Chapter 1436

There is no whites in the dark eyes. It seems that the pupils melt and devour everything around, making the whole pair of eyes... Completely black.

The color of desire is exactly the same.

Not only that, but also at the moment when the emperor opened his eyes, there were wisps of black fog rising on his body. While surrounding him, it also continued to spread outward. Looking from a distance, it was as if the emperor had become the source of black. The wisps of black fog scattered were like tentacles, shocking.

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes shrink suddenly, and he felt the strong breath and fluctuation of desire in the emperor. The strength of this breath was more than any desire Lord he had met before. Even if he integrated the seven emotions and perfected the six desires, the desire formed by his homologous desire was still far inferior to that of the emperor.

As if... Here is the source of desire!

This discovery shocked Wang Baole's mind, and he had a guess faintly. Before his guess could emerge more clearly in his mind, the emperor opened his eyes, slightly lowered his head on the seat at the top of the ladder, and looked at Wang Baole.

At a glance, Wang Baole's heart boomed, as if a force with supreme hegemony came directly to occupy his whole body and devour everything.

Fortunately, Wang Baole himself was not vulgar. With the fine light shining in his eyes, he did not move at all, like a reef in the sea.

For a long time, the emperor on the seat at the top of the ladder withdrew his eyes and sighed softly.

This sigh, with vicissitudes, seems to contain the passage of time. It echoes in this hall for a long time, and even gives Wang Baole an illusion. It seems that this sigh came from a long time ago and fell into his ears, as if it made his own life appear signs of wilting.

"I... Failed, and you... Came late."

The voice of vicissitudes, after that sigh, echoed, forming waves of invisible impact, spread around, and also poured into Wang Baole's mind, making him breathe slightly faster.

"Is it worth it!" Wang Baole suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice was like a storm. In this hall, he touched the impact and formed a roar.

"I always pay attention to you... You have your pursuit, for your leisure... And I also have my own pursuit, for integrity, for the mission of previous lives." The emperor murmured. Although his voice was slight, it had some penetration in this hall.

"And you are just like me, a part of previous lives, but your pursuit is yourself, and my pursuit is the origin, so... Are you asking me if it's worth it?" Emperor said here, slowly sat up straight, and his upper body was slightly bent forward, looking down at Wang Baole.

"I also want to ask you, is it worth giving up your previous life?"

"Is it wrong to integrate with me and pursue our previous lives together?" The emperor's voice was dignified, and there was a trace of anger, as if he did not understand why... Wang Baole, transformed by this wisp of ghost, did not give up resistance earlier.

In that case, maybe... Everything is still in time.

Wang Baole is silent. Now he has absorbed the memory of the emperor and fused the clues he encountered in his life. Finally, in his heart, he has actually made clear his origin.

I am a remnant of the corpse in the coffin of the previous life, and so is the emperor. They are indeed one, but their independent consciousness makes two people who were originally one go in two different directions.

"What you seek is the past."

"What I seek is now." Wangbaole shook his head, looked at the emperor, and slowly opened his mouth.

"So, you're not wrong, and I'm... Not wrong, but if you look at the cost, I don't agree with your approach, because it's not worth it."

The emperor was silent. When he looked at Wang Baole, complex fluctuations also appeared in his dark eyes. From his consciousness, he did not think that there was any life in the universe, and he could have an equal dialogue with himself.

Even parrots are like this.

As for those generals, they are just under their command. They have no qualifications, except... This person in front of them is the only one qualified.

So in this silence, the emperor sighed again.

"It doesn't matter whether it was in the past or now..."

"Originally... If everything goes well, now we are complete. I think we should have left this universe and returned to our source." Emperor murmured, with confusion and regret in his eyes.

"Unfortunately, unfortunately... I thought this universe was special enough, but I still didn't think that this universe was special enough to the only extent that it was the origin of immortals..."

"I lost well... But I really want to know who I am... More importantly, who killed me... What I want to do most is to return to my hometown."

"You don't understand these... Because at the moment of your birth, around you, there is a complete world. You are accompanied, and you are not alone."

"But I'm not. I've been alone for countless years..."

"Maybe you were the first to be born... Your ideas will be the same as mine."

"But these are really not important, because... Desire, wake up."

Wang Baole was shocked. There was a sentence in the emperor's words that made him agree. Maybe if he was the first born, he would have a similar choice

In silence, Wang Baole listened to the last words of the emperor, and his eyes flashed. He remembered the missing paragraph in the memory picture of the emperor he saw, which contained the unknown problems that appeared in the emperor.

It is also this problem that led to the change of Yuanyu daokong and the birth of seven emotions and six desires.

"And then?" Wang Baole spoke calmly. He wanted to know what the problem was with the emperor. Although he had guessed at the bottom of his heart, he needed to confirm it.

The emperor shook his head and slowly lifted his right hand. The lifting process was very difficult. Wang Baole saw countless mists wrapped around the emperor's right hand, making its action seem to require great strength to complete.

In this lift, a soft light converged on the fingertips of the emperor's right hand. The light was not very bright, and it seemed to be reluctantly formed in the diffuse black fog. Finally, it turned into a light spot, separated from the emperor's surroundings, and flew to Wang Baole.

Until floating in front of wangbaole.

The smell of homology makes Wang Baole feel very clear. His intuition tells him that there is no harm in this light spot, but only a memory stored inside.

Then he pondered for a long time, and Wang Baole also raised his right hand. At the moment of gently touching this light spot, his mind hummed, and a memory... Like a picture, emerged.