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"Ah—so painful."
Ouyang Zixin's attack was ineffective, and instead, she hurt herself badly, nearly bringing her to tears.
She didn't expect that such an inconspicuous Tunnel would have walls harder than the armor of a Mystical Beast. Touching her right hand, although she couldn't see it, Ouyang Zixin could feel that it was likely swollen and red.
At this moment, Ouyang Zixin secretly felt relieved that she hadn't used all her strength; otherwise, the force of the impact would have shattered her bones.
As the saying goes: "With one burst of energy, it declines with the second and is exhausted by the third."
However, this saying does not apply to all situations. For instance, in this unknown Tunnel, if Ouyang Zixin had gone all out just now, she would no longer have a second chance to "break" free.
It seems that using brute force is not going to work; she must quickly come up with another strategy.
Although her Sixth Sense did not issue any warnings of danger, Ouyang Zixin had a feeling that the longer she stayed in this Tunnel, the smaller her chances of getting out would become.
Endless cycles, Absolute Darkness; external forces can enter but cannot break…
What had she overlooked?
After pondering for a long time, Ouyang Zixin was certain that her analysis was correct. All the conditions indicated that to escape this Tunnel, she needed to find a way to "break" through.
Earlier, there had been a force within the Tunnel that had drawn her in directly, and then…
No, no, it was before, the small stone from before.
Even if Ouyang Zixin was not good at physics in her past life, she knew that the small stone and her own gravitational acceleration were different. So where did the small stone she used to throw for guidance go?
Having slid through the Tunnel for so long, Ouyang Zixin was very certain that she had fallen into a loop. But why had that small stone never "encountered" her during the entire process of the loop?
Could it be that the stone never fell into the loop at all, but instead truly entered deep into the tunnel?
The difference between the small stone and Ouyang Zixin, aside from size and weight, was that—
The small stone was an inanimate object, without its own consciousness.
Ouyang Zixin was a person, a conscious being.
Thinking of this, regardless of whether the conclusion was correct, at least one thing could be proven: the so-called method of "breaking" was not misdirected by Ouyang Zixin.
She simply used the wrong approach.
The so-called "breaking" did not mean using external force to destroy the environment here or to pierce through the Tunnel, but rather to "break" herself, to break through the inertia of thought and transcend human consciousness.
Hmph, trying to trap me? Dream on!
Ouyang Zixin's lips curled up slightly, a silver-gray light flashed in her eyes. If there were a second person present at this moment, they would surely be astonished that someone could emit such a distinct glow in "Absolute Darkness."
If this news were to spread, the entire Yuhai Continent would tremble. After all, since ancient times, no one had ever been able to break the law of "Absolute Darkness." If that time came, Ouyang Zixin would probably never be able to live a peaceful life again.
Of course, all of this was a matter for later.
Determined, Ouyang Zixin no longer deliberately concentrated the Mysterious Energy in one place, allowing it to float around her while sealing off the Sea of Consciousness in her Mind.
Before long, Ouyang Zixin's life signs dropped to their lowest point; her eyes were tightly closed, and she could hardly feel her breathing. The external Mysterious Energy flickered in and out, almost imperceptibly, and while Ouyang Zixin remained unaware, it gradually began to drift toward her feet…
In her "fake death" state, Ouyang Zixin had no idea what she would encounter, but she could only choose to take a gamble, betting that her assumptions were correct.
After an unknown amount of time, Ouyang Zixin slowly began to awaken from her "fake death" state.
Lying flat on a patch of green grass, Ouyang Zixin felt that she was not in free fall, which put her at ease.
It seemed she had made the right bet.
With a slight lift of her eyelids, her thick lashes trembled as she blinked a few times, finally adapting to the light shining down on her.
The blue sky and white clouds were visible above, and occasionally she could see a few birds flapping their wings as they flew across the sky…
The feeling of seeing daylight again was quite pleasant.
Her hair floated into Ouyang Zixin's line of sight, playfully interrupting her view as she lay back enjoying the scenery.
“How long have I been lying here?” Ouyang Zixin felt sore all over; stiffly lifting her hand to brush aside her hair, she decided not to move any further and simply rested her arm under her head.
Struggling to adjust her position, Ouyang Zixin wanted to make herself more comfortable. After all, she had been sliding through the Tunnel for so long, maintaining one posture. Now that she had such a good environment, she needed to treat herself better.
The sunlight warmed her skin, and the soft grass beneath her felt delightful. Before long, Ouyang Zixin began to feel drowsy…
The self-sealing of the Mind and Sea of Consciousness was still quite exhausting. It seemed like it merely isolated her from the outside world, but maintaining this state was not easy.
"Fake death" is different from sleeping; it is not true rest.
"Buzz—"
"Damn it, here we go again." Just as Ouyang Zixin was about to fall asleep, a buzzing sound echoed in her mind, which had also just returned to consciousness. "It really doesn't let me have a moment of peace."
With a turn, Ouyang Zixin forced herself to sit up. Unlike lying on her back looking at the sky, she could now truly see her surroundings—
An endless expanse of green grass stretched out before her, with occasional vibrant flowers peeking through. Not far from Ouyang Zixin, there was a winding stream, beside which stood a small hillock.
On one side of the hillock were several plants that resembled trees but were not quite trees. Their brown trunks looked no different from ordinary trees, but the leaves on the branches were colorful, shining with dazzling light under the sun.
As Ouyang Zixin observed those peculiar plants, a ray of refracted light pierced her eyes, prompting her to quickly shut them and turn her head away from the glare.
This place had a pleasant scenery; the sound of birds chirping occasionally reached her ears. She never expected that hidden within this secret realm was such a paradise reminiscent of Peach Blossom Spring.
There were no rampaging mystical beasts, no perilous lands, and certainly no chaotic air.
At this moment, Ouyang Zixin couldn't hold back her joy and excitement any longer. "Since I'm here, I might as well settle down! I, Ouyang Hanshan, am back! This place is mine, this mountain is mine, this tree is mine... everything is mine! Wahahaha!"
(Hey, what's going on with Ouyang Hanshan? And who are you? What do you mean 'back'? This secret realm's Peach Blossom Spring isn't your home. Also, why is that rebellious spirit of yours surfacing again?)
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