I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Barol smiled warmly, but in Mu Mu's eyes, he was a typical hypocrite; his smile was too fake.

"Ridiculous, come and try if you dare!" Mu Mu scoffed at this. The two most important people in her life were still inside, and it was impossible for her to leave.

"My lord, it's very likely that the Chinese side has also arrived," Barol whispered in Youming's ear.

Originally, he had expected that only Mu Mu and Yan Ziming would be here, but now that Mu Mu had also appeared, it was obvious whether the Chinese side had come or not.

"Are you sure you want to fight us?" Youming asked, frowning.

He knew that Mu Mu was a tough nut to crack. Fighting her would be much more tumultuous than when he was chasing Yan Ziming, and it would easily attract other people.

"I have the ability, why not give it a try? Don't forget, spatial abilities are the nemesis of your mental abilities~"

Mu Mu's imposing aura was overwhelming, and even You Ming felt a pang of heartache when facing her.

"Fine...fine. If we can't catch Cang Lei, eliminating you, our main future threat, is a good option...spatial abilities are my nemesis, that's true, but don't forget—I am a ninth-order!"

These words did not come from the mouth of the Netherworld, but from the terrifying, ocean-like mental fluctuations roaring with raging fury!

In fact, flames actually appeared in front of the empty space, and heat waves rushed in, causing the moisture in the air to evaporate rapidly.

Mu Mu's gaze sharpened, and the space around her distorted, isolating the intense heat.

Good guy!

His mental strength is so great that he can mimic human form!

The flames were not real flames, but rather a manifestation of the unparalleled power of the Netherworld's spiritual energy. He was currently filled with rage, and the fluctuations in his spiritual energy simulated his mental state.

Perhaps if he could reach the Soul Heaven Realm, he could achieve the wrath of Heaven.

At the same time, mimicry can not only express his mental emotions, but also simulate what he is thinking. For example, if he imagines wind, rain, thunder and lightning in his mind, it can appear in reality, but there is a limit to it.

In other words, it is the so-called visualization of thought, which has real offensive power. It is the pinnacle application of psychic abilities, and can make simple mental attacks have a different way of attacking and be more destructive.

Mu Mu snapped her fingers, creating an ancient spatial rift in front of her. The terrifying mental fluctuations avoided it as if they were afraid to touch it.

"Hmph, just as I expected!" A mocking smile appeared on Mu Mu's lips.

Pure mental ability users like Youming are generally known for being difficult and unpredictable. Their fighting style is unique, relying solely on their mental power.

Mental energy cannot be consumed like supernatural energy, nor can it be offset like supernatural energy. This means that pure mental supernatural beings are true perpetual motion machines.

After all, as long as his mental energy is still around him, even if it is scattered, he can reassemble it and launch attacks continuously.

Of course, God is fair; while pure mental ability users have such a great advantage, they also have a great disadvantage.

That's the suppression they suffer from by those with spatial abilities.

Skills like spatial rifts and spatial black holes can devour his spiritual power and throw it into an unknown space, from which he will never be able to retrieve the devoured portion of his spiritual power.

At the same time, the lost mental energy cannot be recovered like that of ordinary superhumans who can recover in half a day. It is very difficult, or even impossible, to recover.

It's like in a game, your MP cap is 10,000, and someone cuts it down to 9,000 in one hit. Unless you have some kind of lucky break, you can never go back down.

This is fatal to the underworld!

"Don't be too happy yet! A ninth-tier cultivator has more tricks up their sleeve!"

The spirit of the Netherworld seemed to penetrate the distance between her and Mu Mu, shaking her into a daze, and the spatial rift began to heal little by little.

She quickly regained consciousness, and with a stroke of her right index finger on the ground, a silver line appeared instantly. No matter how hard Youming tried, he could no longer affect her from a distance.

So close to the end of the world!

Youming's expression was solemn. In his senses, his spiritual power was like trying to cross an endless ocean, unable to reach Mu Mu, who was so close yet so far away.

Mu Mu's application of space has reached an unprecedented level. There is no space-type ability user in the world who can reach the eighth level, and even the seventh level is extremely rare, let alone Mu Mu who is about to break through to the ninth level.

"You must die!"

Youming's killing intent surged to its limit. This spatial ability user had allowed her to grow completely. He would definitely be suppressed by her forever and never be able to rise again. He should kill her as soon as possible. Now was the best opportunity!

Boundless spiritual energy swirled around Youming, manifesting as lightning, flames, ice spikes, and more, unleashing a fierce attack around Mumu!

The heavens and earth trembled, and the echoes in the valley caused the rocks on the mountain to peel away layer by layer, and the surrounding mist was rippled by such strong waves.

Suddenly, Youming's expression changed drastically. From the center of the explosion, a silver light easily passed through his boundless sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into countless tiny threads that connected to form a huge net, the light becoming increasingly dazzling!

