Above the Spirit Realm.
"It is Him, it is Him...!!"
An indescribable, inconceivable supreme being let out a deep roar, its voice shattering through dozens of different dimensional layers.
Nine supreme beings gathered, collectively gazing down at reality, surrounded by an ever-changing chorus of whispers, intermingled with ancient taboos and the secrets of the old world...
They were all alarmed.
"He has really awakened..."
A faceless outer god spoke in a low tone:
"If He returns, we will all be nailed to the cosmic pillars of creation, crushed by the earth, scorched by fierce fire, cut by wind blades, and drowned in the source waters... We won't die, but we will suffer eternal punishment!"
Another great being, half of its body submerged in the abyss and the other half towering over the Spirit Realm, trembled and said:
"He has awakened, but He must not return! Suppress! Exterminate! Slaughter! All channels for His return must be sealed! All remnants of the old world must die!"
The nine outer gods whispered to each other, reaching a consensus.
He must never return!
No matter what!
Even if it means...
Destroying everything.
"Let the Titan of Death go." The great being whispered, "That is His domain. If the Titan of Death cannot calm everything down, then we..."
"Devour Him!"
The nine outer gods were salivating.
………………
**[The Valley of Laughter]**
Fools were blowing horns, the dwarves were jumping around, and as for Chen Xiang...
Chen Xiang felt as if he had been slapped.
He touched his cheek, looking around suspiciously, as if he heard low murmurs in his ears.
"Wake up! Wake up!"
"Get up to see the god!"
Chen Xiang felt as if he had been slapped again.
He shook his head, covering the entrance with one hand, and asked sideways:
"If I want to bless a little ant under the hole, what should I do?"
The most rational dwarf, corresponding to the "Thinker," stepped forward and said seriously:
"This is uncertain; you can only let the ant open the 'hole' by itself, and then you can bless it."
"And how do I bless it?"
"Just bless it..." The dwarf didn't know how to explain, thought for a moment, and said, "I will teach you when the time comes."
Chen Xiang frowned slightly.
He still needed to obtain the altar, but...
How many terrifying beings must be staring at the altar right now?
How to take it away?
That was a question.
He still needed an opportunity...
However, before that.
Let's continue to cause a ruckus.
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"Am I the evil god?"
Chen Xiang chuckled, releasing his hand covering the entrance, leaning in a little closer, then even closer.
"Death."
"My son."
"I am looking for you."
………………
**Great City.**
Whispers and low chants filled this bustling super city.
Seventeen divine decrees slammed down on Lu Saleng's head.
"I shall descend."
"I want to descend!"
"I shall descend at this moment!"
Decrees from the Lord of Death came one after another. Lu Saleng's heart trembled, but in the end, he dared not defy the command.
He sighed lightly, his thoughts moving, activating the grand array at the center of Great City.
At the same time.
The sky darkened.
Wei Qingqiu's heart pounded violently as she looked up, staring at the pitch-black heavens, where the Spirit Realm faintly appeared, and then was torn apart with a thunderous sound!
"That, that is..."
Her heart raced as she saw two gigantic hands spanning thousands of meters, tearing the heavens apart, trying to push their way in!
Great City trembled precariously.
"It is the Lord of Death!" The bleeding city lord struggled to rise, gazing at the gigantic hands descending from the sky, exclaiming:
"The projection of the Lord of Death is arriving!"
The entire Eight Rings showed signs of tearing under immense pressure; the ground rolled, bricks shattered, and the rivers surrounding the Eight Rings surged with monstrous waves, causing bridges to collapse!
"Is this... the apocalypse?"
Someone murmured, sitting limply on the ground.
Wei Qingqiu swallowed hard, frantically slapping Chen Xiang's face, trying to wake him. As she saw the heavens completely torn apart, an expansive void visible behind it, with countless void creatures swimming within,
and that gigantic, terrifying projection that was hard to comprehend...
The rift trembled.
A gentle voice resonated.
"Death."
"My son."
"I..."
"I am looking for you."
