This is another completely different way of understanding.

Qin Fan began to observe the situation around him. No one here was waiting for him. What's worse was that the visible range was reduced to within ten steps, and all he could see was the gray sand under his feet.

Even if Qin Fan tried to use his mental power to break through the thick fog, he felt that he was lost in an instant, which led to his thoughts being destroyed.

Then Qin Fan's nose wings swayed slightly, and the smell of rottenness.

This may also be the clue left by the other party to guide him forward.

But in this way... Qin Fan's drooping eyes flashed in a flash, and his brows also subconsciously frowned.

Following the direction of the smell, he took the first step, and the mist surrounding it changed a little because of his movement.

One step, two steps, three steps... In the 37th step, Qin Fan saw a corpse.

Only a small part of the flesh and blood remained on the body, and was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye. As white bones emerged, Qin Fan's eyes slowly looked at the relatively well-preserved head.

"So that's it, it's him."

The smile on Qin Fan's face was still there, but there was a cold light in his eyes. The person in front of him was the first person he killed.

As memories emerged, the man seemed to have become much clearer, but the blood hole in his face was too shocking, especially the socket of his left eye seemed to have been pierced more than a moment.

That was after Lin Shu took over the Wuyou Villa. As a young owner who was undermined, he would inevitably be subject to injury by some small people.

What they like most is watching a noble young man who had a good birth fall from the top of the glen and crawl at their feet.

Not to mention that Lin Shu recruited a group of bandits and robbers at that time, and such a bad style was reflected in them more vividly.

However, Qin Fan only experienced this kind of encounter once, and this man was the only one who humiliated and mocked Qin Fan.

Then on the second day, Qin Fan took his dagger and left countless blood holes in his face when he was drunk.

That year, he was six years old and witnessed his parents' death. He had to endure severe pain every day. Even if hatred was forcing him to force him, he lived a very painful life every day.

So just to verify a guess, he made this seemingly unwise and crazy move. Perhaps his heart might have wanted to take advantage of this time to seek relief.

Even now, Qin Fan still clearly remembers that in order to ensure that the other party was dead, he, who had no strength, inserted the dagger into the man's face again and again.

The blood stained his eyes red, and also ignited a trace of death that rose in his heart into a raging flame, as if it was the last carnival before death.

As a result, Qin Fan succeeded and failed. The point of failure was that he did not die when he wanted to die the most. The point of success was that his test was the same as he had originally expected.

Even if Qin Fan killed Lin Shu's subordinates, Lin Shu didn't say anything. In fact, he had a bad temper and would whip those subordinates if he had any dissatisfaction.

But when facing himself, Qin Fan could feel the other party's fear.

It’s not because Qin Fan showed some maturity beyond his peers, nor that he had awakened his domineering spirit at the age of six.

What he feared was that his surname was Qin, which seemed to be awe engraved deep in Lin Shu's bloodline.

Even if he is a useless person, even if he is a six-year-old child, because of this surname, he will hide it no matter how much he hides it when he sees him. This scary always exists.

Therefore, with step by step temptation, Qin Fan used his fear to push him into the abyss of death.

Seeing that the face in front of him, which was like a hornet's nest began to rot, Qin Fan silently bent down and broke off his ten bare fingers one by one.

When I was comprehension of [Dead Domain·Void] before, if the grass branches were not used as the flying knife, the process would be a hundred times more difficult. Now this finger bone is Qin Fan's flying knife.

Then he followed the smell again. The rotten breath was not only stronger in the moment, but also in the distance. However, after only eighteen steps this time, Qin Fan saw the second corpse.

It was also a robber under Lin Shu, but this person was not killed by him, and more accurately, he died because of him.

"So every body I encountered next, their deaths were related to me, right?"

Qin Fan's question received no response. The thick gray fog filled the spaces around. In this environment, most people might feel more and more frightened when guarding the rotting corpse in front of them.

But after Qin Fan exhaled a breath of turbid air, the depression that had been accumulated in his heart was wiped out. He silently stared ahead. The surrounding environment seemed to have no effect on him, and then the sound of footsteps rang out again.

This time it is not one step, two steps, three steps, but one, two, three.

After seeing the tenth corpse, Qin Fan had seen a path that was pieced together in the distance. He had not killed many people in his own hands over the years, but there were so many people who died indirectly because of him that he could not remember the specific numbers.

However, after carefully looking at the faces of each corpse, Qin Fan made another discovery.

