Chapter 345 - 343: His Obsession

Jiang Che didn't know how long he had been walking toward the little house in his consciousness; he just felt that the road was endless, without any limit.

His body stood motionless, surrounded by countless Dark Forests.

His consciousness fell on the branches and trees surrounding him, while his body merely held a wisp of consciousness.

An ancient bell seemed to ring in Jiang Che's mind, though it was not very clear.

Ding Ning and Hua stood beside his body, looking at the Dark Forest that surrounded Jiang Che.

From a distance, it seemed he was embraced by the Dark Forest, with dark trees growing around him.

But only upon closer inspection could one see that the branches and trunks around him all grew from his body.

Ding Ning tightly embraced the motionless body, burying her face in his stiff arm.

Ding Ning lowered her head, "When will you come home? We all miss you."

Now the Dark Forests everywhere are retreating, devouring the Dark Mother Plant, then devouring the Lord of that place; it seemed to become Jiang Che's mechanically executed task.

Many Lords have already linked and cooperated with their own region's Dark Mother Plant, trying to resist Jiang Che.

But there's nothing they can do; some people found Ding Ning, wanting to hand over the qualification to clear their Dungeon, allowing Jiang Che to pass, just hoping Jiang Che would give them a way out.

Jiang Che's consciousness surged like a torrent, growing bigger and unstoppable.

But another issue arose: a consciousness too vast was also too ethereal.

Unable to hear individual voices, countless consciousnesses driven by the most primitive obsession.

When other Dungeons' Lords found Ding Ning, she asked one thing: whether Jiang Che's consciousness was now self-driven or driven by the Dark Mother Plant.

In the end, she received an answer that broke her heart.

The Dark Mother Plant told her to persuade Jiang Che to stop, saying that there was no longer any consciousness from the Dark Mother Plant within Jiang Che.

Such a violent clash of consciousness, originally fused with Jiang Che, when the Dark Mother Plant's consciousness became fragmented in countless Dark Forests, it turned minute and insignificant, then washed away into oblivion.

This is the backlash of devouring too swiftly.

"He already possesses the qualities of godhood; his obsession is deeper than ours."

These were the words left by the Dark Mother Plant seeking mercy from Ding Ning.

Such spirit already has the characteristic of ascending to the peak.

Now, Jiang Che has already devoured a lot; other Lords or Dark Mother Plants attempting to devour him in return would face the backlash.

Ding Ning held Jiang Che; now his body had lost any warmth, the constant temperature of a human was lost on him.

She spoke to Jiang Che every day, but he never responded.

She quietly sat below the tree root, resting her head against the trunk.

Jiang Che never stopped his steps of devouring, but now, as his consciousness spread, he didn't know what he was doing, relying entirely on instinct.

He could see Ding Ning sitting beside him, yet had no way to express any action.

Even the stirring of joy was inaccessible.

Numerous consciousnesses scattered across countless forests, unable to be mobilized in a single thought.

The emotion of joy dissipated before it could arise.

Jiang Che's mental state stabilized, but the cost was the loss of different emotions and various desires, even resistance couldn't be made.

He had to rely on his instinct, relying on his obsession, to continue the next action.

His obsession was to resolve all threatening enemies and grant Ding Ning peace.

Leng Feng watched Ding Ning leaning against the tree root, helplessly walking over.

He and Jiang Che began to devour simultaneously, during his battles in the Dungeon, Jiang Che already started losing himself.

At this time, the enemies blocking the path to godhood for the two were not many, those who hid cautiously were one, Jiang Che and Leng Feng counted as another.

Ding Ning still leaned below the tree root, looking at Leng Feng not far away.

Now Leng Feng's body increasingly odd, his body regrowing after breaking and damaging.

Besides the previously swollen and deformed body, now behind Leng Feng appeared a massive pouch.

This pouch resembled a tumor protruding from the body, with countless faces packed in pain and ferocity.

"I always thought, by bringing him out of that mental institution, I could redeem him." Ding Ning's voice was light, her fingers gently stroking the tree trunk beside her.

Behind the part of the tree root she often sat on, branches grew out, creating a small space, seemingly made specifically for Ding Ning.

On one side, there were swings and rocking chairs formed of tree branches.

Ding Ning knew too, Jiang Che was not unconscious.

Only now his consciousness was too complex, moving slowly.

But even so, here seemed like a little home.

Furniture, seating, and swings, though not evolved completely, had taken shape.

Consciousness moved slowly but gradually ordered these branches to grow into the desired forms.

Unlike the small building in Jiang Che's Dungeon, this seemed to be the home Jiang Che himself built.

"Doesn't this state resemble a psychiatric patient being given a high dose of tranquilizers?" Ding Ning turned to look at Leng Feng.

Ever since knowing the complete disappearance of the Dark Mother Plant, she came here.

Because she knew, the bigger the dispersed consciousness, the more it needed an anchor point.

This would become Jiang Che's spiritual foundation, guiding him, providing security and a sense of belonging.

And now, this evolution was very successful; she was glad Jiang Che was also striving to regain his consciousness.

Ding Ning watched the newcomer; Leng Feng and Jiang Che walked different paths.

But Leng Feng had his anchor point too.

The pouch on his back, with countless faces, all were his obsessions.

He looked forward to the day of divinity, to resurrect those subordinates following him.

He's waiting; he believes they are waiting for him as well.

"Yes, this state should be very familiar to him; psychiatric patients are all controlled this way." Leng Feng nodded.

"Isn't this very painful and exhausting?" Ding Ning softly asked.

"Probably not, they've all gotten used to it." Leng Feng shook his head.

Ding Ning was a little lost—yes, they've all got used to it.

But in her view, getting used to it were two very painful words.

"Step aside." Leng Feng quietly watched Ding Ning in front of him, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

"He wants godhood and must kill me, and I want godhood and must kill him." Leng Feng said indifferently.

That day, he went to Ren Fengxiang's Dungeon, looking for that sibling pair.

He wanted to know if that day, what turned into blood mist all over the sky was Cao Ai.

When he saw Cao Yong, he was silent.

He ended Cao Yong's life with his own hands; now Cao Yong also turned into one of the grim faces on the tumor behind his back.

His sister too.