Great City suddenly froze, and the gigantic projection that was forcing its way into reality also froze.
Sweat poured from Him like a waterfall; He was terrified, and He...
Fled.
The heavens closed again, and just before they sealed, one could hear overlapping angry voices echoing from within.
"Death! Coward!"
A golden light blotted out the sun, falling from the void at the moment the heavens closed, two great artifacts nailing themselves at the four corners of the gigantic rift!
A black bell and a decayed long spear.
Two mighty outer divine weapons!
The bell suppressed the rift, and the long spear pierced the altar, entangled with the rift, holding firm!
"The Bell of Cosmic Silence, the Spear of Dimensional End..." Lu Saleng whispered softly, gazing at it all.
And below the rift, Wei Qingqiu felt as if her heart was gripped by a giant hand. Seeing Chen Xiang still hadn't awakened, she kept slapping him:
"Old Chen! Wake up! Something big is happening!!"
The rift, which was at a stalemate with the outer divine weapons, shook violently, as the great being behind the rift seemed to suddenly become enraged, its voice like a million thunderclaps exploding simultaneously!
"Traitor, I have forged armor, just waiting for the day of return..."
Amidst the great sounds of thunder, solemnity, and terror,
the Eight Rings, surrounded by two massive rivers, finally collapsed under the overwhelming burden.
Tsunami-like waves surged forth, and the black bell crashed into the rift!
The bell seemed to toll nine times, and then all fell silent.
………………
The next day, in the ruins of the Eight Rings.
In an old house.
"You finally woke up?" Wei Qingqiu said tiredly, her eyes filled with bloodshot veins. "Do you know what happened while you were asleep?!"
Chen Xiang touched his swollen cheek, his eyelids twitching, feeling both amused and angry, but in the end, he said nothing, just replied wearily:
"What's happened? Why did you bring me here?"
He sat up from the sofa, glanced at the refrigerator and wardrobe blocking the door, and rubbed his forehead:
"Why isn't the light on? The curtains are drawn too..."
Wei Qingqiu shook her head, pulling at the corners of her mouth:
"There's a power outage; the entire Eight Rings are without power... The Eight Rings are destroyed."
Chen Xiang jolted upright:
"The Eight Rings are destroyed?? What exactly happened??"
After the bell had struck from the hole, the dreaming Chen Xiang had no time to care about the situation in the hole or, one could say, the reality...
It took quite a bit of effort to suppress that huge bell.
Wei Qingqiu was silent for a moment:
"The Eight Rings have completely fractured; many buildings collapsed, water surged in, and most of the people in the Eight Rings were driven to the Ninth Ring, while another group of elites relocated to the Seventh Ring."
Chen Xiang's brow twitched:
"Then why are we still here?"
Wei Qingqiu didn't reply, just walked to the window and gently pulled back the curtains.
"The council has ordered all members to remain in the Eight Rings and prepare for..."
"To take back the altar!"
Chen Xiang stood up, walked to the window, and stared blankly at the horrific scene outside.
Collapsed buildings, streets flooded, the rift tearing the sky, and an indescribable long spear piercing through the rift...
"Your family must have moved to the Seventh Ring."
Wei Qingqiu said quietly:
"By the way, there's one more thing: the entire Great City has been sealed off, and the outer three rings have all been abandoned."
"What does that mean?"
Chen Xiang felt a tremor in his heart; the situation was beyond his expectations.
Wei Qingqiu patted Chen Xiang's shoulder:
"I'll explain later. Wait for me at home for a bit; I need to go pick someone up... It won't take long."
As she spoke, she jumped out of the window, not caring about being exposed, and waded through the flood, gradually disappearing.
Chen Xiang stared blankly at the devastating scene, wondering what had really happened??
‘Buzz!!'
Suddenly, there was a violent vibration.
From the rift tattoo on his wrist, from...
That Dusk Command.
"Emergency meeting, urgently convened!"
A deep, solemn voice echoed in Chen Xiang's mind, causing his head to throb painfully.