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A slight shattering sound was heard from the surface of the "figure". Under the interweaving of red and black flames, the dark skin was outlined with fine cracks, as if something was about to break out of the shell!

The disaster realm was in violent turmoil. Chaozai was oddly stiff, and the big red paper umbrella was frozen in mid-air... Under those scarlet eyes, the breath of destruction was like a gas tank whose pressure had grown to the limit, and it was about to explode in the next moment!

"not good!!"

Jian Changsheng, whose demigod murderous aura was about to fade away, keenly sensed the crisis, and without hesitation urged all the remaining murderous aura to converge into the sword, and then teleported in front of Han Meng, Sun Bumian, and Jiang Xiaohua in one step!

boom--! ! ! !

Almost at the same time,

The "human figure" that expanded to the extreme suddenly exploded!!

The world-destroying field covering the entire Wuji Realm collapsed and shrank in an instant, condensing to the size of a fist, and then exploded out of control, with scarlet air waves visible to the naked eye sweeping out.

The ground cracked, the roads broke, and all the buildings on the surface of the Wuji Realm collapsed like sand piles in an instant. The seriously injured Luan Mei, Wen Renyou, Mo Jiao, and Hong Xiu all vomited blood at the same time and fell into a coma on the spot...

Even the members of the Dusk Society who escaped dozens of kilometers away were not spared. Those of higher rank fell down seriously injured on the spot, while those of lower rank lost consciousness directly, with their internal organs shattered, and collapsed to the ground like mud.

At this moment, it felt like the end of the world.

Om-! !

As the scarlet air wave swept across the void, even the "bridge" hanging in another space seemed to be affected. Dense cracks began to spread in the middle section. The people who were passing by quickly only felt a bumpy ride, and cries for help from fear continued to ring out.

"What's going on? Why do I feel like this bridge is about to collapse?"

"It's not a feeling! It's really going to collapse!!"

"It's the Disaster... It's the Disaster that just appeared!! It wants to kill all of us!!"

"Why were the people ahead of us all fine, but something bad happened to us? We were only a few minutes away from escaping..."

"No, I just managed to escape from the Wuji Realm with great difficulty, I don't want to die yet!!"

"..."

The chaotic shouts of the people echoed in the "bridge". The several Tongtian star position owners who were responsible for evacuating them watched the end of the bridge collapse bit by bit, their eyes full of anxiety.

“Damn it!! I was so close…”

"Can this bridge still hold up? It can hold on for another minute at least! This is the last group of people!!" Pu Xiachan stamped his feet anxiously.

Li Shengmen looked at the chaotic situation at the end of the bridge, bitterness and sadness appeared in his eyes.

"Hold it? Who will hold it? Who can hold it?"

"That……"

“No one could have predicted that the calamity would suddenly appear…” The two scarlet eyes that pierced through the void just now appeared in Li Shengmen’s mind. “In the face of the world-destroying calamity, unexpected sacrifices… are inevitable.”

Young Sect Master Huai Mang did not speak. He just stared blankly at the nothingness outside the bridge, his eyes full of worry...

"Brother...you're going to be okay, right?"

……

The aftermath of the world destruction gradually dissipated.

The entire Wuji Realm has been razed to the ground, like a barren desert... Wisps of murderous aura drifted in the void, and Jian Changsheng's rank fell completely. He inserted his sword into the ground with both hands to steady his body, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Just when the disaster broke out, it was Jian Changsheng who waved his sword to block Sun Bumian and others. It was because of this that Han Meng, Sun Bumian, Jiang Xiaohua, and Zhao Yi became the last humans standing in this realm...

"Spade! How are you??"

Sun Bumian walked quickly forward and reached out to touch Jian Changsheng's shoulder, but found that the latter's muscles had stiffened. He stood there like a sculpture, his eyes fixed on the dust dispersing in front of him.

In the dust, a figure wearing an intricate Nuo opera robe has replaced the original demon and fell to the ground silently.

After seeing that familiar figure, Jian Changsheng's pale mouth corners finally curled up slightly...

His extremely weak voice murmured:

"It's a red heart. We are saved..."

Before he finished speaking, Jian Changsheng relaxed completely. His hands that were supporting the sword loosened, and he fell to the ground with a thud, already falling into a coma.

……

"I'm back……?"

Chen Ling felt like his brain was about to explode. It was like he had just returned to reality from the extreme pleasure brought by taking drugs. On the one hand, he felt sore and tired all over, and on the other hand, he felt the excitement and ridicule accumulated in his brain...

He could no longer remember how he ate the audience members on the stage just now. He only knew that after he took the first bite, his body seemed to no longer belong to him, and he continued to eat instinctively. As he ate more and more of the audience members, the brutality and ferocity surged wildly in his heart, as if another personality was about to break away.

He is craving for excitement, he is craving for pleasure, he is craving for everything new and crazy...

At that moment, Chen Ling seemed to have completely become a spectator.

“Ugh…Ugh!!!”

Chen Ling felt like he was split in half. The severe headache made him retch continuously and he almost passed out... But he knew very well that he still had things to do.

With amazing willpower, Chen Ling temporarily suppressed the other personality in his mind. He took a deep breath and stumbled to his feet from the ground.

He had finally gotten a chance to change everything... If he fell now, everything would be meaningless.

Chen Ling stretched out his hand and grabbed the tattered red paper umbrella that fell to the side, and it automatically flew back to his palm.

After devouring the audience, Chen Ling seemed to have indeed gained some of the power to mock disasters, including the paper umbrella used to imprison souls.

Chen Ling slowly carried the big red paper umbrella on his shoulder and gently turned the umbrella handle. The souls imprisoned in it were freed from endless torture and flew out silently... the scholar, the butcher, the locust tree, the farmer, and the many Dusk members who had just been killed by the aftermath of the disaster... Although their soul states were extremely vague, Chen Ling, who was holding the paper umbrella, could vaguely see their appearance.

He stared at those souls, and suddenly, a figure in white flashed through them, looking back at Chen Ling in mid-air...

The eyes of that soul were full of heartache and tenderness.

A gust of wind came from nowhere in the void, blowing the red and black robe, making a rustling sound.

Wuji is annihilated and the world is dead silent.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ling's hunched body trembled slightly. All the pain and hardship he had just experienced were thrown behind him at this moment. He seemed to have returned to the ancient Tibetan opera. The corners of his pale mouth finally curled up into a gentle and comfortable smile...

"I'm here to save you... Big Brother."