With a crisp snap, a thunderous roar followed immediately.

Blood plasma splattered through the gaps between fingers, shooting up several tens of meters into the air.

"Got... it wrong..." A choked voice rose from the broken flesh, sounding so desperate, "Wrong... it's not me... it's... it is..."

Boom!

The giant hand struck down again, directed at the Priest, without a hint of mercy.

Then another blow, and yet another!

Got it wrong? What's been mistaken?

Could I even make a mistake?!

It's damn you I'm striking!

The roaring continued incessantly, the relentless crushing went on until Priest's last shred of residual spirit had dissolved into nothingness, never to be seen again, then the blood-stained giant hand reluctantly dissipated.

The Bone Wheel flicked, and a glob of Mutated Spirit that resembled thick phlegm spat upon the remnants of the Priest.

So you call yourselves the Evil Cult, huh?

The Evil Eye swept across, glancing at those who had retreated step by step without even realizing it, as if a snort of cold laughter echoed, the rift in the void opened once more.

Without any attachment, the turning wheel saint turned and left.

Completely ignoring the pleas and calls of the other high-ranking Mutated.

Before leaving, still unsatisfied, the Bone Wheel, like an axe, cleaved the air.

It was as if a foot had been stomped on Spring City itself, the earth-shaking tremor also caused cracks to appear on the pillars of other high-ranking Mutated.

It's truly damn bad luck!

Evil Cult, don't let me see you underneath the Vortex ever again!

With that, he stormed off, slamming the door.

Leaving behind the scene of an earthquake, the sacrificial site a complete mess.

All were looking at each other, bewildered.

Dead silence.

"What happened?"

Ji Jue was confused; having just been glanced at by that guy, he was already on edge, ready to flee.

"I have no freakin' idea,"

Lao Tang scratched his head, feeling as if in a dream, "It seemed like after someone was summoned out, they got beat up, then after a few vicious kicks to Spring City, they left?"

That's damn ridiculous.

Although infighting is your villains' specialty, you don't start acting up right in front of us, do you?

Or is it that the whatever turning wheel, having been beaten and vomited by Mercury last time, developed Non-attack PTSD, and wanted to learn from Lao Tang, to abandon the dark and seek the light?

"..."

Tong Shan was the first to snap out of it, "Everybody, clean up the scene, prepare to retreat."

The appearance and departure of the high-ranking Mutated, such a grand display, surely the Evil Cult wouldn't be without reaction. Now that the storm is still spreading, the stability of Spring City must be maintained, but after the chaos, they'll definitely trace it back to its source.

Lying here any longer would be like waiting for someone to come and collect the bounty.

Suddenly, Xu Guan moved quickly, carrying out several bags and distributing them, as others took handfuls of ashes of the record books from the bags and sprinkled them everywhere.

Using a massive amount of logged events to obscure everything that happened here was like injecting a mass of gibberish into documents— even if someone came to analyze in detail and found any clues they left behind, it would be too late.

While Ji Liu and Ji Xue scattered gasoline and fuel, letting the flames spread.

Everyone worked and lamented at the same time, having only been in Spring City for a few days, they were becoming as adept at destroying evidence as the Evil Cult...

Ji Jue had long since stripped the Spiritual Wisdom of its central hub, sealed within Mercury using solid alchemy—the completion level of such a central hub Spiritual Wisdom, suitable for controlling large equipment and complex systems, could be a reference for when he sets up his own workshop—and all the explosives had been planted too, ready to give the incoming search party a nice surprise with the press of a button.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to sweep his hand across the complex and vast altar in the underground vault.

An altar and ceremony capable of supporting the descent of high-ranking Mutated entities couldn't be set up just anywhere by drawing a circle; the location, resources, and even time, required a craftsman.

Now that he's cleansed it, if the Evil Cult could still manage to pull out a high-ranking Mutated to take the lead in a short period, Ji Jue would have to give them a thumbs up and say you're really something.

Such a huge contraption, it had to yield lots of good stuff, right?

Ji Jue rubbed his hands together, then suddenly pushed down fiercely.

Dissociation Technique!

In an instant, the struggling and severely damaged altar revealed dazzling lights, with the sound of shattering echoing incessantly.

However, Ji Jue's smile disappeared from his face.

The seemingly mundane, integrated altar, when actually subjected to the Dissociation Technique, turned out to be like layers of an onion—peel one off and damn, there's another layer, over and over!

Countless layers of Spiritual Circuits were intertwined and overlapped, forming a massive structure beyond Ji Jue's expectations, as if he'd accidentally flipped a switch and instantly lit up a galaxy.

What was more terrifying was that such a creation, somehow formed in one go, had its internal structure seamless and without flaws; if not for the exterior already being on the brink, he wouldn't be able to even touch it, far beyond his Power.

And now, accompanied by the collapse of the altar, what emerged before him was an unprecedented deluge of Illusions.

From the smelting and convergence of a vast array of materials, hundreds of fragments were crafted one by one from the Melting Furnace, joined and fitted together, and finally, with a casual flick of a withered finger, countless streams of Mutated Spirit, like a tidal surge, gathered and formed an intricate structure with a flick of the wrist.

So grand, and yet so effortless.

As if there was no need to pour any excess effort into it, everything was casually resolved as a matter of course. Yet even with such indifference, the result was still profound and elevated.

So profound that beyond the few details and theories he was involved in and studied... the rest, he simply couldn't understand!

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