Fourth-Stage Cultivators were not invincible; they couldn't even dominate the human world.

Whether it was Mr. Chuan or You Jiu, both were strong in attack but relatively weak in defense. Their individual combat power could rival a Formal Mage Corps. If there were no Transcendents restraining them, with their strength, they could even forcibly take down any Formal Mage Corps on Earth—provided they had sufficient combat experience. However, the premise was that they had to engage in guerrilla warfare, not direct frontal combat.

Although their Protective Spells were not much weaker than their Offensive Spells, the individual firepower on Earth was enough to pose a threat to their Protective Spells. Under a barrage of bullets, a Fourth-Stage Cultivator's Protective Spells would still burst.

In this respect, the current Transcendents were actually taking shortcuts. They relied on powerful mobility, strong individual defensive abilities, and the unique nature of their Spells to achieve a threat level that far exceeded their true combat power.

Below ten thousand meters under the sea, there was no room for such shortcuts.

This was a depth that even military submarines dared not descend to. Here, no steel, however hard, could withstand the water pressure, and even amorphous deep-sea creatures resembling masses of paste couldn't survive. If any living being dived to this depth, it would be as if every inch of their skin had a minivan full of fat men dancing on it, while simultaneously suffering a constant barrage from a 12mm shotgun. The Defensive Magic of a Fourth-Stage Cultivator couldn't be maintained for long in such an environment.

Although it was unknown how the Disaster Girl had managed to dive more than ten thousand meters beneath the sea, that place was undoubtedly inaccessible by any conventional means. Not even a Space Gate would work. It would be like installing a funnel connecting the seabed to this location. The moment it opened, everyone here would be swept away by the violent torrents. However, this could be used as a tactic. By connecting a Space Gate to the seabed or a magma pool, Dong Chengling would effectively possess a ground-clearing super move.

Just then, the Disaster Girl, having reached the lowest point, suddenly broke through some boundary and landed lightly on the ground.

The red light of the Melting Iron Greatsword, which had been blurred by seawater, suddenly became clear, illuminating the place, which resembled an undersea canyon.

"There's no water here at all!" Nan Xi immediately noticed the problem.

The screen showed an altitude of -11,100 meters. Thick black water was directly above the Disaster Girl's head, yet the pathway where she stood was completely dry, abnormally devoid of water!

You Jiu said excitedly, "She's not even wet! That scared me to death! I thought the Queen was already that powerful. Luckily, she isn't. Otherwise, I might have been utterly defeated on our wedding night…"

If the Disaster Girl could truly withstand the pressure of ten thousand meters of seawater with her physical body, it would imply her body's Defense, muscle density, and bone density had reached unimaginable levels. Perhaps a mere breath could conjure a storm, a stomp could trigger an earthquake, and a punch could shatter the void.

However, You Jiu was clearly not a physical-type powerhouse. With his abilities, he'd probably just get the "Failed to penetrate enemy armor" message.

Now that not a single drop of water was on the Disaster Girl, it meant she definitely relied on some method to dive ten thousand meters, which indicated her Physical Condition was still relatively normal.

At that moment, the Disaster Girl walked forward along the passageway.

The only light source in the space was the Melting Iron Greatsword; the only sound was the Disaster Girl's footsteps. It was unclear whether this was a naturally formed path or one eroded by seawater. The trail was very flat, devoid of mud or gravel. Pitch-black water loomed above, reflecting the reddish light.

An inexplicable, eerie feeling emanated from the screen.

At the lowest point of Earth's surface, there was a mysterious region where tens of millions of tons of seawater couldn't fall, and there might even be air present. If the livestream wasn't Ren Naiser's, and if the protagonist wasn't the Disaster Messenger, a chess piece of the Supreme Supreme, then no one would believe such a fantastical tale.

And most importantly, this was a crucial point on the Path of Destiny. What purpose did the Disaster Messenger have for coming here? How was she going to unleash Calamity? There wasn't even a damn thing there!