The boundless sea of ​​spirit churned with towering waves in an attempt to block it, but under the silver light, it crumbled instantly. Countless silver lights broke through the defenses of the sea of ​​spirit, then condensed into a single point, stretched into a straight line, and opened a spatial rift in the center of the sea of ​​spirit!

"Awooo—You bastard!!!"

The agonizing wails of the underworld resembled those of a vengeful ghost, sending a shiver down Barol's spine.

He withdrew all his spiritual energy back into his body. That attack had seriously injured him, and it would take him a long time to recover.

As Youming dodged, the fierce, wind-like attack ended, and the dust kicked up by the explosion gradually settled...

To Barol's surprise, Mu Mu was surrounded by a constantly twisting silver light band, with stars twinkling on it, sometimes closing and sometimes opening, as dazzling as the Milky Way.

When it opens, it blocks everything; when it closes, it devours everything. What it reveals in its beauty is an immense power that terrifies everyone.

"This is...her domain? Her control over her domain has reached such a level?!"

Barol was dumbfounded. If she could do this much, why couldn't she break through to the ninth rank?

This is unscientific!

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Chapter Sixty-Nine: Mo Xin, the Little Lolita's Ambition

While Mu Mu and You Ming were fighting, Yan Ziming was flirting with the little loli Mo Xin... oh no, discussing philosophy.

"Haa~ I just asked you to check me out, don't touch me like that...!"

Yan Ziming said in a coquettish tone.

In front of her, there was a small, bluish-purple creature, its little head bobbing back and forth between her legs...

Mo Xin, the little girl, held Yan Zimo's right foot, which was covered by mysterious patterns. Her tender, white hands stroked the exquisite lotus foot back and forth, and Yan Zimo's soft cries came out continuously. She stroked it even more vigorously.

"Did you notice anything... ah~~"

"Hmm... these stripes are strange, I need to study them carefully..." Mo Xin said thoughtfully, mimicking Yan Zimo's usual manner.

prpr...

"Hah—" Yan Ziming couldn't help but scream, startled by Mo Xin's sudden action, while at the same time feeling an electric-like pleasure.

Her soft, smooth tongue roamed back and forth on her toes, between her toes, arches, ankles... gradually moving upwards to her calves, licking every ridge along the skin, leaving glistening wetness.

"Hmm...it has an aphrodisiac effect..." Mo Xin, the little loli, licked her lips, as if she were making a comment after tasting a delicacy, and Yan Ziming's face turned completely red.

"Why are you licking my feet?!" Yan Ziming shouted in shame and anger.

Although she was in the mental world, the sensations she felt still affected her physical body, almost causing her to break down.

Having been inexplicably scolded by Yan Ziming, the little girl Mo Xin looked at her with a wronged expression, her bright, intelligent eyes squeezing out a few tears.

"Waaah—did Mo Xin do something wrong?"

"...No, you did nothing wrong. I was just being too naive. You'll understand when you grow up."

Yan Ziming immediately cowered when she saw Mo Xin's tears. She suddenly remembered that Mo Xin was only about two months old and a legal little girl who was still innocent and detached from worldly affairs!

In her mind, licking her own feet was a normal thing to do, since she was the one who asked her to examine them, so she just used whatever method came to mind.

Little did she know that licking someone else's feet was... well, a very dirty act.

"You're saying these stripes have an aphrodisiac effect on me?"

After Yan Ziming managed to coax the little girl into a good mood, he returned to the previous topic.

"Hmm, have you been thinking about strange scenarios lately?"

"Uh... yes, there was." Yan Ziming recalled the scene of her telling dirty jokes all day yesterday, covering her face, unable to admit to the experience.

She was wondering how she'd become even more filthy than her perverted sister, Ye Qianxue! Turns out, it was these stripes that were the culprit!

Which disgusting and perverted deity placed such a curse on her?!

Is there any way to solve this?

"I need to study it a little longer."

"Okay, it's up to you." Yan Ziming subconsciously agreed to Mo Xin's request, but then she noticed something was off. Could her mention of continuing the research be...?

"No, wait... Ahh~~ wait... Ee—"

Mo Xin grabbed her lotus feet and began to lick them again. What Yan Zimo couldn't see was that Mo Xin's face clearly showed a teasing expression.

—Let me teach you a lesson for doing such shameless things late at night and disturbing my sleep. Let me show off my love in front of you!

Having been awakened twice by Yan Ziming's passionate lovemaking, Mo Xin, blushing and forced to observe, finally grasped the weaknesses of Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue. Now, taking advantage of this opportunity, she put them into practice and also wanted to try to conquer Yan Ziming.

Who told her to always bully me? This is a rare opportunity, and if I don't seize it, I'll miss out on a fortune!

Moreover, she really needed to do this in order to analyze the structure and function of the stripes, and this was a serious task assigned to her by Yan Ziming!

Can something related to work be called revenge?

No!