Chapter 1 The Well of Samsara

Opening the seal of the Well of Samsara should have been a very troublesome affair.

That secret space hidden beneath the royal city required the presence of at least seven of the Monster Kingdom's primeval-level monsters or elders. Only by performing a ritual together could these seven "people" open it.

Fortunately, due to the current situation in the kingdom, the high-ranking monster bigwigs were mostly gathered... not to mention seven elders, seventeen could be mustered.

Furthermore, given the urgency of the situation, no dissenting voices would try to stop Brother Jue from jumping into the well.

Therefore, just ten minutes later, Feng Bujue and his party had arrived at the entrance to the Well of Samsara.

"Having Brother Zun here to meet me is enough. The rest of you should go outside and defend the city walls." Before departing, Feng Bujue naturally had to give instructions. "If the city has fallen and everyone is dead before I return, then my trip will be meaningless."

"Brother Jue... is this going to work...?" Xiao Tan seemed a little worried. "None of the elders know what's down in this well. I think this trip of yours is a bit risky."

"Otherwise... I'll go in with you?" Xu Huai Shang suggested. "With two people, there's more room to maneuver if something unexpected happens."

"No need," Feng Bujue replied. "Even if I were to take someone with me, in terms of character abilities, Xiao Tan would be more suitable than you. It's too wasteful to not have your combat power outside killing monsters."

"Then I..." Xiao Tan began to respond.

Brother Jue interrupted him again. "But I don't want you to go either, because if I fail, your 'power of time' and 'black flames' will be the only remaining means of fighting the Fighting Demon."

"Hey, hey... don't suddenly tell me to go fight the strongest boss in the universe... Just thinking about it is giving me a lot of pressure!" Xiao Tan's complaint was heartfelt.

In reality, Xiao Tan was very strong, but he was always a step behind those top-tier experts. That one step... lay in his lack of "will to fight." Because of his gentle and kind nature, he had a certain resistance to the act of "killing" itself... Unlike those who could "enjoy fighting," Xiao Tan was very passive in this regard.

Therefore, although his potential and hard power fully qualified him to join the ranks of top players in Thriller Paradise, because he subjectively did not pursue combat and becoming stronger, he would basically never have the idea of "fighting the Fighting Demon one-on-one and finding a way to kill it."

"Heh... I'm just saying." Feng Bujue understood Xiao Tan very well. He didn't want the latter to bear things he didn't want to bear, so he always spoke of the worst possible outcome in a relaxed manner, building a psychological defense for his companions while preparing himself to take on the most severe challenges. "Don't worry, I will definitely succeed in obtaining the power and returning. Until then... you guys have to do your best."

"Hmph... we'll work hard even if you don't tell us," Dian He Wang snorted.

"Casually tossing a mountain of burden onto our backs, huh... that's certainly your usual way of doing things," Billy laughed.

Bill also made a (￣.￣) face at the appropriate time.

"Okay! I'll give it my all too!" Xiao Tan looked very inspired. As expected, he was still naive and easily persuaded...

"Since you've said that... I also promise to hold out until you return," Xu Huai Shang said solemnly. "I believe that with the strength of everyone... the Monster Kingdom... the last line of defense in this main universe, will definitely not fall today."

"Mm... everyone's morale is good." At this time, only Zhuan Xie Zun did not integrate into the surging atmosphere. "Are you done talking? Hurry up and defend! And you... hurry up and jump! In the time you've been talking, hundreds more people might have been lost up there!"

...

After Brother Zun poured that bucket of cold water, everyone dispersed.

Wang Tanzhi, Xu Huai Shang, the Billy brothers, and Dian He Wang left the underground space and returned to the city walls to start fighting.

As for Feng Bujue... after staring at the huge wellhead that emitted a bluish-white light and resembled an abyss for a moment, he spread his arms and made a dashing "leap of faith," jumping into the well...

The feeling of falling was very strange. The feeling of the wind rushing past his cheeks, the feeling of gravity dragging his body, the feeling of water or some other substance covering his body... none of it.

It was as if all sense of time and space... had disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, countless whispers, flashback-like images, and pure "emotions" and "intentions"... flooded into Brother Jue's sea of consciousness irresistibly.

This feeling was like the panoramic view of one's life experienced before death, but not his own panoramic view... but the panoramic view of countless others, even non-human creatures.

Even just a few seconds of such an experience was enough to drive a person insane.

But... Feng Bujue actually felt... great.

Perhaps it was because his soul was special, perhaps the system was protecting him from mental breakdown, or perhaps... he was a madman to begin with.

In this well, Feng Bujue actually felt like a fish in water, as if he was doing a pleasant bungee jump with his soul.

But just as he gradually became addicted to this pleasure and was about to lose himself, this strange physical sensation suddenly disappeared.

When he came back to his senses, he was standing in a huge space. Its surroundings seemed to have infinite boundaries, and all directions were filled with unknown substances similar to spirit particles, emitting a soft light.

"Mm... interesting." Regaining consciousness, Feng Bujue looked up. Above him, it looked like an inverted abyss. "Which world is in the well, and which world is outside the well..."

Just as he was talking to himself, suddenly! An extremely penetrating male voice rang out...

"What does it matter where you are, or what world you are in? One only needs to know where they are going in the future, and that is enough..."

"May I ask..." Feng Bujue looked back in the direction of the voice and said, "...who is the person who comes?"

As his voice fell, the figure appeared.

He saw a man, holding a long halberd, walking slowly; his appearance was tall and martial, his long hair flowing. In his black hair, there were a few strands of silver-white mixed in at the tips of his forehead and temples. Underneath a fur coat, was a suit of jet-black Wujin (black gold) armor.

"Sa feng zhan, wen tu han, shei yu gong yin, shei gan dang guan? Yan ji gui ming ren bu huan!" (The wind blows, the road is cold, who will drink with me, who dares to stand guard? The Swallow Halberd returns, but the man does not!)

Brother Jue never expected that he would be greeted with... a verse.

"Yan Guiren?" Feng Bujue never expected that he would meet a character from the "Pili" world here.

"Feng Bujue." Yan Guiren... also recognized Brother Jue. "I have been waiting here for a long time."

"Oh?" Brother Jue smiled. "You know me? And you knew I was coming?"

Yan Guiren did not answer his question, but said coldly, "If you have something to say..." As he spoke, he flung the long halberd resting on his shoulder, instantly adopting a fighting stance, "...let's talk after we fight."