He entered, went further and further, just one step away from that bright world behind. Bai Yi couldn't see clearly what was in that bright world. He even wondered if he would be burned and disappear by the scorching light if he entered that world. Isn't it said that ghosts can't withstand light? If the soul dies, the body will decay, right? Slowly corroded into a pile of white bones in the dark without daylight, finally crushed into powder and scattered by the wind, finally disappearing completely in this world. It's a bit regretful, he doesn't have any descendants, no one to erect a tombstone and sweep his grave, and no one will remember him for long. What about those people who have a connection to his life? If he hadn't left back then and had died in that little village while still so young, at least the people in the village would have let out a long sigh and said, "How pitiful, he's still so young, why did he leave?"

Where is Master? If Master knew that he died in the Southern Barbarians, would he regret not letting him train properly before sending him on this experience? Would he shed a tear for him? Would he still think of him as his disciple in many years to come... If that's the case, then he would be content.

Where is Muzi He? If Muzi He knew that he had died, he would probably feel regretful. After all, he had once saved his life, so he should remember him. Even if it was just a moment, it would be enough to comfort him in this world.

Bai Yi kept thinking and pondering, completely unaware that he had already stepped into the light. This light did not seem glaring to him, and he was oblivious to any changes in temperature. Only his eyes could perceive the colors. However, his soul was emitting a chill, cold, so cold, even beneath the seemingly warm radiance, there was a bone-chilling coldness.

As Bai Yi walked, he noticed that the black figure in front of him had stopped. Where have they arrived?

Bai Yi lowered his head to look but was blinded by the reflection... He rubbed his eyes and strained to see below, only to find himself in another desolate land... It was... an endless desert...

Looking up, the surroundings were all monotonous yellow. No, even the sky over there was still yellow. The vastness of the desert filled one's heart with waves of weariness and powerlessness, causing doubt in one's heart... This world seemed forever impossible to escape from...

Bai Yi looked towards the silhouette in front of him, feeling confused. He didn't know when it started, but his memory was deteriorating. He had already begun to forget why he had stopped and stayed here just a second ago.

"The Great Emperor is compassionate towards all beings. Those on the brink of death can be reborn. The desert is a passage to rebirth, and the deceased are given a sky burial." After the dark figure finished speaking, it turned around and walked away, disappearing in the next second.

As the shadow finished uttering those tantalizing words, Bai Yi's soul started plummeting downwards at an incredible speed, eventually crashing onto the desert.

On the other side of the desert lies eternal darkness, while on this side of the desert is eternal brightness. Without change, one cannot sense the passage of time, let alone know which year or month it is.

Rebirth... Rebirth... Bai Yi, who had fallen into the desert, slowly climbed up, with only one thought in his mind—rebirth. But why rebirth? And where does rebirth lead to? No, that's not right... What is rebirth? This seemingly boundless desert made Bai Yi feel like he was in a vast white world.

Walking in that eternal world of light, I don't know how many years have passed. There is no one, no animals, not even weeds. I am all alone, drifting in the desert. Until one day, a series of bells came from the distance, and there were voices calling out within those bells. The song they sang belonged to the desert's ballads.

Baby sleeps, cover with a floral blanket; baby wakes, eats fried pancakes; if baby doesn't sleep, gets poked with a stick! Following his instinct, Bai Yi followed the sound of the song, one step, two steps, three steps... Bai Yi didn't know how long he had been walking. Finally, the sound of the song faded away.

The melodic sound of a bell came from a leisurely walking camel, on top of which lay a man with a face covered in a thick beard. He sang the songs of the desert joyfully, seemingly never ceasing and tireless.

"May I ask you a question, sir? Do you know what it means to transcend?" Bai Yi approached the man near the camel and loudly asked.

"If I knew what 'rebirth' meant, I wouldn't be wandering in this desert. People are all so foolish."

"Then, where should I go to seek the path of rebirth?"

"I don't know either. Everyone's way of passing on is different."

"What do you mean?"

I have heard people say that someone passed away after taking one hundred million steps. There are also those who buried themselves in the sand for countless years and achieved eternal rest. There are even people who meet their demise upon finding their one-thousandth camel.

"There are other people in this desert?" Bai Yi was somewhat surprised. He had been wandering for so many years and never encountered anyone.

Of course, everything I heard was told to me by the person I met before.

"When did you encounter that person?"

Hmm... At that time, I sang my one thousandth nursery rhyme.

"Where did you hear this ballad?"

"I can't remember... I can't remember, Lao Hu, I can't remember anything anymore. It seems like one day, out of nowhere, it just naturally hummed out of my mouth."

"What about you? How do you plan to attain rebirth?"

"I don't know, but I have already sung the ballad ten thousand times. I have a feeling that I will attain salvation after singing this ballad ten thousand times."

"What about me? Do you know how I should pass away?"

"You'll have to search for this on your own."

The man finished speaking and then started singing a folk song. He waved his hand and gently pulled on the camel's mane. Bai Yi, seeing this, stopped asking and watched from a distance as the man slowly rode away on the camel. Bai Yi felt a hint of envy.

What is my rebirth? Watching the man drifting away, Bai Yi began to wander in the boundless desert once again. Gradually, he started feeling tired. It's really strange, why would a soul get tired? At this moment, he also wanted a camel to take him to find his rebirth.

Will there be a camel that belongs to him, wandering in this desert just like him, eagerly waiting to meet him?

Just as Bai Yi found hope to set off again in the desert, most of those who had been possessed by the eyes in the dark world had also passed through that world. In their eyes, this was a land of eternal brightness. Looking far into the distance, all they could see was a vast expanse of land, and even from afar, they could see the shadow of a magnificent palace.

Is that the palace of the Southern Barbarian Emperor? Will the inheritance be inside? Everyone's hearts were ignited with fervent speculation.

Amongst these figures, the silhouette of Mu Zihe was still nowhere to be seen.

If one were to observe carefully, among these people, they would notice that they naturally formed groups of two, and they could also sense that the individuals within each pair possessed something similar to themselves. Upon witnessing this, the geniuses present had a rough understanding of the fierce battle that would ensue in the future. They could only place their trust in the person whom they were grouped with. Some secretly rejoiced at being grouped with their friends, while others were forced to team up with their enemies. However, in this world, there are only eternal interests, and no absolute enemies.