Unknowingly, the Disaster Girl seemed to have ventured deeper into the Abyssal Sea. The canyon path quietly vanished, and the rock walls on either side were no longer visible.

Suddenly, the Disaster Girl seemed to reach a steep slope. She swiftly slid down at a 60° angle, sliding for more than ten seconds before stopping.

At this point, there was no longer a water surface above reflecting the Greatsword's light, and the ground beneath the Disaster Girl's feet was, surprisingly, not illuminated by the Greatsword's light!

The entire space—up, down, front, back, left, and right—was engulfed in complete darkness, with only the Disaster Messenger and the Greatsword emitting a warm glow.

The darkness seemed utterly silent, yet everyone heard faint, almost imperceptible sounds.

All viewers, including Ren Suo, felt a bone-chilling cold emanate from deep within their souls. An indescribable Fear enveloped their entire bodies, affecting even Fourth-Stage Cultivators and professional soldiers. Everyone held their breath, unable to speak, their bodies rigid. Even the live chat room fell silent as all were subdued by the Fear transmitted through the screen.

Only people like Ren Suo and Dong Chengling quickly broke free from this state—the Bonds of Silk connecting them helped disperse the Fear.

Fear is the basic instinct of living beings.

Compared to ferocious monsters, gigantic creatures, or hideous animals, this inescapable, undispellable, and unshareable darkness and Loneliness is humanity's most primal Fear. You can overcome monsters by relying on teamwork, by enhancing yourself to eradicate them, or by using technology and external tools to capture them. But in this environment of absolute darkness that devours everything, living beings can do nothing. Artificial light cannot illuminate the surroundings, a powerful physique has nothing to attack, and even exceptional tools cannot help one escape this lonely Fear. You cannot be sure of what exists in the darkness, nor can you predict when the darkness will engulf you.

The awe of a completely dark, unknown, and lonely environment is a key survival instinct for living beings. It is because of the Fear of darkness that we live under the sunlight. It is because of the Fear of the unknown that we explore the Truth. And it is because of the Fear of Loneliness that we cooperate and stick together.

Just then, the Disaster Girl fiercely plunged the Melting Iron Greatsword into the ground!

The Greatsword burst forth with scarlet Fiery Flames, igniting the darkness with the force of a wildfire!

However, the darkness was far stronger than the flames, completely absorbing every bit of the brilliant, scorching radiance the blade emitted!

With only a thunderous roar, the Disaster Girl too burst into flames, becoming a torch as the fiery blaze consumed her. "Unicorn's Secret," the dress that had accompanied her for five days, silently melted within the flames, leaving the Disaster Girl's exquisite body uncovered—

"Why are there still safety shorts and a safety top!"

"Incredible! This outfit must be from the Fairy Palace, a true Immortal Artifact, impervious to all attacks!"

"Did Ren Naiser add an anti-censorship patch herself? Bad review, bad review!"

No drastic change occurred to the Disaster Girl after her green dress burned away. She wore a belly-baring tank top and safety shorts, even more covered up than on the first day!

It was then that You Jiu snorted coldly, "A bunch of otaku, still hoping to see my Queen?"

Ren Suo couldn't help but give You Jiu a peculiar look. Although many were the type to call on-screen goddesses 'my wife,' You Jiu was a notch above. Others said it casually, but he truly regarded the Disaster Girl as his own wife.

Even if he suffered from extreme male chauvinism, he was far beyond the ordinary, at least of a rare Legendary Level. Ren Suo almost couldn't bear to break his fantasy. He wanted to continue using the Disaster Girl as bait, to keep You Jiu around like a panda—after all, his type was truly rare.

However, when the Disaster Girl burned herself like firewood to bolster the flames, she suddenly dispelled the darkness from a large area. The spectators also subconsciously broke free from their previous state of Fear, their thoughts returning to normal, which explained the sudden stream of comments.

"Hmm?" Ren Suo was slightly startled, his expression changing!

At that moment, the others also felt a change in their bodies. "Is the Qi Cyclone self-regulating again?"

