Tang Yin in another world

  The oxygen in the cave was getting thinner and thinner, his consciousness was slowly leaving his body, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, he knew very clearly that once he closed his eyes, he might never open them again, to survive, he had to stay awake.

  The dense smoke had already filled the cave, and if it were an ordinary person, they would have fainted long ago. Tang Yin was able to hold on solely because of his super strong willpower and survival instincts.

  He didn't notice that the fresh blood flowing from his shoulder wound onto the ground hadn't disappeared, but instead was drawn to a nearby spot on the ground as if by some kind of suction, and then vanished without a trace. The blood flowing from the hole also flowed to that spot and then disappeared without a trace.

  Just as Tang Yin's legs were about to give out and his body was swaying precariously, he suddenly felt the ground beneath his buttocks tremble slightly.

  He wasn't very sure, because his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, it could also be his illusion.

  "Boom!"

  In the silent cave, a sudden muffled sound was heard, and Tang Yin was startled, struggling to lift his eyelids to look around.

  He looked twice, suspecting that his eyes had been blinded by the thick smoke, and yet he saw such a strange thing. He couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, his eyes gradually widened and his mouth subconsciously slowly opened.

  Not far from him, a hand stretched out from the ground, which was more like a skeleton than an arm. The bones had turned dark brown due to their age, and there were blackened dry muscles connecting the joints.

  In a black hole where it was originally impossible for anyone to discover, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground, which was eerie to the extreme. Tang Yin's scalp felt numb and his hair stood on end. If he hadn't covered his mouth and nose with his clothes, he would have definitely shouted out in surprise at this time.

  "Ka, ka——"

  As the sound of the stone cracking, the ground around his arm began to crack, and then the cracks grew bigger and more numerous, as if the earth was breathing, rising and falling.

  Tang Yin, who was close by, stared blankly, he had an impulse to escape immediately, but his body seemed to suddenly not belong to him, unable to move, and could only sit stupidly in place.

  "Hoo! Hoo-ray!"

  Suddenly, the gravel on the ground burst open, and a skull with no skin but only dry flesh sat up from the ground. Although the cave was filled with thick smoke, Tang Yin seemed to still smell a rotten smell.

  It's... it's a ghost, right?!

  Tang Yin never believed in the existence of ghosts. He had killed so many people, and the number of souls that died under his knife was unknown, but not a single ghost had ever found him. However, now he couldn't explain what was happening, anyway, this day his world completely changed.

  Gurgling, gurgling!

  A withered skull slowly rose from the ground, and Tang Yin's heartbeat quickened. He heard the sound of the skull's bones creaking as it moved, and saw its head slowly turning towards him.

  He couldn't see the skull's eyes, only two black holes that flickered with a ghostly red light. When those two rays of red light fell on Tang Yin's face, he seemed to forget to breathe for a moment, and an invisible pressure suddenly came, as if it was going to crush his body into pieces.

  The skull, which was originally lifeless, now had life and was walking step by step towards Tang Yin.

  Tang Yin's body was unable to move, his eyes wide open as the skull approached him, bending down at the waist, its head close to his own, that bloodless, ferocious face almost touching his own.

  Without warning, a dazzling light suddenly shot out from the center of the skull's eyebrows, shooting straight to Tang Yin's forehead, and he only felt his head buzzing for a moment, then everything went black.

  Tang Yin felt that he had a long dream. In his dream, he became a dark spiritual practitioner named Yan Lie.

  He deeply loved that woman, the woman named Crystal.

  He can do everything for her, dedicate everything to her, even his own life.

  For her, he engaged in a decisive battle with five top-ranking Luminous Spirit Masters in the Xianyin Valley.

  That battle can be considered a pinnacle showdown between the light system Ling Wu and the dark system Ling Wu.

  In the end, neither side achieved victory, and both ended up being defeated.

  He didn't ask for her gratitude, nor did he ask for her repayment. However, ironically, Crystal betrayed him, betraying the vows they had made to each other. After he had done everything for her, she actually brought in Xuan Zhenzi and ruthlessly killed him when he was seriously injured.

  He would never forget Xuan Zhenzi's mad laughter in front of him, and his intimate posture with the crystal.

  In his dream, Tang Yin could clearly feel the severe pain before Yan Li's death. It was not physical pain, but a suffering that came from the heart and was branded on the soul. The bitter pain of betrayal was like sulfuric acid, burning and corroding his body layer by layer...

  "Crystal..."

  Tang Yin's eyes snapped open, and he muttered out a name that was both familiar and strange to him.

  Yan Lie was dead, but before he died, he used the Death Sacrifice of the Dark Spirit Martial Arts. The Death Sacrifice is the only sacrificial skill in the Dark Spirit Martial Arts that can be considered a tribute, and it allows him to revive with blood and merge with the life closest to him, causing the other party to inherit his memories and abilities.