"Some people who only know names and appearances do not seem to appear here.

But just a casual glance, as long as his appearance is left in the cracks of memory, even if he knows nothing about other information, he still exists here."

After saying this, Qin Fan bent down and stretched out his right hand, as if he was picking up a ball casually, and then pulled a man's head off a corpse.

"Just like this person, the black mole on his left face is really unforgettable to me."

Qin Fan said seriously, although there was still no response.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Then the purple sun demon flame in his hand rose up, and the human head was instantly dyed into ashes.

“This road shouldn’t be too long.”

Qin Fan, who took another step, looked no longer on the corpse at his feet. He looked calmly at the black shadows that appeared faintly in front of him.

It was a corpse mountain made of corpses, and at the top of the corpse mountain was a throne of bones, which also had its owner.

This man was dressed in black, and his appearance was exactly the same as Qin Fan, but he lacked the intimate smile that often hangs on his face. Coupled with his deliberate restraint, his temperament felt a coldness that kept people from thousands of miles away.

"You are here." Qin Fan in black stood up and walked down the stairs piled up by the bodies step by step.

And this corpse mountain was not as huge as expected. At least it took Qin Fan, a black-clad man to go down the mountain.

Qin Fan's smile on his face remained unabashed, but he looked a little humble.

"What should I do next?"

"How to do it?" Qin Fan in black snapped his fingers. The corpses on the corpse road suddenly stood up one by one, then spontaneously walked around the two of them, and then collapsed to the ground one by one.

"Don't they?"

A trace of madness appeared in Qin Fan's eyes in black. He did not stop, so he was getting closer and closer to Qin Fan.

Qin Fan seemed to be tilting his head in a little distress, and then said in confusion:

"I don't quite understand what you mean, they are dead, aren't they?"

At this time, Qin Fan in black was only three steps away from Qin Fan. Qin Fan in black walked to Qin Fan, and put his shoulder with one hand on his shoulder, his lips leaned against Qin Fan's ear and said:

"It's still not enough, why have you been suppressing yourself?"

"Repress? Do you think the real me should continue to kill me?

By the way, who are you and why do you have the same face as me!" Qin Fan's voice suddenly became a little excited.

Qin Fan in black chuckled and said:

"I have the same face as you, of course because I am you, the madness that you have been forcibly suppressing in your heart!"

"Crazy?" Qin Fan shook his head seriously, "Everyone has a crazy side, but I don't think my side is like you."

Qin Fan in black sighed and said:

"You still haven't recognized yourself. You really have always wanted to make a big fuss, but because of some inexplicable bonds, some extra-sounding concerns, and even those ridiculous plots, all of this has led to your choice of patience!

Now you are fully qualified to bring an unforgettable bloody feast to this world!"

Qin Fan was silent for a long time. He looked at the surrounding white bones and the rotting heads on the fragile bones and said:

"Is this a process in which I need to understand the true meaning of martial arts?"

Qin Fan in black said firmly:

"It is the process in which you must understand the true meaning of martial arts!

"The Great Compassion of the Heaven and Earth Conquering Yin and Yang" is a magic skill! You should have already imagined it when you choose to comprehend the true meaning of its martial arts.

I am the demon in your heart, but I am also the real you. If you release me, you will become stronger!

Or more importantly, you and me are the invincible Qin Fan!"

"So what is the true meaning of martial arts this time?" Qin Fan suddenly asked a question that seemed relevant but actually seemed meaningless.

Qin Fan in black pondered: "To be precise, it can be called demonization."

"So, you are the devil, not me."

"Haha, have you forgotten your advice to Ada? There are no demons from beginning to end. The so-called demon is called demons because the first person who created it gave him this name.

You can also call it God, immortal, deified, immortal transformation, etc. This is just a different word."

"So that's how it is, so you understand."

"It's not me, it's us, this is our own idea!"

"Oh?" Qin Fan tilted his head and looked at Qin Fan in black who was close to him. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but the purple sun demon flame that suddenly burst out in the next second swallowed Qin Fan in black!

"Why did you attack me!" Qin Fan in black avoided the attack and set a distance of ten steps with Qin Fan in an instant.

Qin Fan looked at the black-clothed "Qin Fan" seriously and said:

“I understand my madness very well, so from the first thing you said, I knew you were not me.

This is because you want me to treat you as the other side of me.”

Qin Fan suddenly took a step, but his direction was towards the mountain of corpses.
To be continued...