Moreover, there was one more thing that made Wei Fan wary.
If he wasn’t mistaken, the massive black hamr with blood-red patterns in the man’s hand had to be the Bone Shattering Hamr.
’Just who is this person?’
He wondered, his heart filled with shock and uncertainty.
’It’s impossible I wouldn’t have heard of an expert this powerful in my past life.’
Suddenly.
He felt as if he’d been struck by a jolt of icy electricity as he sensed a tangible gaze lock onto him.
Goosebumps imdiately erupted all over his skin.
It was the instinctive warning of a creature facing extre danger.
He snapped his head up, only to be shocked to find that the script actors in front of him had vanished at so point.
And the only remaining Ninth Layer resident, the woman in the wedding dress, was in an even more wretched state.
Her upper torso had exploded like a fragile balloon, splattering blood and gore everywhere. The Ghost Head Saber in her hand fell to the ground with a CLANG.
The few remaining script actors were scared out of their wits. Their previous fanaticism was gone, replaced by faces etched with terror and despair.
They scattered in every direction like headless chickens, wishing their parents had given them a few extra legs.
Unfortunately, as vast as this space was, it was not infinite.
They could only try their best to run as far away from Hu Qi as possible.
’Damn it!’
Wei Fan’s eyelid twitched violently.
He blinked.
His right eye instantly transford into a strange-looking clock.
Strangely, however, the clock was completely still, like a frozen image.
Just then, the minute hand, as if pushed by an invisible force, suddenly ticked forward once.
In that instant, it was as if an invisible hand had hit the pause button on the entire world. Everything around him fell into absolute stillness.
The panicked terror frozen on the faces of the script actors, the cold sneer still lingering on Hu Qi’s face—everything was locked in this single mont, creating an incredibly bizarre scene.
Wei Fan stared at the scene, his mind racing.
His gaze fell to the Ghost Head Saber on the ground.
’Maybe I can use this chance to kill him...’
However, the mont that thought surfaced...
...his pupils contracted sharply. He had clearly seen the eyeball of the supposedly frozen Hu Qi twitch ever so slightly.
The sight sent shockwaves through Wei Fan’s mind.
A bone-deep chill rose from the depths of his heart.
He instantly abandoned any thought of attacking Hu Qi.
With no ti to think further, his eyes darted to the two people beside him. He reached out, grabbing one with each hand.
In a flash, the three of them vanished on the spot.
The instant Wei Fan and the others vanished...
...the previously frozen figures suddenly stirred.
Ti, which had been stopped, resud its normal flow.
Hu Qi watched as Wei Fan and his two companions abruptly vanished from before his eyes, an imperceptible glint flashing in their depths.
’Is this the power of ti? No, it can’t be true ti manipulation.’
’Even a True God can’t fully master that kind of power, let alone a re Celestial Fate Person from a Shallow Wave Belt World.’
’Besides, I could feel that only my body was frozen. My thoughts were largely unaffected. Breaking free from that restraint would have been difficult, but not impossible.’
’Still, it’s quite powerful.’
Hu Qi’s eyes flickered.
He had, of course, let Wei Fan go on purpose.
The value of this Celestial Fate Person hadn’t been fully exploited yet, so of course, he couldn’t be killed.
With this in mind, he looked at the remaining script actors around him.
An invisible ripple instantly enveloped the area, and wisps of golden fla began to appear.
The script actors, who possessed the Dream Eye and stood above ordinary people, were turned to Ashes before they could even scream.
Their Dream Eyes t the sa fate.
Streams of pure Power of Dream Eye surged toward Hu Qi from all directions.
Modification Point 231 (31%)
Modification Point 410 (19%)
Modification Point 298 (11%)
...
Dense lines of Crimson text, indicating the incoming Modification Points, scrolled continuously across his vision.
At the sa ti.
Under the influence of the Crimson Sun Fla Realm...
...the surrounding scenery shattered like a mirror, crumbling piece by piece into countless shimring fragnts of light.
...until everything finally plunged into darkness.
Suddenly, the scene flashed.
Hu Qi found himself standing in an empty corridor.
The floor beneath him was a path of smooth, cold stone slabs. On the walls to either side, dim yellow oil lamps hung every few ters.
The oil sputtered and crackled as it burned, causing the light to dance and flicker in the silent corridor.
It cast clusters of wavering shadows on the floor.
At the far end of the corridor stood a large wooden door carved with intricate patterns.
Seeing this, Hu Qi stepped forward.
However.
As if sensing his approach, the wooden door seed to be pushed by an invisible hand.
With a soft CREAK,
it swung open.
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