Qin Hao was in Ritian Villa, and everything around him that seemed ordinary became abnormal, and this world made him feel strange.

"Has history been rewritten for me again? What's going on? This is another new timeline?"

Qin Hao held his head, his brain was in a mess, guessing the current situation in front of him.

However, unlike last time, Qin Hao did not rewrite history or create a new timeline. Instead, he created a dark world that opposed reality through the fallen dark realm and the drop of omniscient and omnipotent blood that had not been sealed and imprisoned!

Fallen is the second life of the silent night, symbolizing darkness.

From an abstract perspective, whether it is depravity, holy priests, or reincarnation, the three great worlds of Ji Ye are equivalent to three different blank painting boards.

The corresponding artboard of the fall is a dark theme.

The corresponding artboard of the Holy Practice is the theme of light.

The corresponding artboard of reincarnation is the theme of chaos.

The theme tone of the artboard cannot be changed, but the content of the artboard is still blank.

However, Qin Hao's drop of omniscient and omnipotent blood is the paint that depicts the content, sprinkling ink on the blank painting board, creating a world belonging to Qin Hao.

In this world, all Qin Hao's emotions are integrated.

The difference is that the theme of the Fallen drawing board is darkness, so what Qin Hao created is not a world that is one to one with reality, but a dark world that runs exactly opposite to reality!

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu because I am in this mountain.

Qin Hao is in this situation at this moment. He is in darkness and naturally cannot understand the essence of darkness. He cannot sort out the logic of the whole thing based on guesses alone.

"Yue~Father-in-law, I..."

Qin Hao wanted to speak but stopped. This world made him feel strange, including Shangguan Feiyu in front of him.

However, Shangguan Feiyu did not reject Qin Hao, but showed an elegant smile and pushed the frame. The magnetic voice soothed Qin Hao, whose soul had not returned.

"Young man, you seem to be in the wrong place. This is not your world."

Shangguan Feiyu woke up the dreamer with a word. Qin Hao's heart trembled violently and a bitter smile spread to the corners of his lips.

"Yes, I seem to be in the wrong place, sorry."

Qin Hao can now be sure that this is not the Yanxia Empire he is familiar with, but now he is like a headless fly, and he has no idea why he entered this strange world.

However, this wonderful trip allowed Qin Hao to reunite with his dead mother-in-law Mo Jiuge after a long separation. This was Qin Hao's dream wish, and it was finally realized today.

"Who are you?"

Mo Jiuge walked forward and questioned. Fortunately, his tone was eased compared to before.

Qin Hao said awkwardly: "I am Qin Hao, and my courtesy name is Ritian."

"Haha, I'm still acting. My son-in-law is now handling official business in the Imperial City. Who do you think your disguise can deceive you!"

Mo Jiuge didn't believe in evil, so he raised his hand and grabbed Qin Hao's face.

"It hurts so much! Mother-in-law, show mercy, I'll make a living by relying on my face!"

Qin Hao screamed in pain and tears were almost squeezed out. But he didn't complain about Mo Jiuge in his heart. No matter what the reason, if he could meet Mo Jiuge again this time, his emotions were more excited and joy.

"This ~ this face is really original?"

Mo Jiuge pulled Qin Hao's face for a long time. He thought he could tear off the mask, but when she saw Qin Hao's face gradually red and swollen, she knew that this person had not used disguise and there was nothing wrong with this face.

After letting go of Qin Hao's face, Mo Jiuge took a step back and said incredibly: "Shangguan, what's going on? Why is this kid's face the same as our son-in-law?"

Qin Hao's situation is unprecedentedly embarrassing. He is obviously the son-in-law of the two elders in front of him, but he is not recognized.

"Mother-in-law, I..."

"Stop, don't scream!"

Qin Hao had no choice but to change his words and said calmly: "Ms. Mo, you just said, I look exactly the same as your son-in-law. Where is your son-in-law? I want to see him."

If you want to find out the truth behind all this, Qin Hao had a strong premonition that he might find clues only when he saw another self in this world.

Shangguan Feiyu was calmer than Mo Jiuge and smiled and said, "Young man, don't panic. I'll take you to see the Emperor Yanxia."

"Thank you, father-in-law... no, thank you Mr. Shangguan."

Qin Hao bowed and greeted. Even if everything in front of him was so strange, he maintained respect for his elders.

Yanxia Imperial City, a magnificent palace stands in the center of the city, which is the palace of Yanxia Emperor and the Qin Emperor Hall.

Qin Hao followed Shangguan Feiyu and moved to change the scenery. Everything around him was so familiar but so strange.

Every tree, every wall and every tiles in the imperial city are something that Qin Hao is familiar with. The only difference is that the direction has changed.

This world seems to be a mirror of reality, everything is putting the cart before the horse, and even the clock is reversed.

Qin Hao was nervous. He didn't know how to return to his own world, nor did he know where the world came from.

"Young man, this is Qinhuang Palace. I have sent someone to say hello to the Emperor, you can go in and meet the Emperor."

Shangguan Feiyu sent Qin Hao to the door of Qinhuang Palace and stopped moving forward.

Qin Hao pursed his dry lips and looked at Shangguan Feiyu with aggrieved gaze.

"Mr. Shangguan, you should call me Xiaohao."

Shangguan Feiyu was silent for a moment. To him, he did not know the boy in front of him. Even though the boy had the same face as his son-in-law, the two were completely different.

"Xiao Hao, go in."

Shangguan Feiyu's words directly pulled Qin Hao back to his familiar past. He knew that the Shangguan Feiyu in front of him was not the Shangguan Feiyu he knew.

"Thank you, Mr. Shangguan."

Qin Hao's trembling voice mixed with the meaning of gratitude.

Then Qin Hao walked into the Qin Emperor Palace alone.

Shangguan Feiyu looked at Qin Hao's back, frowned slightly, and whispered: "What an interesting boy."

Qin Hao walked into the Qin Emperor Palace and sensed the cold breath. There was a black mist floating in the air. These black mists were like wild beasts, trying to devour his soul.

Looking up, Qin Hao saw a black clock hanging above the Qin Emperor Hall.

"this……"

Qin Hao showed a surprised expression, his eyes locked on the hands of the black clock!

In this world, only this clock is unique.

The hands of the clocks and watches in Ritian Biyuan and other places are rotated counterclockwise, but the hands of the black clock hanging from Qinhuang Palace remained motionless and remained still.

Qin Hao could see clearly that the hands of the black clock were fixed at zero o'clock and would not move a minute in any direction.

"Zero points..."

"zero?"

"zero!"

Qin Hao feels extremely serious about the number "zero", because the realm space released by the depravity is called [Dark Zero Domain]!

"Is this the Dark Zero Domain? No, it's not like this."

Qin Hao recalled his past experiences. He had fallen into the dark zero realm. There was only endless darkness in that realm, which would make people's soul fall infinitely.

But this world completely replicated the Yanxia Empire, and this is not a pure dark zero domain.

At this time, the man sitting on the throne spoke, his voice as hoarse as an iron pestle slashed across the cement ground.

"I, from the main world, welcome you. This is the dark world, also called the world of the living, or the world of mirrors."

Qin Hao looked up and saw another self.

This is a new world created by a drop of blood, and the story of the Demon King has become complicated.
Chapter completed!