"Sit down, this is normal," You Jiu said indifferently. "It's not the first time my Queen has given out benefits. What's so surprising?"

Indeed, during the second day's livestream when the Disaster Girl was beating up the Lord of Despair, everyone had already experienced the boon of 'watching the livestream to receive Cultivation rewards.' This situation was just a minor matter now.

Only Ren Suo silently gritted his teeth. These Cultivation rewards from watching the livestream are so tiny? What a ripoff! If I were playing the game right now, the rewards would be at least ten times greater! Indeed, even though both are ways of free-riding, actively putting in effort with real stakes is vastly different from just sitting outside the screen, enviously fantasizing about the people inside—the experience gained is worlds apart! No, letting my clone play the game is too much of a loss. Free-riding is much more satisfying when I do it myself!

Just then, in the darkness, countless white lights suddenly lit up, gathering towards the Disaster Girl like moths to a flame, causing her flames to grow even more vigorous!

"In the midst of Fear, there must be Courage. The moment the Demon King descends, the Hero's Heart follows like a shadow," said the Cloaked Girl with Blue Hair. "The girl willing to burn herself to illuminate everything has earned the reward of Courage from the Shadow of Fear."

Qiao Muyi squinted slightly, curiously watching the Disaster Girl on the screen turn into a torch, illuminating the entire Abyssal Sea.

The darkness quickly receded, exposing the dry ground and rocky walls. The dark water surface above reflected the Disaster Girl's light, and suddenly, the entire Abyssal Sea brightened up.

However, the darkness ahead remained stubbornly resilient, standing like a black curtain before the Disaster Girl.

"The anthem of living beings is the anthem of Courage," intoned the Cloaked Girl with Blue Hair. The Disaster Girl, like a white torch, suddenly executed a charging Leap Slash, cleaving through the darkness like white lightning!

The blade, like a lunar disc, sliced into the darkness, emitting a thunderous roar. The darkness, as if alive, let out a horrifying shriek.

Flame light flashed on the rock wall before them. In an instant, countless tons of boiling Fiery Flame magma surged from the fissure the Disaster Girl had cleaved. It poured into the Abyssal Sea like a raging torrent, transforming this Abyssal Sea into a Magma Lake!

The Disaster Girl leaped up, plunged her Greatsword into the rock wall, then flipped onto the hilt, standing there safe and sound. The two masses of darkness she had torn apart shrank further under the magma's impact but did not disappear. Instead, they settled into the Magma Lake, turning into dark vortexes.

The two dark vortexes formed tornado-like black columns of wind connecting to the deep sea surface above. It was as if an unending stream of darkness poured from the deep sea into the vortexes below. Despite the constant flow of magma, these two vortexes could not be submerged; the magma, too, was being consumed by the dark vortexes!

At this moment, You Jiu suddenly spoke, "Monk, and you, get ready!"

Everyone was startled, but the Endless Monk did not hesitate. He sat down and began chanting scriptures, and a ray of Buddha Light fell upon Dong Chengling. Dong Chengling was also decisive. After glancing at the livestream, he walked to the center of the workshop and tore open space as if unzipping a zipper.

The moment the Spatial Cavity opened, an endless blast of hot wind and highly pungent air rushed into the workshop!

Theoretically, the space more than 10,000 meters underwater should be around 0 degrees Celsius. However, due to the incoming magma, the ambient temperature changed drastically within seconds. Furthermore, as the sulfur in the magma was burning, the Abyssal Sea filled with irritating gases.

Mr. Chuan peeked outside, then shook his head and stepped back, apparently deciding not to go in.

However, You Jiu showed no signs of retreat. A blue protective ward manifested around his body as he stepped into the Spatial Cavity, heading to the Abyssal Sea—a place thousands of miles away and ten thousand meters below!

Upon entering, You Jiu slammed his palm heavily against the rock wall, and a rock pillar immediately extended from it, giving him a place to stand.

Then You Jiu looked down at the Disaster Girl standing below, took off his sportswear, and shouted loudly, "Wifey, I've brought you clothes!"

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