322: The World of Young Jiang Shenyi

Late at night.

On the lighthouse.

Jiang Shenyi still had his favorite old yellow wine by his side, but tonight he hadn't taken a sip for over half an hour.

The yellow wine seemed to have become a mere prop.

Because all his attention was focused on the huge fireball in front of him.

At this moment, the huge fireball was faintly twisted and deformed, with cracks appearing on its surface.

This seemed to be a sign of Nirvana ending, but… the life aura inside the fireball was extremely unstable.

Jiang Shenyi could clearly feel that Xi He's vital signs were extremely weak, like a withered old person over a hundred years old, as if she would breathe her last in the next second.

Moreover, he could also feel that Xi He's consciousness was not in her own body, but in another power.

The result was obvious.

Xi He was being tormented to the brink of death by this power.

Therefore, he was extremely focused, with a rich power surging in his hand, ready to sever the entanglement between Xi He and that power at any time.

The night wind was biting.

Inside the fireball, Xi He was pale, kneeling, and in such pain that even breathing seemed a luxury.

At this moment, she was experiencing the life of the Great Grandmaster.

In this mental image world, all her perceptions, both physical and mental, were synchronized with everything Jiang Shenyi experienced in his life.

What kind of concept is this?

One must know, the Great Grandmaster's Realm is already so high!

She was now experiencing the Great Grandmaster's life in his thirties.

At this time, the Great Grandmaster's Realm had already reached Martial Venerable, and all his opponents were Martial Venerables.

What Realm was Xi He in?

If the Great Grandmaster was stabbed by a Martial Venerable, it was as if she was stabbed by a Martial Venerable.

If the Great Grandmaster's spirit was attacked by a Martial Venerable, it was as if her spirit was attacked by a Martial Venerable-level expert.

If it weren't for her Phoenix Emperor Fire constantly growing and her life recovery ability continuously improving during the process of constantly nearing death, she would have died long ago.

But even so, by now, she was almost unable to hold on!

But she couldn't peel away from this memory.

This was a process with only a start button, no end button!

She could only pray that the Great Grandmaster would use his talent to help her sever all this, but the problem was, this was the Planet Will's energy, could the Great Grandmaster sever it?

But she wanted to live!

She had been in this mental image world for nearly two months.

One day was one year, so, at this moment, her psychological age was already over fifty, nearly sixty years old.

Her life experience had greatly increased in this mental image world.

In Xiao Fan's world, she experienced a tragic childhood, feeling the loneliness that drifted outside the world.

Her father Huang Quan's world was fine; he was a researcher, with almost no combat, but there were also many partings of life and death, which she could also bear.

But in the Great Grandmaster's world, she completely couldn't hold on!

Everything this old man, who had guarded Shanhai Pass for nearly seven hundred years, experienced completely shattered her previous worldview.

In this memory, she saw the earliest Human Race!

Back then, the Human Race was not yet qualified to contend with the foreign races, and every day of the Federation, land was constantly being encroached upon by foreign races!

There was no peace, only war!

That was not the Human world at all, but Hell!

Blood spread throughout Shanhai Pass, the sky was always black, and as far as the eye could see, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Partings of life and death were like everyday occurrences.

And besides the partings of life and death, there were also various insults from the foreign races.

For example, watching her own teammates being eaten alive by foreign races, with half their limbs outside and half within the fangs, the impact of such a scene almost made her collapse.

The most heartbreaking thing was that the teammate whose half-body was swallowed into the stomach was still shouting Brother Jiang's name.

The Great Grandmaster did not have the power of the Planet Will, his talent was only Divine-Grade, and resources were extremely scarce in that era; nowadays, it is common for Human Race Geniuses to reach Great Grandmaster at eighteen, but back then, one had to cultivate diligently until 25 to barely break into this Realm.

Looking from the current era, the Great Grandmaster at that time was not actually strong.

He had no cheat.

Only a pair of hands, a knife, and a weary body full of hidden ailments.

Therefore, powerlessness was not an accident, but the norm.

And people cannot be invaded by a sense of powerlessness, nor can the Great Grandmaster stop; he may not be strong compared to now, but in the Human Race of that time, he was already the most top-tier Genius.

He had to move forward bearing the hopes of the people, turning all those feelings of powerlessness into hatred and power!

These extreme hatreds buried in his heart also infected Xi He.

She had a firm reason to stand on the side of the Human Race!

But she didn't expect that this was just the tip of the iceberg of human tragedy.

In this mental image world, she also saw other scenes that made her collapse.

Tiny, cute foreign race children, who couldn't even lift a knife, were thrown onto the battlefield as cannon fodder!

The reason was simple: the Human Race had compassion!

When they faced women, children, and infants, their speed of swinging the knife would slow down, and some even couldn't swing it down!

The Great Grandmaster experienced such things too many times.

When groups of innocent children were sent before him, how should he choose?

Every child was wailing, they didn't know why there was war in this world, nor why they had to fight the Human Race!

And they didn't know why they were sent here.

They did nothing, innocent to the point of heartache.

But there was no way.

Not kill? Then the powerful foreign race would find an opportunity to kill you!

Kill? Could your conscience bear it?

The young Great Grandmaster, to swing his knife, could only tell himself in his heart.

I am entangled in sin!

If I could choose, I wouldn't come to this world next time.

That kind of scene, that kind of psychological pain, made the Great Grandmaster confused back then, and Xi He was the same, as if there was a heavy, cold stone pressing on her heart, making her unable to breathe.

What is tragedy? It can be described in four simple words.

No way.

This situation is unsolvable!

Several battles had to be fought every day.

If you won, you couldn't smile when you went back.

If you lost, you stood on the desolate grave mound, drenched in cold rain.

And this was not what caused Jiang Shenyi the most pain!

The most infuriating thing was that he was also backstabbed by other Human Race members back then!

In a battle where he barely survived, he lived, dragging his exhausted body back.

But suddenly, a large group of foreign races flew from behind, with a Human Race leading the way in front.

That Human Race was the captain of another team; because he couldn't defeat the enemy he was facing at the time, he chose to surrender to the enemy, leading a group of foreign races to pursue the exhausted Jiang Shenyi!

Fortunately, he eventually managed to escape.

Late that night.

He lay on a white hospital bed, covered in dense bandages.

The pain, despair, and anger in his heart were all intertwined.

He was completely lost.

And this kind of thing was not just once or twice.

The Great Grandmaster was backstabbed a total of three times!

So one day, he suddenly began to ask himself.

Who exactly am I fighting for?

Why do I constantly face life and death!?