Once, someone had told Qi Xia that for the outside world, time in the Zhong Yan Zhi Di was relatively still. Now, it seemed that was indeed the case. Even if it wasn't completely still, time here passed much more slowly than outside. After all, when Qi Xia first set foot here, he could still see the powder lingering and drifting in the sky for a long time. He had spent so much time in another place, yet here, everything looked as if it had only just settled. Breathing in the scents around him, gazing at this unfamiliar environment, and feeling the solid ground beneath his feet, even Qi Xia couldn't quite describe the emotions stirring inside him. Was it nostalgia...? Or hatred?
After what felt like an eternity, Tian Long returned to his dominion of Tao Yuan with weary eyes. But he felt no joy at all. Stepping onto this land only confirmed that his rule with Qing Long was officially heading toward failure. Yet, even Tian Long hadn't realized that coming here was merely a part of the eternity. This long journey was far from its end.
Qi Xia examined the "door" of the Ji Le Qian Zhuang and discovered that when he re-entered it, he wouldn't return to the Xue Rou Zhi Cheng but would emerge from the wardrobe in the Jin Si Hou's room. At that moment, one side of the door led to the Ji Le Qian Zhuang, and the other to the Jin Si Hou's room. The Jin Si Hou's room had its own exit, but outside that exit was only void—the "corridor" had been shattered.
Tian Long realized that his "disintegrated" "train" was just the corridor. In his near-death state, he had thought that destroying the entire corridor would leave all the rooms floating in nothingness. This resulted in countless rooms no longer connected, each drifting separately through unrelated spaces.
Faced with these scattered rooms floating in the vast sky, what could Qi Xia do? Tian Long had once again underestimated Qi Xia's determination. With the Jin Si Hou's room as a starting point, Qi Xia already had a plan in mind. It would take a long time, but it was the most reliable option available.
He began summoning the doors of various rooms from the infinite starry expanse, using the Jin Si Hou's room as the origin. He had spent seven years on the "train," so while he couldn't claim to know every detail, he still remembered the general layout of the people. Starting from the Jin Si Hou's room, every time he summoned a "door," he used blood flesh to create a connection between the doors. Then, he would use the new "door" as the origin to summon others.
In this space, as long as he wanted to enter a particular Sheng Xiao room, that room's "door" would drift toward him. Like a master of space in the cosmos, he pieced together the fragmented areas with his own blood flesh.
After an unimaginably long period, Qi Xia had used blood flesh ropes to clumsily connect all the rooms on the "train," including the engine room and all the "Tian Ji" rooms. From a distance, the rooms looked like a bizarre and grand writhing tree, with blood flesh branches linking countless faintly glowing "doors" in the dark void.
This time, he was determined to lead everyone to escape, but not to a false world made of blood flesh. Instead, it would be a new world where everyone could live normally.
Back in the Ji Le Qian Zhuang, Qi Xia began pondering his next steps. For this plan to proceed smoothly, several prerequisites were needed, and he couldn't achieve them alone. By this point, his "belief" had reached its peak after centuries, so he attempted to create real humans based on his memories of those who had once lived.
The first person he created was "Qiao Wu," Zhang Li Juan. The second was "Hun Qian," Zhang Chen Ze.
When he saw them again, Qi Xia smiled for the first time in what felt like an eternity. He never imagined he would reunite with them in this way, and just seeing their familiar faces brought him an unprecedented sense of peace.
The two of them never expected that the "god" who created them did so only to kill them. They felt as if they had parted from Qi Xia just yesterday, but he spent several days explaining the current situation to them. Their reactions were no different from any previous time. Zhang Chen Ze quickly grasped the pros and cons, while Zhang Li Juan, though only half-understanding, was willing to help.
Qi Xia asked Zhang Li Juan to reconstruct the entire corridor, replacing the existing blood flesh. With the rooms already set up, this task wasn't difficult for her. She had run along the corridor before and was familiar with its wooden structure.
Using materials from the Zhong Yan Zhi Di, they built a realistic wooden corridor. Once it was done, he dispersed all the blood flesh supporting it, letting it drift into the void. The "train" was now fully restored.
"Zhang Li Juan, I owe you a favor," Qi Xia said. "If there's really a day we can escape, even at the last moment, I'll make sure you go."
Zhang Li Juan wasn't sure if she understood, but she nodded blankly.
Finally, Qi Xia created a third person: a new version of himself.
The two Qi Xias exchanged a knowing look, and with just a glance, they confirmed the plan.
"If the 'Fan Pan Zhe' boards the 'train,' you will become a 'Can Yu Zhe,'" Qi Xia said.
"If the 'Fan Pan Zhe' boards the 'train,' I will become a 'Can Yu Zhe,'" the other Qi Xia repeated.
"Even if you lose your thoughts and consciousness, you will become a 'Can Yu Zhe' on that day," Qi Xia said.
"Even if I lose my thoughts and consciousness, I will become a 'Can Yu Zhe' on that day," the other Qi Xia repeated.
"You will only become a 'Can Yu Zhe' on the day of the final battle."
"I will only become a 'Can Yu Zhe' on the day of the final battle."
After these oath-like statements, Zhang Li Juan and Zhang Chen Ze exchanged confused glances, staring at the two Qi Xias and wondering what they were plotting.
"Finally... at the crucial moment, you need to change the position of the 'doors' according to my will," Qi Xia said. "They are part of your blood flesh, and you will make the salvation at the end."
"Okay..." the other Qi Xia nodded, engraving the words in his heart.
Then, Qi Xia handed a knife to Zhang Chen Ze and pointed at the created Qi Xia. "Kill him."
"Huh?"
Zhang Chen Ze was taken aback by the sudden turn of events.
"Kill him and 'Hun Qian' him to the entire corridor," Qi Xia said. "I owe you a favor too, and I'll repay it at the final moment."
The two of them didn't fully understand Qi Xia's intentions, and Zhang Chen Ze was reluctant to kill. However, in this strange situation, rationality prevailed, and she agreed.
With her left hand touching the floor of the entire "train," she plunged the knife into the other Qi Xia's neck with her right hand.
Under the effect of "Hun Qian," the whole "train" became a special "Can Yu Zhe" waiting to awaken.
When Tian Long saw this, his back broke out in a cold sweat.
Wait... if the "Fan Pan Zhe" boards the "train," then the "train" itself becomes a "Can Yu Zhe"?
What kind of twisted implication was this?
He remembered "disintegrating" all the "Can Yu Zhe" in his dream, but on that day, the "corridor" was also a "Can Yu Zhe"... Based on this, did that mean he had unconsciously "disintegrated" the entire "train" corridor back then?
"White Yang... you..." Tian Long didn't know what to say. He realized that breaking this plan wasn't as simple as killing everyone. Even if they defeated all the "Fan Pan Zhe" on the "train," it would still fall apart on the final day.
In the end, with their consent and in exchange for a "better future," Qi Xia personally killed Zhang Chen Ze and Zhang Li Juan, then buried them carefully by the roadside.
This space of despair had always been like this. To truly lead everyone out, his hands would inevitably be stained with blood. Even if everything reset to seven years ago, he would start the killing and deception all over again, all for the sake of guiding everyone to a brand-new world.
This immense evil karma was aimed at achieving ultimate good, with extreme evil striving for a righteous outcome. If there truly was a "god" in this world, even that "god" probably wouldn't support his actions. So, he had to rely on himself. He would lead all his family out of this place of despair.
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