Li Si survived.

Survived in the hands of the most powerful person in this world.

He is actually very strong and has many abilities of ghost immortals.

But only then can he know how big the gap between him and Zhao Wuqi is.

It was a monster with two abilities: ghosts and gods.

Zhao Wuqi is not only the Immortal Lord, but also the most powerful god in the world.

In the darkness, Li Si felt the darkness around her and the heavy feeling in her heart.

His steps gradually slowed down and he walked quietly in the darkness.

In the darkness, his footsteps were very obvious.

And Li Si can only listen to his footsteps here.

"How should I survive?" Li Si felt that he had no fluctuations, and he felt a little powerless in his heart, feeling as if he had been constantly desperate.

The feelings at this time can really make people lose the meaning of life in an instant.

If it weren't for the belief in Li Si's desire to live, he would have died like Kunshan.

At this time, Li Si tried her best not to think about why she was not interested in anything.

This will only make you more desperate.

He just wants to survive in this darkness.

He must survive.

Only in this way, Zhao Wuqi and the gods would not have the chance to go out.

Just walking, walking.

Li Si no longer knows how long she has been away, it may be one day, one year, ten years, or a hundred years.

At this time, the world has lost its meaning.

He had absorbed a lot of that weird thing.

After these strange things entered his body, their strength continued to change.

At this time, Li Si could even create magical artifacts and immortal artifacts with no hands.

No different from the Creator.

However, none of this matters.

He can create a magical artifact with bare hands and can easily contract.

He can become an extremely terrifying god at any time.

But his heart is now as dead as death.

Will die at any time.

Moreover, he killed himself.

This is the horror of that weird thing.

Delicate and silent, but has the power to make people fear.

In fact, many times, Li Si would question himself in his heart.

He had always thought about living, but now he has begun to doubt the meaning of his life.

However, Li Si does not feel that it is impossible for people to escape from this world.

When he exchanged for the realm of nothingness, the above introduction said.

There is only one god who can go out.

This means that you must be able to go out here.

However, there is only one god who can go out.

And only by knowing this information, Li Sicai has been insisting on it now.

"Pula!" It was at this moment that a sound came from one direction.

Hearing the sound, Li Si was stunned and looked at the place where the sound was.

His body has been much stronger by the strange thing now, and he can now see the surrounding environment clearly in this darkness.

When he looked there, Li Si saw an old man with white hair, who was constantly drinking.

A jar of wine was taken out of the void by him and then poured into his stomach.

My hair and beard and clothes were all soaked with wine.

This is a drunk.

Li Si thought to himself.

But this is just a flash of thought.

Those who drink here are definitely not an ordinary drunk.

This man is at least a god.

Thinking of this, Li Si paused and walked towards the drunkard.

He doesn't know this person.

He remembered all the gods who came in.

But he didn't know this person.

This means that after he entered this space, there might be gods coming in.

Or maybe, there was already someone here before he opened the secret realm of nothingness.

When Li Si approached, the old man seemed to have sensed it too.

He looked at Li Si with a dumb look on his face.

"Who are you?" Li Si asked.

When he spoke, he felt a little surprised. He found that his voice had become very hoarse and his tone became strange.

At this time, he realized that he had not spoken for a long time.

"Haha..." Hearing his words, the old man with white hair slowly relaxed his expression, then he laughed, drinking wine while smiling.

At the end of his laughter, his tears burst out.

"I didn't expect that I actually waited for someone." He murmured.

It seems joyful, but also seems sad.

"Who are you?" Li Si asked again.

He now has some conjectures.

This person is now here before him.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have said that I'm waiting for someone.

"My name is..." The old man with white hair opened his mouth, and then his eyes showed a look of confusion.

Only then did he realize that he had forgotten his name now.

"Forget it, I'm going to die soon, so why bother with this? You'll die here soon." He laughed terrified, and then turned into ashes and dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Li Si was stunned. He did not expect that he would ask a god to death just by asking a question.

He has no ability to use any of it.

It was at this time that a book appeared where the old man died.

That is a magical artifact.

The gods who have been here for a long time can already create artifacts at will.

Therefore, it is very normal for this god to use a diary as a diary.

Li Si paused, picked up the book and started reading.

"My name is Taichu. I was born when the universe first opened. When I was born, I had a magical artifact..."

Walking in the darkness, Li Si was reading this book.

This book is a diary, which is very long and almost remembers Taichu's life.

From his birth, he found a world with humans, and then he used magical artifacts to make wine with human flesh.

Every time he brews wine, the stronger his strength will be.

And as his strength becomes stronger, the more people he uses.

From a person, a village, to a city, a kingdom, and finally to a world.
To be continued...