"Vast Righteous Qi!"
When Lin Yi spoke these four words in the great hall, Frederick instead burst into loud, mocking laughter:
"He absolutely would never guess whose hand those four words ca from, hahaha~"
Laughing as he spoke, Frederick seed to be reminiscing about sothing; in that booming laughter there was even a trace of nostalgia and reluctance.
Wolff didn’t feel much about it, he just casually chuckled on the side.
Because this kind of emotion, to Wolff, was completely unnecessary.
If it weren’t for so particular reason, Wolff was probably still sleeping like a cat sowhere at this very mont.
"The show’s starting!"
Watching Lin Yi push open the great door and walk inside, Frederick’s face suddenly showed a wistful smile as he said:
"I really want to know how you’re going to choose this ti."
Wolff had clearly heard Frederick’s mutter to himself.
But Wolff didn’t respond; just like Frederick, he stared thoughtfully at Lin Yi in the image.
...
...
The door of the great hall slowly opened in front of Lin Yi.
Before he opened it, Lin Yi had already imagined countless possible scenes behind the door in his mind:
Would it be pavilions and towers with carved dragons and painted beams;
Or a quiet, elegant courtyard;
Or perhaps a completely different World, maybe even a desert with yellow sand swirling in the sky?
At first Lin Yi was actually amused by his own wild imagination:
"No way."
But when Lin Yi truly opened the door and saw the scene beyond, he was shocked on the spot.
Those eyes were like they’d seen sothing terrifying, filled with disbelief:
"Holy shit!"
Refusing to accept it, Lin Yi tried to close the door and start over.
But in reality, when Lin Yi reached out to grab the door, his hand closed on empty air.
Only then did Lin Yi realize the door of the great hall had long since vanished without a trace.
And what exactly had Lin Yi seen that could shock him like this, even though he’d been ntally prepared?
What lay outside the great hall door was actually sothing like a chaotic World, without any sign of life.
The only thing there was the eight tightly shut doors lined up in front of Lin Yi!
If that were all, Lin Yi wouldn’t have been so agitated or anything.
After all, over this past year, Lin Yi’s experiences would’ve been enough to fill an autobiography.
What truly stunned Lin Yi to the point of no return were the eight large characters on those eight doors.
When Lin Yi saw those eight characters, his whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cave, hands and feet going cold:
"This... no way."
The eight characters carved on the doors were:
"Open, Rest, Life, Harm, Block, View, Death, Shock."
Doesn’t that look familiar to you?
As soone from Hua Country, Lin Yi couldn’t have been more familiar with it.
Wasn’t this exactly:
"Qin Dunjia, Eight Trigrams Array?!"
The reason this thing left such a deep impression on Lin Yi was thanks to that Seal of the Eight-Clawed Fire Python beneath Celestial River City.
The Seal Lin Yi had undone under Celestial River City back then was precisely this familiar Eight Trigrams Array in front of him.
If there was any difference between the two, it was that what stood before him now was far more three-dinsional, making one feel ’personally present inside it’.
Whereas the Seal beneath Celestial River City seed much more ’crude’ in comparison.
"Wait! That’s not right!"
Lin Yi suddenly thought of sothing, and a tingling numbness crawled over his scalp.
He stared in disbelief at the eight doors before him, mumbling:
"Could this really just be a coincidence?"
But the next second Lin Yi himself vetoed that possibility outright and said:
"Impossible!"
Lin Yi refused to believe such coincidences would keep happening to him again and again.
Then Lin Yi lifted his head and looked up into the endless firmant, and that single glance felt like it could pierce ti and space, directly locking eyes with Pope Frederick.
Suddenly, with a loud "clang~", the door behind Lin Yi slamd shut.
At the sa ti, Lin Yi now stood within the circle of eight doors, his feet on top of the Eight Trigrams Plate.
This sudden change didn’t surprise Lin Yi; he had even anticipated it, his face full of bitter smiles and helplessness.
He never would have thought that the so-called Illusion Array Holland ntioned would actually be this Legendary Eight Trigrams Array in front of him.
Lin Yi had already broken one once beneath Celestial River City, so he was extrely familiar with it.
He recalled what Pope Frederick had said before:
"Only the one who survives will be chosen as Divine Son... if that really is the case."
You have to know, the people of this World don’t know what Qin Dunjia is at all, nor do they know what an Eight Trigrams Array is.
Forget the Eight Trigrams Array.
They probably don’t even know what the eight big characters carved on the doors represent.
The Eight Trigrams Array is fad for its trickery; one wrong step leads to another, and another.
Those who don’t grasp the thod—no matter if they spend their entire life—will never walk out of here.
For the people of the Nine Nether Continent, this is an unsolvable death ga.
But for Lin Yi, breaking this array was sothing that could be done in re minutes.
From this alone it was clear that everyone’s ending seed to have been decided from the very beginning.
Because in this World, aside from himself, there was simply no one who could walk out of here alive.
That ant the supporting-role fate of the other 49 candidates had been sealed from the start.
Lin Yi stood before the Life Gate, recalling:
"The Eight Trigrams Array follows the eight gates of Rest, Life, Harm, Block, View, Death, Shock, Open. Enter from due east’s Life Gate, break out via the southwest’s Rest Gate, then re-enter from due north’s Open Gate—thus the array can be broken."
Now, as long as Lin Yi followed this thod, he could easily break the array, then naturally beco the Light Church’s Divine Son and obtain the key to unlock [Paradise Island], completing this mission.
Yet when ’victory’ was right within reach, Lin Yi’s feet felt as heavy as two mountains; he simply couldn’t lift them.
Because Lin Yi couldn’t imagine: if he won, then what about the rest of those people?
At the instant the truth was revealed, a surge of humiliation at being manipulated by others suddenly rose in Lin Yi’s heart.
Right now, he was like a chess piece in soone’s hand, every step he took seemingly calculated in advance by another.
No wonder that the mont he arrived in this World, he just happened to catch the Light Church’s Divine Son selection;
And being chosen as Divine Son just happened to grant him the [Paradise Island] key he needed;
No wonder even soone as lofty as the Pope of Light would actively help sign him up;
It should be that from the mont Lin Yi received this mission, everything had already fallen under soone’s control.
The so-called Divine Son selection was rely a way for him to obtain that key ’with perfect justification’.
As for such a result, Lin Yi couldn’t say he disliked or liked it.
But there was one thing they might have gotten wrong.
Fate let a broke loser like him fight his way up through rebirth to get here; even if he’s a chess piece, Lin Yi can accept that.
But now, they were making him choose between 49 living, breathing lives and a single mission...
Staring at the Life Gate in front of him, Lin Yi suddenly turned around and walked toward the Death Gate behind him under Frederick’s incredulous gaze. Frederick instantly leapt to his feet in fury and roared:
"Don’t you dare!"
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