C247 Three Thousand Weak Water(2)

He looked into the crack, and at this moment, the illusory Lee Zhuohua in the dark space was staring at Lee Zhuohua without blinking.

The two gazes collided with each other through a spatial crack.

"Buzz ~"

The intersection of eyes emitted a subtle fluctuation.

The golden eyes and the black pupils instantly stopped when they met each other's eyes.

Lee Zhuohua, who was outside, looked at the pair of golden eyes with a shocked expression on his face.

What was going on? He actually saw the other him. Although there was a gap between them, Lee Zhuohua could still feel that on the other side, his body was surging with a destructive aura.

"This? What is going on?" Lee Zhuohua's mind roared for a moment. He could feel that there was a boundless world on the other side of the crack, but what was happening to him on the other side?

He was clearly here, but there was another him on the other side. This scene made Lee Zhuohua's mind a little chaotic.

On the other side, the illusory Lee Zhuohua was still quietly looking at Lee Zhuohua. His golden eyes were filled with understanding. He seemed to have understood something, and the aura on his body was restrained. There was no longer the monstrous aura from before.

He looked at Lee Zhuohua, who was outside, and opened his mouth as if he was transmitting a message.

Outside, Lee Zhuohua noticed what he was doing on the other side, but he was surprised to find that even though he was talking, he couldn't hear a single sound, as if some kind of forbidden rule had limited their conversation.

The illusionary Lee Zhuohua spoke for a long time, but there was no news from him. After a while, he seemed to have noticed this situation as well, and his brows unconsciously furrowed.

"What are you trying to say?" Lee Zhuohua asked curiously, but he knew that he couldn't hear his voice either.

"Hiss." At this moment, Lee Zhuohua sucked in a breath of cold air.

His gaze saw the other scenes behind the crack, and he saw the scene that Zi Lan had told him before.

There was a black river that led to the horizon, a coffin that was getting further and further away. There were many people with chaotic faces chanting in low voices on both sides of the river, while he himself was lying safely in the coffin.

Lee Zhuohua saw everything inside, and even more so, saw that there was another him under the illusory Lee Zhuohua, lying quietly in the coffin.

He could not understand the scene in front of him. If he was the one in the coffin, then who was the person in front of him? But no one could answer him.

But when Lee Zhuohua's eyes touched the black river that led to the horizon, he vaguely remembered something. He seemed to recognize this mysterious river, but the memories in his mind were a little blurry.

He tried his best to recall, and his thoughts kept flipping through the memories of the past.

Finally, a brief description of the ancient taboo appeared in his mind.

"There's water in the north, but its power can't win against mustard, so it's called Weak Water."

This description was something that Lee Zhuohua had inadvertently read in the Scripture Pavilion of the Heavenly Faction. It was a description of a forbidden river in the legends.

According to the legends, this long river could not bear all things, but it also led to the endless horizon. The river was pitch black, because there was an ancient secret buried at the bottom. The river had appeared before the Infinity Era, and countless supreme experts had set foot upon it, but since it could not bear the properties of all things, no one could find out where it led.

Later on, with the passage of time, this forbidden river had also disappeared from the legends. Until now, no one believed that such a strange thing existed in the world.

Thinking of this, Lee Zhuohua's heart couldn't help but tremble.

The pitch-black river in front of him was the same as the description of the Weak Water in his memories. Was it the mysterious Weak Water that had disappeared in the endless era?

But wasn't Weak Water unable to carry all things? Why was it carrying his body into the distance?

Everything made Lee Zhuohua confused. His mind was in a mess. He could not understand what was happening behind the crack, nor could he understand. He hoped that he could explain it to him.

But the two of them could not be described with words.

At this time, the illusory Lee Zhuohua seemed to have thought of something, and his golden pupils contracted. Then, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed towards Zi Lan's soul in the void.

The moment he stretched out his right hand, it immediately enlarged in the void, passing through the layers of obstructions in the void, and shattered some obscure inscriptions.

Lee Zhuohua, who was on the other side, was puzzled when he saw his actions. He didn't know what his opponent was going to do.

"What are you going to do?" Even though he knew that he could not hear what he was saying, he still asked in a low voice.

The illusory Lee Zhuohua seemed to be replying to his question. The large hand that appeared in the void shattered some of the restrictions and grabbed Zi Lan's soul.

"What's that? Zi Lan?" Lee Zhuohua exclaimed when he saw the ball of substance he was grabbing.

He originally thought that Zi Lan was in a state of selflessness, but he did not expect that her soul would actually be in the world behind the crack.

Could this be a manifestation of Zi Lan's miraculous ability? Lee Zhuohua guessed in his heart. Previously, Lee Zhuohua had already suspected that Zi Lan had a special physique, but now that such a situation had occurred, he no longer dared to doubt her. Instead, he became certain that everything from the Extreme Death Aura earlier to the strange scene before his eyes was corroborating what Zi Lan had told him in the Fang Seeking Tower.

And at this moment, Zi Lan's soul had lost its consciousness because of the grabbing of the illusory Lee Zhuohua's large hand. The illusory Lee Zhuohua grabbed Zi Lan's soul in front of him.

His gaze when he looked at Zi Lan was filled with unfamiliarity, reminiscence, and even a trace of resentment. All sorts of complicated emotions intertwined in his eyes, making him seem extremely mysterious.