The long street was a mess as the sanitation workers drove the water truck, the water cannon washing away patches of dark red filth on the ground, the clear streams of water taking on a crimson hue.

Like a small river, the dirty water surged, flowing down both sides of the street, disappearing into the darkness of the sewers.

On the fishing boat, bloated corpses slid from the nets onto the deck. The chaos spread through the noisy nightclubs, the life-and-death struggles beneath the neon lights of the streets, and even... the high-rise buildings sealed off by caution tape, with cracks emerging on the exterior walls, teetering on the brink of collapse.

At the end of the chat log, there was a photo.

In Nanlu District, on the overpass at the mouth of Beijiang River entering the sea, hung a ghastly corpse swaying in the wind between the railing and the arch of the bridge.

The face of the corpse, with its open eyes full of fury, was none other than Lei Wuye's favorite number seven, the boss of Cliff City's biggest building materials company, before he landed in the ICU!

Overnight, the weather changed, a brutal storm had already swept through, and while most people were asleep, death and blood had already formed a river.

In the villa's ground floor, in the restaurant spacious enough to resemble a hotel, everyone seated was filled with worry and heavy with thoughts. Yet at the same time, there was a sense of relief as if the second shoe upstairs had finally dropped.

Fighting had erupted, at last, it had begun.

If, before this, there was still hope of determining a winner in the clash of factions, to gain an advantage in negotiations, now, with the invisible scissors cutting off the path of negotiation, what remained was pure survival of the fittest, a fight to the death.

And what was chilling and frightening was this determination from Lei Yaoxing.

In just one night, after cleaning all the traitors and alliance members looking to jump ship into the sewers, he declared war on all his opponents.

Before this, I was willing to talk to you as Lei Wuye's heir, but you didn't take it seriously, so sorry about that.

Fuck it, I'm laying all my cards on the table!

I'm fucking gonna kill kill kill kill kill!!!

Traitors were stuffed into meat grinders, enemies were dumped into sewers, those who dared resist were hung up on the arch of the bridge one by one, becoming a characteristic doll on sunny days in Cliff City.

The Golden Teeth Leopard, who had once overestimated his own capabilities and wished to wrestle with him, was already dead in his mistress's bed this morning, in a most appalling manner.

It could be said that, with just his power alone, he had stunned everyone overnight.

When he threw all caution to the wind, clearly declaring his intent to repeat Lei Wuye's old actions and force a unification of the underworld of Cliff City, everyone finally felt the terrifying strength that lay hidden beneath the surface.

Now, without the big boss, the small fries of Nanlu District had already hit the ground kneeling at lightning speed, switching allegiances, with only Lei Yaoxing in their hearts as their one and only sun.

The game of coloring the map had begun.

Who's next? Lihua? Northern Mountain? Or Dragon Sea?

Or perhaps, the monster lurking in the mire will turn its head first and swallow them, the ants hiding on the sidelines?

Everyone felt threatened.

By noon, Uncle Lin, who had been missing for a while, finally returned.

Clearly having not slept all night, his eyes bloodshot, even as a Chosen One he couldn't hide his fatigue under such pressure. After asking about Chen Yubo's condition, he took out a Crystal Ball from a box.

"Alchemy items?"

Ji Jue stroked his chin curiously and examined it: "Ether?"

Uncle Lin nodded: "You are indeed a distinguished disciple of Master Ye, Mr. Ji. Your eye for detail is sharp."

"Don't mention it, this kind of thing can be seen clearly at a glance." Ji Jue waved his hand. After reading the structure with his spiritual understanding, he was left in awe:

"The rules are strict, the format clear yet flexible, the creator's understanding of the Ether Path far exceeds mine by tens to hundreds of times, indeed formidable."

After inputting enough spiritual energy, he placed it into the still clueless Chen Yubo's hands, and immediately on the Crystal Ball, numerous points of light emerged.

The expressions on Uncle Lin and Ji Jue's faces gradually stiffened.

"What is this?"

He held the ball confused, perplexed, then excitedly spoke: "Is this the test for the Ether talents of a Chosen One? With so many points of light, am I the one in a million genius from legends?"

"Sorry, it's completely unrelated."

Ji Jue couldn't bear to burst his bubble: "This is a counter."

"Count what?" Chen Yubo was blank.

"It records the touches and disruptions from the Ether Path on your body and displays the data to determine how many Ether Path 'radars' are currently aimed at you."

Ji Jue extended his hand, counting the light points on it: "That is to say, um, from last night to now, roughly a total of eleven Ether Chosen Ones are trying to figure out exactly where young master Chen's behind is sitting, who's around you, where you plan to go next."

"In other words, whether or not bullets will be fired is another matter..."

Ji Jue sighed softly, revealing the cruel reality: "Right now, you have been 'at least' locked onto by the crosshairs of eleven guns."

Chen Yubo's smile collapsed in an instant.

Finally, the tears flowed.

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