Chapter 319: At the Bottom of the Sea of ​​Life, a Quagmire of Memory Gravel, a Shadow Swallowing up the Mud

New King.

Old Order.

A huge shadow at the limit of the sea level, the immortal holding a fishing rod, using the fishhook as a weapon, throwing it towards the vortex formed by the rift.

This seems to be a battle across dimensions.

The fisherman believed by countless fish monsters is like a god who can reach the sky and the earth, releasing his majestic divine power.

The fishhook flashing with sacred light, with a pressure of tens of thousands of tons, bombarded the gate of the rift, shattering the existence that countless marine creatures fear.

Crack, crack, crack!

The rift seemed unable to withstand the weight of the fishhook, and cracked into fine cracks.

Seawater backflow.

A hollow area appeared in the sea.

The surrounding waves and seawater were continuously poured into the broken space...

Then.

A strange force overflowed from the broken crack.

Uneasy!!

Even as powerful as Yang Feng, he felt deeply uneasy.

That force was not destructive, but instead emitted a strangely calm wave, instantly covering the ocean within dozens of kilometers.

Purification!!

The sea surface within a radius of dozens of kilometers instantly became clean and clear.

The blood-red ocean was originally covered with a layer of rotten meat and grease, and the blood of countless fish monsters infected the entire area, but under this force, it became rippling.

The sea surface was clear.

Even the submerged Tianhai City seemed to have become the Venice of the sea.

The cool sea breeze blew, and even the air did not have a trace of blood. Instead, there was a refreshing feeling.

Blurred...

The huge shadow of the fisherman fishing on the edge of the sky became blurred.

The faith it gathered seemed to be eliminated, and the power became very fragile. The face looked blurred, and the fishing rod in his hand became vaguely visible.

"That fisherman is going to be destroyed."

"It is not a physical entity after all, but a product of faith."

Yang Feng looked at the huge shadow of the Wo-making Immortal, and then looked at the giant vortex hidden in the deepest part of the seabed. Perhaps now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Two tyrants are fighting.

Now is the time to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Let's go."

"Take advantage of the alien rift being forcibly opened and rush in!!"

Yang Feng made up his mind and jumped into the sea, swimming towards the seabed vortex.

In the pure and transparent ocean, a few afterimages can be vaguely seen, rushing towards the seabed vortex like a mine missile and drilling into the gap of the alien rift.

This is a good time to hunt the King of the Old Order! !

No.

Something is wrong.

Yang Feng, Su Manman, Jiang Lin...rushed into the alien rift and suddenly felt an unprecedented strange feeling.

It's different.

This alien rift in the deep sea is completely different from what I have encountered before.

It's too powerful.

Whether it is the endless sea of ​​trees, the volcanic melting world, the land of blood disaster, or the endless black prison created by Yang Feng, they are far from comparable to the cracks in the vortex under the sea.

Real.

It is simply a real and incomparable alien world.

The alien cracks that exist on the seabed exist in the deepest ancient times. It is unknown how many long years have passed, and it has formed a certain degree of dependence with reality.

That's right! !

The real world actually has some fusion and dependence with this alien crack, just like the relationship between humans and probiotics.

Parasitic in the virtual world of reality.

It has experienced countless years of sedimentation, but it has also become an inseparable part.

"What is this?"

"Isn't the ancient existence in the ocean as simple as the king of the old order?"

Yang Feng forcibly broke through the broken cracks. To some extent, he saw the essence of this alien world and was immediately shocked by its grandeur.

Ocean.

An extremely filthy ocean.

It seems to be the other side of the sea of ​​life and soul.

No!

It is not the sea of ​​life.

It is the bottom of the sea of ​​life, full of chaotic silt and sediment, countless memories fell down and became sediment on the seabed.

"Sea of ​​life."

"The place where the soul lives."

"This alien rift is actually connected to the ocean of life and soul."

Yang Feng looked up and saw countless golden sands floating in the deepest part of the seabed.

Memory.

They are all forgotten memories.

A baby was just born, opened his eyes, and saw his parents with touched and happy faces.

"He opened his eyes!!"

"So cute~"

"Look here, look here, I'm mom..."

This memory is very clear, but it has long been forgotten. The baby's brain has not yet formed a systematic memory function, and the forgotten picture has become a memory of gravel sediment.

An old man is about to die.

He heard the "beeping" sound of various instruments in the hospital, his family seemed to be sobbing secretly, and someone was whispering with the doctor outside the door.

"I understand that the illness torments the patient, and it is too much of a burden for your family."

"I understand, please sign the consent form."

The doctor and the family were discussing something. Although they did not say it specifically, they were talking about giving up treatment and 'extubation'.

Pain.

Heartbroken.

Tears flowed from the corners of the old man's eyes, and his heart was filled with strong reluctance and fear, but he still had some understanding for his family.

He was a burden.

I am a burden.

If I die, I won't have to waste so much money.

Countless complex emotions mixed together, making him miserable, but also wanting to give up his life to fulfill his family.

In the end, these memories formed a grain of sand, which is difficult to forget and difficult to eliminate.

"Hehe~~"

"My 7-year-old cousin, her parents died in a car accident."

"She was taken to my house, her parents went to work, and only my grandma and I were at home."

"Grandma treated my cousin as a child bride."

"When grandma gets angry, she beats my cousin and takes it out on her."

"The little girl has been at home for a year. Grandma doesn't allow her to go to school or go out. She locks her at home every day."

"The little girl is extremely dependent on me~~"

"When I get angry and scold the little girl, grandma will immediately beat her and spoil me, her grandson."

"The little girl listens to me very much..."

"Hehe, hehe..."

The memory of a teenage boy, with a lot of filth, mixed with the pain of the little girl, formed a grain of sand that exudes a foul smell.

It is unbearable to look at.

There are always many evil thoughts in the world that are beyond the imagination of normal people.

Even if this grain of memory fades from the soul, it still cannot dissipate, and finally falls into the quagmire composed of countless gravels.

Not just humans.

There are countless other creatures in those gravels.

Spiders, ants, mantises, cockroaches, magpies, crows, eagles, tigers, black bears, lions, crabs, grass carp, loaches...

All species will have memories, and the most unforgettable part will form the gravel of memory and settle at the bottom of the sea of ​​life.

Persistence.

Regret.

Resentment.

Missing.

Love.

Hate.

Resentment.

Hatred.

…

Those thoughts that are most difficult to eliminate are the weight that the sea of ​​life cannot bear, and they also represent the suffering of all living beings.

At this time.

A huge phantom swam over.

The huge phantom opened its bloody mouth and completely swallowed the surrounding memory gravel.

Swallow! !

This huge phantom, like a catfish, actually feeds on the mud at the bottom of the Sea of ​​Life.