The outpost, a scene of chaos.

Darkness surged like a tsunami, overwhelming in its approach.

As Spring City materialized, the deluge spread in all directions, but then it seemed to crash into an invisible dam and abruptly stopped.

From the perspective of the Heavenly Eye, all impact and waves were frozen.

Stagnation.

The laws of Tian Yuan operated here, setting the rule—Evil is confined within Spring City.

But even the Heavenly People, when faced with such prolonged accumulation of pollution and floods, found their power inadequate. In an instant, countless fractures sounded in the void.

The absolute decree, under the impact of reality, struggled to hold, precarious.

Thus, under the scrutiny of the Heavenly Eye, the perfect decree was adjusted again, supplemented with imperfections. Reality compromised, gaining overall strength by local concessions.

In the seal, a path was opened, like a floodgate.

An opening directly facing the outpost.

Suddenly, endless pollution, Disaster Beasts, Evil, and residual spirits surged like a debris flow, rampaging forward, pressing closer.

Until it collided with the outpost.

Gunshots, Flame Light, screams, and roars filled the air incessantly.

Flying Airships took off, flash grenades fell, scattering streaks of light like tears. The direct clash between the fortress and the deluge, even the mere aftermath caused the earth to tremble.

Below ground, outside the emergency command center, the corridor's lights flickered pale from the massive tremors.

Dust drifted down, sprinkling between Lv Yingyue's patchy white hair.

The slightly aged director hurried along the chaotic, busy corridor, constantly inquiring, "What's the report on the condition of the barriers up front?"

"Still within manageable limits, but consumption is escalating."

"How is General Tao?"

"Just woke up and is on his way."

"What about the other directors?"

"On their way, still en route."

Lv Yingyue nodded, accepted the documents, and finally asked, "By the way, is this really the way to the emergency command center?"

A moment of silence followed, the personnel beside her paused, then fell silent.

Facial expressions twitched in astonishment.

As if trying to squeeze out a smile.

But speechless...

Because at Lv Yingyue's fingertips, an incredibly real Illusion rippled like water.

"Hmm? At least two transcend-level experts set up this 'Mirror Flower, Water Moon,' right? The style is very familiar, Heavenly Heart Society? And Wulou Temple?"

Lv Yingyue started laughing, "When did you two start working together? Lu Changsheng, your mouth is really something."

No one responded, in the dead silence, a crack suddenly spread from the ripples at her fingertips, unraveling in thousands of strands like cracks on glass.

Cutting through her finger.

Perhaps, this too was just an illusion.

But was it real or false? Even the soul couldn't tell.

"Really, it's been a while since I've been looked down upon like this..."

Lv Yingyue licked the fresh blood off her fingertip, her slightly aged face showing a self-mocking smile, "Before we begin, you two, any last words?"

No one responded.

In the dead silence, there was no breath, no scream, nor roar.

In an instant beyond counting, even death was silent amidst intersecting illusions.

Silence like a tide, drowned everything.

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At this moment, the sky trembled, the earth shook.

In the midst of loud noises, the flickering Flame Light from outside the window illuminated the quiet corridor; dust fell, and those running about seemed to have forgotten this place, or couldn't find where it actually was.

Only a slender figure stood by the window, quietly appreciating the chaotic scene, softly humming an ancient tune.

After a long while, he returned his gaze and continued forward.

Pushing open the slightly ajar door.

Inside the office, as usual, only that now, lacking the airing out, the old man's scent was even stronger.

The secretary entered through the door, reached out, and turned on the light, illuminating the drooling old man sitting listlessly across the desk, bewildered and absent-minded.

The secretary smiled slightly, adjusted his glasses, "Is General Tao well?"

"Fine."

The old man answered indistinctly, looking up at him, that face so familiar, but now, also seeming foreign, just like everyone he saw upon waking.

Always, unable to remember.

"Sorry, I've forgotten your name again." He sighed regretfully, "Who are you?"

"I'm your secretary."

The man sat opposite him, pointed to his name badge and sleeve, repeating not for the first time, then introducing himself for the first time, "My surname is Lu, Lu Changsheng."

He smiled warmly, "Just call me Little Lu."

Boom!!!!

From the silence inside, a bright light suddenly soared into the night sky outside the window, followed much later by a thunderous sound and a storm, overwhelming everything.

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Under the same bright light, flames extinguished, brutally erased, smoke dissolved, leaving no trace amidst the storm.

Towers of flesh collapsed, scattering foul odour and crimson, painting grotesque patterns on the scorching bare earth. Mutated pollution and traces, all erased.

From the cruel and indifferent separation...

The entire construction site's ruins were completely cleansed in an instant.

All that was needed was a light touch on the earth...

And then...

—A Separation Technique beyond Ji Jue's imagination activated!

Material properties repelled each other like opposing magnetic poles, insulating everything above this land from mutation and pollution, and then, stripping everything!

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