I'm not a drama god

The body of this centipede is even larger than the previous centipede poisonous head. Most of its body is black, with only the head and the ends of the centipede's legs flashing scarlet. When it crawled out from the bottom of the abyss, a powerful pressure swept across the surroundings!

Eighth level poison head!

Feeling Wu Yi's aura, Chen Ling's eyes showed a hint of approval.

Wu Yi did better than he had imagined. Not only did he break through the siege and become the poison leader with his seventh-rank rank, he also put himself in a desperate situation and survived, becoming the undisputed leader of the centipede clan.

This might be the fastest-improving and youngest centipede poison leader in the history of the Ghost-mocking Abyss... This is certainly due to the fact that Chen Ling injected the Red Star Will into him, but his own efforts, determination, and ruthlessness are also very important parts.

As Wu Yi came out of retreat, all the centipedes around him bowed down in worship, as if they were congratulating the birth of a new eighth-level being.

The reborn Wu Yi danced happily in the air, like a black and red ribbon wandering over the abyss. Combined with the poisonous mist that often emanated from his body, from a distance he looked like a dragon leaping over the Dragon Gate and flying through the clouds.

"Fortunately, the Ghostly Abyss did not participate in the attack on the human realm." Seeing this, Jian Changsheng couldn't help but sigh, "This eighth-level beast can sweep across half of the realm..."

Jian Changsheng was also a man who had seen a lot, whether it was the destruction of the Aurora Realm, the catastrophe of the Red Dust Realm, or the recent tragic war in the Xuan Yu Realm, but the eighth-order disasters he had seen were far less powerful than the Poison Head of the Ghost-mocking Abyss.

Not to mention anything else, even if Tian Huai, the strongest fighter in the Xuanyu Realm, faced the centipede in front of him, his chances of winning would not be great... and there are more than one poisonous heads like this in the Guimo Abyss.

After Wu Yi in the sky exercised his new body, he quickly descended to the bottom of the abyss and prostrated himself respectfully in front of Chen Ling, like a child who had gotten good grades and was showing off his report card to his parents.

"You did a good job, Wu Yi." Chen Ling reached out and touched its head.

Wu Yi let out a neigh of delight.

Chen Ling walked straight to Wu Yi's back and whispered something to him. The latter nodded immediately and stood up from the ground, as if he was planning to leave the Ghost-Mocking Abyss directly.

"Hongxin, where are you going?" Jian Changsheng asked puzzledly.

"There should be something hidden behind the Ghostly Abyss... I'm going to go look for it."

Chen Ling always remembered the location of the Silent Angel marked on the stone tablet of the Jiangtian Sect. He had not taken any action these days. One reason was that he had to entertain Jian Changsheng and others, and the other was that he was not sure whether there would be danger there. Now that Wu Yi had come out of seclusion, the fifth of the eighth-level poison heads in the Ghost-Mocking Abyss had returned. It was time to see what was hidden behind the Ghost-Mocking Abyss.

"Can we go with them?" Jian Changsheng blinked.

Chen Ling hesitated a little, "I don't know if that place will be dangerous..."

"Then why not just bring the cube with you! He can tell at a glance whether there is any danger or not."

Before Jian Changsheng finished speaking, he saw Sun Bumian walking out of the palace with his hands covering his forehead and a grin on his face...

"Cube, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Bumian held it in for a long time before answering truthfully: "Just now when I opened the door after using the toilet, my foot slipped for no apparent reason and I bumped into the door frame."

"You bump into the door frame when you go to the toilet?" Jian Changsheng was stunned. "Your luck is comparable to mine?"

Sun Bumian did not answer, but just glanced at Chen Ling above Wu Yi's head.

Chen Ling lowered her head and fell into silence...

"I'd better go by myself." Chen Ling suddenly said, "I think that place is not that easy to find. If I go this time, I will probably come back empty-handed. Why don't you wait for me here?"

Although Jian Changsheng really wanted to go out and play, this was Chen Ling's territory after all. Since Chen Ling said she wanted to go alone, he naturally wouldn't force her.

As Chen Ling tapped Wu Yi's head lightly, the black and red centipede flew into the air with Chen Ling on its back and climbed directly to the top of the cliff!

After Chen Ling walked away, Sun Bumian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Sun Bumian raised his eyebrows when he saw the bloodstains on Jian Changsheng's hand.

Jian Changsheng shrugged and recounted what had just happened. Sun Bumian's expression suddenly became a little strange...

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

Jian Changsheng didn't care.

Sun Bumian hesitated for a long time, but still said one more thing to him: "Don't run around during this period, be careful when doing things, and don't be rash... Otherwise, next time it won't be a minor injury."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Sun Bumian didn't say anything more, but turned around and walked directly towards the underground palace.

"Are you leaving now? How about the three of us play Landlord?" Jian Changsheng shouted.

"No fight." Sun Bumian waved his hand without even turning his head.

"I have to go back and catch up on my sleep."

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The giant black and red centipede was running fast along the grey ground, its bright red robe fluttering in the wind.

The cracks in the abyss kept receding behind Chen Ling. He recalled the map carved on the stone tablet in his mind, constantly adjusting Wu Yi's direction, and staring at the monotonous gray earth in front of him, as if thinking about something.

The Gray World map currently in the human realm only roughly marks the locations of several major disaster territories and some terrain. After all, the conditions for humans to travel in the Gray World are too harsh. Not only do they have to resist the pollution of the Gray World, but they also have to deal with the Gray World disasters that may occur at any time. Therefore, the farther away from the human realm, the blurrier the map.

In contrast, the map in the hands of the Fusion Faction is quite detailed. After all, the Fusion Faction possesses an innate advantage in the activities in the Gray Realm. Both the level of detail and the scope of the maps are far beyond the human realm... But neither the human realm nor the Fusion Faction has any record of a map of the Gray Realm behind the Ghost-Mocking Abyss, because no one has ever been able to cross the Ghost-Mocking Abyss.

Chen Ling may be the first in nearly a hundred years.

"Oceans, caves, mountains, forests, islands, wilderness... What does this rumored seventh world of destruction correspond to?"

Although the stele of the Jiangtian Sect believes that the Angel of Silence is not a world-destroying disaster, Chen Ling still can't help but put it into the perspective of world destruction. After all, no matter how you look at it, that thing should not be human... How can a human grow gray wings?

Angels, do they belong to the sky?

Chen Ling looked upwards, but saw nothing except large patches of lead-gray clouds.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Wu Yi ran at full speed in the direction pointed by Chen Ling. He had completely moved away from the Ghost-ridiculing Abyss and went deep into the heart of the Gray World where even disasters were extremely rare.

Chen Ling glanced at the sky. Almost half a day had passed since they left the Ghost-Mocking Abyss.

You know, with Wu Yi's current speed, half a day is enough for him to cross the distance of two or three realms, but even so, there is still nothing around them...

Just as Chen Ling was about to turn around, he suddenly noticed something out of the corner of his eye and let out a light exclamation.