  Five hundred years later, the brutal battle that took place in the valley of Xianyin Mountain resulted in the deaths of over 3,000 Wind Country soldiers at the bottom of the valley. The blood of the soldiers awakened Yanlie, and Tang Yin, who was the only survivor and closest to him, naturally became his successor. Unfortunately, his spiritual energy had been depleted, and Tang Yin did not inherit much of it.

  When Tang Yin came to, the severe skeleton had already disappeared, it had transformed into spiritual energy and was absorbed by him while he was unconscious.

  Although he didn't get much spiritual energy, the severe memory had benefited Tang Yin greatly. At least he now understood the world he was in.

  The country where he is located is called Haotian, founded by Yinzhun, with its capital in Shangjing. There are nine major vassal states within the Haotian Empire, namely Zhen, Yu, Mo, Feng, Ning, An, Chuan, Huan and Shenchi. Two hundred years after Yinzhun's founding of the country, the central imperial power gradually weakened, while the local vassals' influence greatly increased. Gradually, the local forces had reached a level where they could rival the central imperial court. However, during Shangjing's time, although there were often conflicts and frictions between the various vassal states, they did not dare to easily engage in conflict due to their consideration of the Shangjing imperial court's power. The war that Tang Yin had just experienced was also difficult to explain with Shangjing's memories, only knowing that those soldiers wearing black armor were from Fengguo, which was also Shangjing's hometown.

  But this area of Xianyin Mountain is not part of Fengguo's territory, and I don't know why soldiers from Fengguo would appear here.

  Having a severe memory, it's as if Tang Yin and Yan Lie, two people who have nothing to do with each other, are merged into one, becoming a single entity. However, this has not made Tang Yin feel at ease, but instead his mood is even heavier.

  He understood why he was experiencing all these inexplicable things, it was because for some unknown reason, he had suddenly come from the world he was in to this strange and mysterious world, and what's worse, he couldn't find a way back. Secondly, he inherited the intense grief and desperation of Yan Lie before his death. He hated Crystal's betrayal, yet at the same time, he couldn't help but deeply love this woman, even though she had given him an eternal shame that could never be washed away.

  Must find crystal!

  Tang Yin suddenly sat up from the ground, and his mind was filled with Crystal's image. Thinking about it, he shook his head again, trying to shake off Crystal's image from his thoughts. After all, Crystal was a serious problem, not his own problem. However, no matter how hard he tried, Crystal's smile would always appear in his mind unintentionally.

  In the end, he could only give up and suddenly realized that his soul had thoroughly merged with Tang Yin's. The people and things Tang Yin cared about also became the ones he cared about. In other words, he was now both himself and Tang Yin.

  It seems I can only go find the crystal first and settle this matter... Tang Yin muttered to himself.

  As for what to do after finding the crystal, Tang Yin was not clear. At least, he had a love-hate relationship with the crystal, hating it to the bone and loving it so much that he couldn't bear to hurt a single hair on her head. Having such strong contrasting feelings towards one person was something Tang Yin had never experienced before, and this feeling also made him feel very strange.

  He let out a long sigh, and came back to his senses. It was only then that he discovered the fire in the valley had gone out, and the thick smoke inside the cave had also disappeared without a trace. He slowly got up, feeling exceptionally light and agile, not only did he not feel any pain from his injuries, but he felt even stronger than before. Even the wounds on his body had healed, as good as new.

  This should be the result of absorbing spiritual energy. Tang Yin stood still, holding his breath, quietly feeling the flow of spiritual energy in his body, although it was not as much as the original spiritual energy, but at least he had laid the foundation, to know that the most difficult thing about dark spiritual martial arts is entering the door, this is also the reason why people who practice dark spiritual martial arts are far fewer than those who practice light spiritual martial arts.

  Tang Yin's body had little spiritual energy, and he couldn't move the giant boulder at the entrance of the cave. However, it wasn't a problem to enlarge the dog-sized entrance a bit. He crawled out of the mountain cave, looked around left and right, and saw that the vast valley was filled with charred and twisted corpses as far as the eye could see. The air was thick with a strong smell of burnt flesh, making one feel nauseous.

  These corpses were all Wind Country warriors who died far from home. He slowly clenched his fists, his teeth tightly biting his lips. The sorrow and indignation in his heart did not come from Tang Yin, but from Yan Lie.

  The fallen leaves must return to their roots, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability to transport so many corpses back to Fengguo, nor did he have the ability to bury them on the spot, and could only watch as they lay exposed in the wilderness.

  Alas! He let out a long sigh, steeled himself and ran towards the outside of the valley in big strides. He felt that if he stayed here for one more second, he would go crazy.