Fuck, where did my huge outpatient building go?
Where did it disappear to?
It's gone!
In the brief dead silence, he only heard a "plop" coming from below.
So clear.
But when he angrily looked down, he saw Ji Jue glancing around, covering his mouth. His eyes, originally blood-soaked, now turned even more crimson, fierce.
"I'm going to kill you!!!!"
"That's enough, that's enough, important things need to be said only once, no need to keep shouting trivial lines... Where's your token? Bring it out!"
Ji Jue tilted his head, gesturing with a finger, "If you've got a lighter, bite the lighter, or if you don't show off now, you'll miss your chance!"
With that, he paused for a mont, his smile becoming more mocking, "You don't want everyone to know that the Evil Cult is just a bunch of slogan-shouting rubbish, do you, Main Priest?"
You're courting death!!!
That was what Lian Cheng wanted to shout in rage.
But the mont he opened his mouth, Ji Jue's mockery ca to his mind, and under the mix of sha and fury, he even lost the courage to talk tough.
And what made it impossible to ignore was the chill spreading up his spine.
As well as the pressure and gravity erging in his heart.
At this mont, Lian Cheng, nearly rged with the matrix of the Superior, felt trembling and tense as if facing a great enemy while confronting Ji Jue!
It wasn't just the previously sinister operation and the exploitation of the rules within the Ti Ruins, but also an instinctive reminder and a realization from experience...
Everything was telling him—the person in front of him was a genuine monster!
Now, the once regular hospital building had turned into a Demon Realm. At the mont the Power of the Superior descended, all the spiritual power should have been expelled, turning it into a dark zone.
But now, the Chosen One stood in front of him, lively and unhard.
And behind Lian Cheng, the Bone Wheel turned ceaselessly, its tumors throbbing like a heart, its eyeballs overlooking everything... but the mutant Evil, which could instantaneously distort the Chosen One, had no effect on Ji Jue!
From within this dark zone of the Demon Realm, Ji Jue's spiritual light still shone.
Without any faltering.
Even the previous Erosions of the Undying Disease didn't cause him any change.
Now, even rged with the Bone Wheel, the tremor in Lian Cheng's heart did not lessen but intensified because of that mocking smile.
Once he attacked, it would be rciless, going all out!
" —— Death cos!"
From the roaring of the Bone Revolving, Lian Cheng in mid-air reached out, the aura of the Ascension Series and the dark fluctuations of the Evil rged together, amalgamating thousands of spirits into one.
Then from above, he dealt a supre punishnt.
The purely transford spiritual substance, now turned into a ferocious Soul Impact, shot out wrapped in the dye of the Evil!
One, two, three, four...
Soul Impacts overlapped simultaneously, creating a glaring and ferocious dark trail in mid-air, piercing straight forth.
Then, a piercing scream arose.
Cries and screams.
Just as Ji Jue pulled on the chain in his hands, the Sewn Ghost Fetus suddenly appeared in his hand like a shield, positioned against the Soul Impact that could instantly crush any consciousness.
With no finesse, but literally facing it head-on, he took all of Lian Cheng's output.
The overly-abundant spiritual impact colliding with flesh caused a booming thud!
No, perhaps it wasn't the sound of collision.
It was the last lant before a cerebral blood vessel burst.
For a mont, the Ghost Fetus's originally sewn small head swelled to twice its size, and the thick blood instantly swirled out of its eyes, nose, and mouth.
The two spiritual heads already burst in an instant.
But then, under the non-attack's reconstruction, it forcibly reconnected, desperately struggling, screaming, and enduring wave after wave of spiritual attacks.
Soul shattered, mind split, consciousness deranged, mory washed away...these side effects were insignificant.
As long as non-attack was in hand, it could be instantly reconstructed. Whether it was washed into an idiot by the Soul Impact or distorted into a freak by the violent Evil Foolishness, it couldn't end.
"Is that it? Is that it? Is that it?"
Ji Jue almost laughed out loud, waving the screaming Ghost Fetus in his hand, "Hear that? It's asking if you've eaten yet, telling you to put so effort..."
Suddenly, the cries from the Ghost Fetus grew even more intense and piercing.
Mockery and cries, like needles, stabbed repeatedly onto Lian Cheng's face, making his complexion shift between red and ashen, "I want you dead!!!"
From Lian Cheng's roar, the Bone Wheel re-matrixed, the eyeballs on the flesh brimming with brilliance.
An even more ferocious torrent reappeared.
Gushing forth...
And before that, a bell rang, heart-stirring.
As if from the Netherworld.
"No more tricks, right?"
Ji Jue said, "Now, it's my turn!"
Sohow, he had already pulled out the Soul Summoning Bell, stuffed it into the Ghost Fetus's hand.
Again, it rang!
Ding—
The first sound of the Soul Summoning Bell woke all the residual spirits within the sensory field.
The mont the bell in the Ghost Fetus's hand, no matter how it struggled couldn't shake off as if welded onto its hand, made its first crisp sound, the Summoning from the Netherworld had already spread throughout the Ti Ruins!
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