Chapter 48: Blood-colored Space of Life and Death

  In the mysterious blood-colored space, after Xiao Fan was chopped to pieces by chaotic knives, his body suddenly transformed into countless light points and dissipated. In another corner of the space, Xiao Fan's body condensed again.

  "It's killing me."

  "Kill..."

  Xiao Fan cursed loudly, but before he could figure out what was going on, another shout of killing came, and then he saw countless soldiers with blood-stained weapons rushing towards him from all sides.

  "My grass, what's going on?" Xiao Fan stared with wide eyes, unable to comprehend how he had just been 'killed' but was now alive again.

  "Hmph..."

  A flash of knife light flashed by, and Xiao Fang's right arm flew into the air, bringing with it a streak of fresh blood.

  "Whoosh..."

  Immediately another sword pierced Xiao Fang's abdomen, and the tip of the sword directly pierced Xiao Fang's entire body.

  "Kill, kill, kill..."

  Another wave of shouting and killing sounds, Xiao Fang was honored again to be dissected.

  Similarly, after Xiao Fan 'died' in pain, his shadow appeared on the other side.

  "Kill kill kill"

  "What's going on here?!" Surrounded by the dark, oppressive soldiers from all sides, the cries of killing shook the sky, Xiao Fan angrily shouted loudly. He couldn't understand why he was still alive after being killed, and it seemed that after coming back to life, he would be killed again.

  "Hiss..."

  The response to Xiao Fan was the sound of countless knives and swords hacking at his body.

  Xiao Fan was dismembered again; immediately after, he came back to life once more. Every time Xiao Fan came back to life, he would face another wave of hacking and slashing.

  "Ah... Ah... Ah..." Being killed again and again, it's not just physical pain, but also spiritual devastation.

  "So this is death."

  "Life and death are so close."

  "Life and death, when will it all end?"

  "Just wish for me once and for all."

  “……”

  After experiencing countless killings, Xiao Fang's heart had become numb. When he was beheaded again, he no longer felt the pain, or rather, the pain could no longer drive him mad.

  In Xiao Fan's heart, there were countless insights into life and death.

  In this bloody space, Xiao Fan was killed and reborn again and again. His soul had become numb to death and rebirth.

  The fear of death would no longer appear in his mind at this moment.

  "Why, why is it like this? Am I doomed to be killed and revived endlessly?"

  At the same time, Xiao Fan was also thinking about this issue.

  "What kind of place is this? Why is it so eerie, what should I do?"

  Xiao Fan's figure reappeared, he only had time to say one sentence before being torn apart again.

  "What do I have to do to get out of this godforsaken place?"

  After experiencing countless deaths and rebirths, Xiao Fan understood in his heart that in this strange place, he would not truly be killed. However, why did he appear here, and how to break through this situation was still unclear.

  "Ants, only worthy of being killed." Amidst the silence, Xiao Fan seemed to hear a mocking voice echoing in his ears.

  "Kill kill kill."

  "What's that sound?" Xiao Fan concentrated his gaze, wanting to listen carefully when he was killed again.

  "The heart is as big as the world..."

  When Xiao Fan came back to life again, he concentrated and heard a sentence like this.

  "Kill..."

  Before he could ponder the meaning of the words, Xiao Fan was killed by the swarming soldiers.

  "What is the power of the heart?"

  After Xiao Fan came back to life again, he had been thinking about this question all along.

  "The heart is will!"

  "Mind is power!"

  "If my heart is like a speck of dust, then I can deceive heaven and earth! If my heart is like heaven and earth, then heaven and earth are like a speck of dust!"

  Xiao Fan whispered softly.

  "Perhaps I came to this place not because of some conspiracy trap, but as a kind of trial!"

  Xiao Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of brightness, like a beacon shining in the dark night.

  "Kill..."

  Xiao Fan suddenly became enlightened, but the endless soldiers around him continued to slaughter him.

  "This space is just like a game, I appear from the original state, facing these murderous soldiers, constantly being killed but constantly resurrecting, obviously not truly dying, but how to break through?"

  Time and time again after being revived, Xiao Fan couldn't help but think about this question.

  Heart!

  Heart!

  Heart!

  Xiao Fan's ears kept hearing a mysterious voice, the sound was mysterious and seemed to contain a kind of mysterious power.

  "It's true that in this world, whether it's physical strength, spiritual power, or mysterious mental power, they will all have a time of exhaustion. However, the power of the heart is inexhaustible."

  "As soon as one thinks of it, it becomes a heart's desire."

  "Where the heart is, is Heaven!"

  Xiao Fan murmured softly.

  "Hahaha... I get it, hahaha..."

  When revived again, Xiao Fan suddenly burst out laughing, "Since that's the case, I'll just fight it out with you guys, what's the harm?"

  Xiao Fan's heart was filled with determination, and when he came back to life again, he no longer waited passively for death. Instead, he took the initiative to launch a counterattack, dodging the slashing swords while fighting back with all his might.

  Xiao Fan did not even touch a soldier's hem before being killed.

  Xiao Fan punched a nearby soldier in the face and then vanished, dismembered.

  Xiao Fan punched two soldiers.

  For the fourth time... for the thirtieth time, Xiao Fang snatched a long sword from a soldier's hand, and for the first time, he used that long sword to kill a soldier before being beheaded.

