
It was completely dark. A moment of silence and no one present. Including himself. As he clenched both hands and began to feel cold, silence became more and more in the depths of his heart.
Suddenly he felt lonely, no one. Does this feel like dying? The blink of an eye he no longer felt, his entire body was no longer visible. Touched also cannot, as if transparent.
Not seeing, not hearing, not being able to sense, all of his senses were tightly shut by the shadow that loomed over him.
Thinking about what he should do. The various words of each person flashed through his mind. The clattering sound of a golden bell, the sound of splashing water, the falling of leaves which then rubbed against the dry ground.
The sound of footwork was also heard shortly after that happened.
“We are the same.”
At that time, Yongchun. A figure of a man with both swords, a body full of wounds, a buried past was formed.
The darkness turned into a bright light. The light entered and made Yongchun's gaze glare. Blind for a moment then looked at this cold hell once more.
Cold steam everywhere. A moment of silence and wonder what just happened but shortly after, he finally understood.
“You another figure inside me?” yongchun asked while pointing at him.
“Of course.” The sound he heard was no longer the same. At least he was grateful that the sound issued was not the voice of his own best friend.
“Then stop blocking my way as ruler and swordsman. I don't want to deal with troublesome things,” Yongchun said.
“As far as you want to do anything to me. As long as you don't block my way back home and do what I have to do after this!” add it once again.
The figure is silent. Not long after, he again darted with a grin. It seemed that he was reluctant to listen to what Yongchun said. So that figure attacked him again.
“Hah! Just as stubborn as I am?”
No doubt after knowing who it is. Emphasize the form of inner energy on a sword and followed by the left hand that draws the other sword.
Two swords with very different shapes. There was nothing in common, but it was just as sharp as the power went inward.
Yongchun did cross slashes for several times while dodging the attacks by stepping backwards. And when he dodged to the side, there was a slight gap he immediately swung one of his swords.
However, what he slashed was not the figure but just a piece of wood with an axe in his hand.
“Where else am I?”
It stopped. And start noticing the changing circumstances around. With shabby clothes and caping, and what he just did was cut wood.
He was in someone's backyard. A house owned by a merchant. He and others did the same.
“Hey, let's work fast!”
One of the men there yelled at him. Yongchun fell silent and then knew this where and when.
“This ..I've done this before. If not wrong, a month before spring comes.”
“Your Majesty is looking for the whereabouts of Leader Yong! Is the blind man here?”
“Which might be here! If there was, he would have been found out. Remember, the other day when the rebels came? He is the greatest of his strength so that he cannot withstand the air of existence that makes goosebumps!” oceh an old man while cutting back the wood.
“Already! Don't talk too much! Just use your feet and hands to work!”
It happened when Emperor Ming was looking for him everywhere while Yongchun was disguised as a carpenter to avoid the emperor.
“Can I ask, how is Wulan Palace?” ask Yongchun.
“Oh, the. It looks like a mess. Because of the Yong Leader, cult leaders are said to have betrayed. All that remains is Leader Yin alone,” replied one of the people nearby.
“What? Really it? Then Leader Wang?”
“She went missing along with Leaders Li, Xie and Zhao. Then Leader Yang, there seems to be a rumor that he is lying seriously ill.”
It seemed like Yongchun was intending to find out information about the state of Wulan Palace. And besides Xie, Li and Zhao, he didn't really know where Wang Xian was going.
Plus Yang Jian was also injured by it. Many senseless actions.
Including the important news that he will hear this.
The man whispered, “I heard His Majesty is planning to take control of the territory behind the Red Sea. It said there are a lot of treasures there, so we will definitely get more gold.”
“After the red sea and the border between the two regions is my territory. But there are not many treasures, there are only the skulls of the warriors who sank to the bottom of the sea,” Yongchun muttered in a soft voice as he closed his mouth and turned his face.
“What are you muttering?” ask the man curious.
“Ah, no.”
It was unexpected that it was really like going back to the time 1 month ago. But Yongchun believed himself that this was just a flash of memory before he fell to the bottom of hell.
However, Yongchun only remembered one thing. Why at that moment, his aura did not gush out as usual.
“It's because of me. I'm the one who brought you here. I'm the one who suppressed your power, you amateur!” ketus a person, who turned out to be the figure inhabiting Yongchun's body.
He shuddered in horror. Then, followed by a clap of the shoulder that made him surprised.
“You why just keep quiet? Don't want to go home?”
Apparently it's just Niao. Yongchun breathed a sigh of relief. He returned to a cold hell.
“Why? Is something wrong?” ask Niao.
“No. I was just wondering if this place was real or not. But well, it doesn't matter as long as I come out alive from here,” said Yongchun who then stepped forward.
“Wait a minute!” pinta Niao firmly. Stopping Yongchun's steps for wanting to tell him something.
“What's up?” Yongchun.
“Behind the ice rocks,” said Niao while pointing to the right. “Can be made a place for me to open the door to another hell.”
His forehead creased, Yongchun then screeched over being let down. Then said, “I thought straight way out to my world.”
“Haha, sorry. And there's something I warned you about. This hell may be hard on you. Many illusions that will show your true figure first or maybe mistakes or sins that you have done,” said Niao explained.
The feeling of Yongchun just faced an illusion. Well, even though it's not a complete illusion. More accurately said, he fought with the figure inhabiting his body.