God of Fishing

3222 Return to the Graveyard of Gods (1)

Han Fei’s feelings at this moment were extremely complicated.

The man in white said that he would never die again. It was indeed literal. He would never die again. As long as the void was there, time was there, and the death chaos was there, he would not die.

However, immortality was not an absolutely good thing.

He wouldn’t die, but if he was scattered, he would return to the state of no memory, no feelings, and boundless quietness. Then, at some point in time, he would suddenly revive.

However, perhaps when he revived again, things had changed. He wasn’t dead, but everything related to him might have been completely erased.

Just like in the past three hundred years, in the end, he was the only one left.

Han Fei suddenly regretted coming to the Immortal Temple, because at this moment, he didn’t even have the right to die.

And the experience of the past three hundred years was actually telling him that no matter how long the people around him could live and how strong they were, they might not be able to survive him in the end.

In this vast Sea of Stars, he… would eventually become a lonely existence.

Han Fei felt fear, a fear that he couldn’t die.

He couldn’t help but look at the white-robed man in front of him. “Senior Death God?”

Han Fei thought of this person. He was the man who once appeared in the Dao Enlightenment Palace of the Divine Capital Dynasty, and he was also the one who helped him sever the negative.

“It’s me.”

Han Fei immediately said, “Senior Death God, if this is only the seventh purgatory, what will the subsequent levels of the Purgatory be like?”

“The levels of the Purgatory behind?”

The Death God said indifferently, “You’ve finished the Ten Directions Purgatory.” The sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novelenglish.net . Fire(.)nᴇt

“Huh? I just experienced a reincarnation.”

The Death God slowly turned his head, but Han Fei couldn’t see his face clearly. He said, “Stepping into the reincarnation, you were in the seventh level of the Purgatory. I forgot to tell you that if you die in the reincarnation, you will really die.”

“Really dead? How is it possible? I…”

Han Fei was shocked. “I died once?”

The Death God’s voice was calm. “How can you know death without experiencing death? The entire reincarnation is the seventh level of the Purgatory. During this period of endless life-and-death separation, mental torture is the eighth level of the Purgatory, and the ninth is death.” Th1s chapter is updated by n)ovel/\bin/\

Han Fei’s pupils were constricted. “I’ve really died once.”

Suddenly, Han Fei asked, “How long have I been dead?”

“Three hundred years. You have too many opportunities that others can’t have. Even in death, there is a power to guide you to revive. Therefore, it only took you three hundred years to comprehend death.”

Han Fei’s heart trembled. Three hundred years in reincarnation, three hundred years in reality. He had spent a lot of time on this trip.

But on second thought, it seemed that time was no longer the most important thing for him.

At this moment, Eternal Darkness Spiritual Heritage was operating in Han Fei’s body.

Death was not a law, but a state. After comprehending this state, Han Fei knew that there was no need for him to pursue the existence of the law of death.

Han Fei asked again, “Senior Death God, since the ninth level of the Purgatory is death, what about the tenth?”

The Death God sighed slightly. “In this world, the creatures of all races have experienced bumps, hardships, love, hate, emotions, and desires… Isn’t this the most difficult purgatory in the world?”

Han Fei thought for a moment and realized that it was true. Since he was young, all kinds of feelings had popped up in his heart.

However, he was here to find the law of death, but it was unnecessary now. After all, death was just a state. He had already understood the power of death.

Han Fei asked one last question. “Senior Death God, is there no higher path? Is there no power in this world beyond death, void, and time?”

The Death God shook his head slightly. “I don’t know, at least not for now. Therefore, you need to walk the rest of the road yourself.”

In the end, Han Fei just cupped his hands. “Thank you for your Ten Directions Purgatory, Senior Death God.”

The Death God nodded slightly. “It’s time to open the Path of Reincarnation.”

Han Fei thought to himself, Sure enough, he knew that the Path of Reincarnation was with me, and he had known it a long time ago.

“Senior, do you know why the Path of Reincarnation is with me?”

“Does this matter?”

Han Fei nodded solemnly. “Yes.”

The Death God chuckled. “Then find the answer yourself!”

Han Fei curled his lips slightly. He wasn’t surprised by the answer of the Death God at all. It seemed that he had always been shrouded in a huge mystery.

No one had ever helped him solve this mystery, but they didn’t seem to mind him knowing this mystery.

Han Fei cupped his hands. “In that case, I’ll take my leave.”

The Death God waved his hand. “Go! Perhaps you don’t have much time left.”

Han Fei paused and nodded slightly. In the next moment, as Han Fei activated the Distanceless Gate, the No. 3 Distanceless Gate of the Chaotic Ice Domain suddenly appeared here.

When he saw the Death God, the Distanceless Gate trembled slightly. The Death God waved his hand. “You embarked on this path yourself. It’s meaningless to regret it. Therefore, while there’s still time, do whatever you want!”

Han Fei came to the Distanceless Gate, paused, and said, “I also want to try killing my way to the end of the world.”