  For the thirty-first time, Xiao Fan came back to life and found that the long sword he had seized was still in his hand. He swung the long sword in his hand and fought with the surrounding soldiers.

  Time and time again, Xiao Fang's outcome was always the same, but with his long sword in hand, he managed to kill a few soldiers each time.

  "As fast as my heart thinks, it is a sword! The faster my heart is, the faster the sword should be!"

  Xiao Fan had learned many ordinary sword moves, but at this moment he abandoned those techniques and used the simplest method to counter his enemy.

  "Fast, accurate and ruthless" is the essence of swordsmanship.

  As Xiao Fan continued to fight with the surrounding soldiers, his sword speed became faster and faster, his sword trajectory more and more unpredictable, and in a flash of surprise, one sword could kill several soldiers.

  However, the soldiers were endless, and eventually, Xiao Fan would reach his limit. He would still be killed, but he could hold on for a longer time.

  In the mysterious crimson space, Xiao Fan died repeatedly, fighting soldiers again and again.

  "The ultimate martial art in the world is speed, nothing can defeat it, this is an unchanging principle."

  In one battle after another, Xiao Fan deeply understood this sentence.

  "If one's physical strength can't keep up, speed is useless no matter how fast it is." Xiao Fang muttered softly; continuing to swing the long sword in his hand, quickly killing soldiers.

  With every sword, he could at least kill one soldier.

  However, his speed was still not fast enough. When he finished killing one soldier, countless soldiers swarmed around him and dismembered him once again.

  "It's strange, in the midst of constant death and rebirth, my physical body is actually getting better and better."

  Xiao Fan muttered to himself, and then he discovered that every time he killed a soldier, a thread of bloody light would enter his body, making him feel a warmth in his body, becoming more spirited, and the speed at which he drew his sword also became faster.

  "So that's it, this is indeed the benefit of killing monsters."

  Killing enemies can enhance one's strength, Xiao Fan finally felt the fun of counterattacking again and again.

  After an unknown period of time, in the bloody space, Xiao Fan held a long sword, facing the densely packed soldiers like a bloody wave, without any fear. The long sword in his hand swung quickly, and all that could be seen was the flash of the sword light, as soldier after soldier fell to the ground.

  "It was great killing Young Master Ben just now, wasn't it!"

  "It's your turn now, and it's this young master's turn to kill you."

  "Awesome!"

  Xiao Er Shaoyi was killing soldiers while angrily scolding them.

  "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

  The cries of killing came out again, but this time they came from Xiao Fang's mouth. By now, Xiao Fang had killed countless soldiers, his physical strength was constantly increasing, and the speed of his swordsmanship was also getting faster and faster.

  Xiao Fan continuously wielded the long sword in his hand, each sword capable of killing a soldier, swift as lightning.

  Endless crimson space, the owner has countless blood-colored soldiers, Xiao Fan has already killed thousands of soldiers at this time, and now he draws his sword very quickly, able to block the surrounding soldiers' siege, and will not be killed again.

  However, in this endless slaughter, Xiao Fan has changed completely. He seems to have lost his memory and only has one consciousness left: to kill all these soldiers, swinging the mechanical sword in his hand.

  At some point, Xiao Fan's eyes had turned completely blood red, and his entire body was rolling with a bloody killing aura, this was the kind of killing aura that could only be possessed by someone who had slaughtered millions of lives.

  If it were in the mortal world, no one would dare to do so, for killing too many lives would create immense karma and cause oneself to fall into demonic tribulation, unable to extricate themselves. Moreover, it would provoke heavenly punishment; the Heavenly Way is sentient and does not permit the strong to slaughter the innocent.

  However, in this mysterious blood-colored space, Xiao Fan killed countless soldiers, and the bloody killing intent surrounded him, but not a hint of heavenly punishment appeared.

  It didn't know how long it took, ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years; the originally dense and numerous crimson soldiers were cleaned up by Xiao Fan, the crimson wave disappeared, and in the entire crimson space, there was only Xiao Fan left.

  Xiao Fan's entire body was crimson, with a murderous aura condensing around him that refused to disperse. He was like a madman, his long sword still dancing rapidly in his hand. He had already entered a state of frenzy, his killing intent piercing the sky and actually dispersing the blood-colored clouds in the air, revealing a dull gray sky. Gray-colored energy currents flowed through the air, and if an extremely powerful being were present, they would discover that it was the legendary Chaos Energy.

  A dark and murky aura of chaos seemed to have a consciousness, flowing into Xiao Fan's body like water, washing away his physical form.

  Only to see a faint red mist emanating from Xiao Fan's body, which was the demonic energy that Xiao Fan had accumulated after being trapped in the killing array. The primordial energy washed away all the demonic energy within Xiao Fan's body.

  Before long, the blood red color in Xiao Fan's eyes receded, his head cleared up, and he stood dazed on the spot, muttering softly: "It's finally over." Thinking of everything he had encountered in this mysterious bloody space, Xiao Fan still had lingering fears. Being killed once and again, reviving time and again, this feeling was really too painful. Fortunately, Xiao Fan persisted until the end, and slaughtered all the soldiers, breaking through this level.

  "I don't know how much time has passed."

  Xiao Fan whispered softly, at this moment, he had eliminated all heart demons and recovered everything, but the experiences in this bloody space had already been deeply imprinted in his mind. Suddenly, there was a hint of meaning.