From the start, rage was uncontrollable, to panic and confusion, from stubborn resistance to willing compliance, all changes, even brief to less than a second.

Lian Cheng moved so fast that even the lord in the mid-air hadn't reacted.

And then...

The shit just started to hit the fan!

Ever since his arrival, nothing had gone smoothly.

Right from the start, he was a premature birth, opening his eyes only to see his subordinates blow his lair to the skies. Just as he was about to fly into a rage, he saw a little shrimp whip out something ghastly, and it was that very thing that pinned him to the ground and beat him senselessly, without even giving him a chance to fight back.

And then, the backstabbing began!

In that instant, the Bone Wheel in the sky shook violently, emitting a piercing, tragic scream, as if in furious protest and panicked roar. No one could make out what it was saying, only sensing that it must be cursing filthily.

Very filthily.

From within this underdeveloped body, it was as if a giant mouth had suddenly opened, a greedy mouth, a gluttonous sucking... like squeezing a milk carton, targeting the essence more vital than blood and the soul itself, guzzling fiercely!

In just a few moments, even the Evil Light in their eyes began to flicker, struggling to go on.

However, the opponent in front of him showed not an ounce of sportsmanship.

Instant fury!

Amidst the violent burning, the Ten Thousand Hands of the Saint's Shadow flailed, countless Invisible Swords slashing and sweeping, striking the Bone Wheel relentlessly, withering it away!

Like hammering iron, sparks scattered.

One after another, terrible gaps burst open on the Bone Wheel.

Then, from the storm-like trampling, countless Invisible Swords suddenly converged, piercing straight through the center, penetrating the core!

Unstoppable collapse and falling apart began,

And at the center of the Bone Wheel, the Evil Eye attached to the flesh mass blinked tiredly, as if a drop of blood, like a teardrop, slowly trickled down.

Tired, really tired...

Just destroy it quick!

Too many tricks in the Time Ruins, I want to go back to the Vortex!

The Evil Eye cast one last look, from rage and sorrow, glaring hatefully at those two little bugs down there—damn cult, whoring out my gifts, draining my Divine Essence, deceitfully beating me!

Don't let me see you again, or you're dead meat!

What followed was as if it couldn't bear the humiliation any longer, and suddenly swelled up.

All the remaining Evil Light burst out, the collapsing Bone Wheel once again started to grow and expand endlessly, catalyzing like mad, until the end...

Underneath the assault of the shadow's trampling, it exploded with a bang!

An endless storm erupted from within, in an instant, enveloping everything, spreading everywhere. The terrifying tremors of the land heaving and the sky shaking, the entire Time Ruins seemed unable to sustain, on the verge of falling apart.

But then, one after another, the Invisible Hands once again, grasped the myriad things in hand.

Firmly gripping the spreading destruction, locking it within the cage constructed by the interlacing of the Ten Thousand Hands, Spiritual Circuits flickered into and out of existence in the storm, one feather after another withering away, eyes closing, transforming into tiny glimmers, ascending into the sky, flying in all directions.

Terrifying flashes of light, bursting like stars, thus faded away within the cover of palms.

Until at the end, atop the Saint's Shadow, the final feather unfolded, the remaining eyes moved, looking down upon the ground below.

As if taking a glance at that young man who was looking up at it.

Thus, the eyes appeared to curve into a fine arc.

As if smiling.

Silent departure.

Leaving behind only a line of slowly falling spiritual light, floating down in front of Ji Jue, like a firefly, vanishing without a trace.

Ji Jue subconsciously clenched his hand, looking at the empty sky, and could no longer find that grand silhouette.

He wanted to say something, but no words came out.

In the end, he could only sigh with regret.

And then, he heard it.

A sharp laughter coming from behind.

"Heh, heh heh heh... Haha... Hahahaha..."

Within the ruins of the destroyed hospital building, a hand slowly stretched out from beneath the broken bricks and stones, bloodied and with bones exposed, firmly grasping a steel rod.

Like an Evil Spirit, Lian Cheng crawled out from the writhing blood plasma!

Laughing maniacally, hysterically.

Even though he was heavily wounded and on the brink of death, dismembered and shattered, those eyes were inexplicably bright, with a bizarre and fierce aura rising, becoming even more ferocious.

Even a blessing in disguise!

In the moment of the upper demon's Self-Destruction, he seized the last chance, biting back, not only surviving the impact but also seizing many of the out-of-control essences belonging to the descending evil...

Even further!

Beneath the broken shell, his soul was endlessly ascending and transforming, once again revealing a new form and appearance, a row of pitch-black eyes opening on both sides of his face, Evil Light circulating, malice flooding forth like tides.

And not just that...

At this moment, he staggered forward, on hands and knees, pouncing toward the massive flesh mass that had fallen to the ground, ignoring the endlessly wailing faces, reaching inside, into the crack left by the vanished Evil Eye.

As if grasping something, he yanked it out sharply.

A twisted, blade-like pitch-black spine then appeared in his hand!

Within that blackness, as if multicolored lights were flowing, iridescent colors were alternating, simply looking at it was almost enough to make him, in sheer ecstasy, dance wildly!

Yes! That's it! That's it!

"Evil Foolish Marrow..."

He murmured, obsessed, caressing, embracing, wishing he could merge with it.

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