Chapter 546: Chapter 546: Reborn Again?

Ming Aoshuang, who was falling from the sky, suddenly opened her eyes.

Her hair and eyes were still light blue, clearly controlled by Beiming Heavenly Phoenix.

Fang Zhou was the same, not yet freed from the influence of Moon in Water, in a state of extreme rationality and indifference.

At this moment in Fang Zhou’s eyes, whether it was Ming Aoshuang or Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, they represented blatant “task rewards” that absolutely could not escape.

The massive remnants of silver sword shadows in the sky shot towards Ming Aoshuang again.

Facing the incoming attack, Ming Aoshuang directly turned and rushed down into the collapsing pit, hiding within the exposed ruins under the desert.

Silver sword shadows struck futilely, erupting into water-like sand waves in the pit.

The surroundings of the pit continued to collapse, exposing more and more ruins.

The style of these ruins was peculiar, seeming to differ from both the Cultivation World and the Black Soul World.

Seeing Ming Aoshuang disappear into the ruins, Fang Zhou didn’t hesitate and flew down immediately, diving into the ruins.

The inside of the ruins was pitch black, but for Fang Zhou, who could see at night, it was no different from the daytime.

These ruins appeared to be a temple, half-collapsed, with human-bodied dog-headed statues carved on both sides.

These statues seemed coarse but evoked a feeling of desolation and mystery.

Fang Zhou couldn’t be bothered to examine them closely, sensing that Ming Aoshuang was heading deeper into the ruins, urgently pursuing her.

Ming Aoshuang seemed to sense Fang Zhou’s chase as well, running faster and faster.

Both kept zigzagging through the ruins, running deeper and deeper, even forgetting the direction they came from.

One focused solely on escaping, the other solely on chasing.

After a long pursuit, Fang Zhou’s speed was ultimately faster, finally seeing Ming Aoshuang’s fleeing figure in the dark.

Fang Zhou directly summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, splitting it into hundreds, unleashing Sky Shattering Sword, transforming into golden sword light shooting towards Ming Aoshuang.

Ming Aoshuang sensed danger, turned during her escape, and swung her sword, releasing a white mist of frost.

These frost mists immediately froze into giant icicles, colliding with the golden sword light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The icicles and sword light collided violently, breaking the solid ice into fragments, scattering them around the ruins, leaving pits in a place that had gone unnoticed for thousands of years.

Neither Fang Zhou nor Ming Aoshuang thought of protecting the relics, continuously clashing sword light with icicles, moving towards the depths of the ruins.

In a dark and deathly silent Stone Hall, a sealed door suddenly shattered with a bang, and two figures flew in one after the other.

This Stone Hall was simple yet vast, with only a pyramid-shaped altar in the center, topped with two kneeling slave statues, holding a spherical stone eyeball high with four hands.

Neither Fang Zhou nor Ming Aoshuang had time to care about the Hall’s situation, completely focused on dealing with the enemy before them.

Ming Aoshuang’s strength was far weaker than Fang Zhou’s, relying entirely on Beiming Heavenly Phoenix’s blessing to evenly fight with Fang Zhou, but still needing to give her all to barely defend.

She exuded astounding coldness, turning the Stone Hall into a low-temperature space, with the ground, altar, and statues all frozen under a thick layer of frost, except for that stone eyeball unaffected.

Fang Zhou continuously used sword light to bombard Ming Aoshuang, pushing her back and gradually approaching the altar.

Ming Aoshuang’s cold eyes watched Fang Zhou; now controlled by Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, it had initially tried to break out but was interrupted by Fang Zhou’s brute force, becoming furious.

Now the world has changed dramatically, yin and yang imbalanced, making Beiming Heavenly Phoenix’s reincarnation extremely difficult, and the once-in-a-lifetime chance to break out was interrupted, with no knowing when the next chance would come.

Now it must first preserve this body, or if killed, its Divine Soul would vanish as well.

Ming Aoshuang struggled to resist Fang Zhou’s attacks, neither noticing that the energy emitted during the battle was absorbed by the stone eyeball atop the altar.

Cracks began appearing on the surface of the eyeball before the stone skin peeled away, revealing a gemstone-like brilliant eyeball, with a vertical serpent pupil in the middle.

The serpent pupil stared at Fang Zhou and Ming Aoshuang, suddenly releasing an invisible ripple.

This ripple instantly covered the entire Stone Hall, enveloping the battling Fang Zhou and Ming Aoshuang.

Their bodies could not move at all, and even their consciousness became blurred.

The serpent pupil on the eyeball began to spin, transforming into a pitch-black hole, absorbing the immobilized Fang Zhou and Ming Aoshuang within.

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Fang Zhou felt as if he was being thrust into a spin cycle in a washing machine, with rapid spinning making him dizzy and nauseous.

After an unknown amount of time, when Fang Zhou was nearly unable to endure, the nauseating sensation finally faded.

In the dark, Fang Zhou realized he seemed to be lying on a warm bed, his body unusually weak.

There was a feeling of distance, able to sense the body’s presence but unable to control it.

He slowly opened his eyes, seeing a white ceiling and… a crib.

He fearfully discovered he was lying in a crib.

“Did I become a baby?”

Fang Zhou was extremely frightened, had he passed through again and been reborn as a baby?

But he quickly realized something was wrong, the baby occasionally moved its limbs uncontrollably and cried out, while Fang Zhou was more like an observer.

He was neither transmigrated nor reborn, but rather possessing this baby?

Before long, a nurse or doctor came in, followed shortly by a man with a sorrowful face and red eyes.

Fang Zhou was almost shocked senseless, the man was his father.

In other words, this baby was none other than himself.

Could it be rebirth?

Did I pass through to the Otherworld and then reincarnate back?

Amidst Fang Zhou’s confusion, Fang Zhou’s father had already lifted him from the crib, carrying him to an operating room door.

At this moment, Fang Zhou suddenly remembered something, feeling his scalp tingle and his heart tighten uncontrollably—his mother had suffered a massive hemorrhage while giving birth to him and ultimately wasn’t saved.

It was unknown how much time had passed when a doctor emerged from the operating room with a solemn expression, and Fang Zhou heard his father’s suppressed sobbing.

By now, Fang Zhou was unable to control the baby’s body, unable to offer his father any comfort.

He finally understood, he was neither reborn nor transmigrated, just revisiting past memories.

Fang Zhou quietly stayed within the baby’s body, watching his father laboriously raise him alone, while supporting the grandparents of two families.

Time flew by quickly, with Fang Zhou soon growing up, entering elementary school, middle school, high school, and college.