It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Screams rang out one after another, the smell of blood filled the air, and the original carnival instantly turned into a horrific massacre.

As all this was happening, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the city sky at an inopportune time.

The colorful light of the fireworks illuminated the entire venue, forming an extreme contrast with the tragic scene before them.

Yan Ming sat on the back of the underworld beast and laughed loudly.

His laughter echoed over the city, and then his figure turned into a shadow and appeared in front of everyone.

"Everyone, the celebration has just begun!" He opened his arms and shouted, "Next, I will announce a game. And those people just now... are the game's rewards!"

The crowd was silent for a few seconds before breaking into low murmurs.

Those who had just been devoured by the underworld beasts were not dead. Their souls were suspended in mid-air, struggling and suffering, like a ball of locked dim light.

"What's the use of these souls?" someone asked in confusion.

But soon, these people reacted.

No, these people are very useful!

Yan Ming lowered his head, with a hint of indifference in his eyes, and expressed the speculations in the hearts of the group of people.

"You all know the way to heaven."

He smiled faintly, "And the road to heaven requires the sacrifice of human souls."

The Way of Heaven is the supreme existence among the six ways.

Heavenly Way

These two words appeared in everyone's heart.

The topmost existence among the six realms of reincarnation.

The commotion in the crowd gradually subsided, and everyone's expression was changing, some were confused, some were afraid, and some were fanatical.

Human nature is humble and insignificant, and is nothing more than an ant in front of the laws of nature.

Human beings suffer a lot throughout their lives and are ultimately unable to escape birth, old age, sickness and death.

but--

As long as you enter the heavenly way, you can get rid of all suffering and obtain permanent happiness.

The desire for the way of heaven began to sprout in their hearts, and their eyes gradually became blurred and greedy.

"Want to go to Tiandao?" Yan Ming's voice was gentle, but it was like a heavy hammer. "Then win this game."

He seemed to see through the most hidden desires in everyone's heart, and his words were like poison that was irresistible.

The commotion in the crowd gradually turned into a faint madness, and desire flashed in everyone's eyes.

Yan Ming's smile became increasingly cold. He raised his hand and waved it. With a low roar, the night sky slowly changed from deep black to a blood-red.

The red color, like surging blood, gradually permeated the entire sky, making the originally twinkling stars disappear without a trace.

At the same time, a black token suddenly appeared on everyone's waist.

How did these tokens suddenly appear?!

Isn’t this what they brought with them when they first arrived in the hungry ghost realm?

"This celebration will last for two hours." His voice was clearly heard in every corner, carrying an unquestionable pressure.

"The rules of the game are simple - grab the token. The token is your identity and your only permission. If the token is stolen..."

He paused, then gave a cruel smile, "Either you fall into hell, or you perish."

There won’t even be a chance to be reborn.

The people in the crowd gasped and looked down at the tokens on their waists.

This tiny object is a matter of life and death!

"Those whose tokens are snatched away will be added to the prize pool." Yan Ming's voice remained steady, his tone without any fluctuation, but every word pierced people's hearts like a knife.

Prize pool... everyone understands that it's just a more respectable way of putting it.

In essence, this is a disguised death sentence.

"Of course..." Yan Ming suddenly changed the subject, his tone becoming a little more frivolous. "Not everyone has to participate in the game. I'm not that unreasonable."

He said, looking at the noisy crowd, "The safe zone is set up at the office, and Shura is there. Those who don't want to participate... well, they can choose to hide in it."

Without giving anyone a chance to react, Yan Ming raised his hands high, and a huge colorful hourglass suddenly appeared in the night sky.

The hourglass was empty, but a trickle of strange red liquid slowly flowed in from the void.

It's like a timer.

"Three—two—one." He showed his shark teeth and smiled particularly brightly.

"The celebration begins."

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High in the sky, the figures of several Shuras were looming, shrouded in the dark red skylight, overlooking the Hungry Ghost City.

The corners of black clothes fluttered in the wind, and everyone had a lazy and nonchalant look, but there was also a hint of danger that was hard to ignore.

Bai Xian lightly kicked the brick under his feet, leaned forward slightly, and a playful light flashed in his eyes.

He looked down at the people below who were frantically snatching and biting each other.

No, to be precise, it should be a hungry ghost.

They are hungry ghosts.

Bai Xian chuckled softly, "This is how hungry ghosts should be."

"You learn to act like a real person, but in the end, aren't you still like a wild dog snatching food?"

Ye Yin stood on the other side, holding a slender dagger in his hand. His fingertips lightly stroked the blade, and his voice was filled with a hint of sarcasm: "No matter how many times you see this kind of scene, it's nothing more than this."

Not only people from Hungry Ghost City can participate in Yan Ming’s celebration, but Shuras can also participate.

However, the action time is limited to ten minutes.

The other Shura narrowed his eyes and sneered, "The time limit is ten minutes, how stingy."

"That's enough time." Bai Xian waved his hand gently, his eyes fixed on a hungry ghost on the ground.

The man was madly rushing towards another of his kind, clutching the token tightly in his hand, shouting "Mine, all mine!"

Some people began to run away, and some let out roars of terror.

They tear their faces apart and reveal their ugliest nature.

Everyone's soul is exposed under the red sky, like a walking corpse stripped of its disguise.

Within two hours, the city will finally reveal its most original appearance.

High in the sky, the laughter of the Shuras and the chaotic screams on the ground intertwined, forming a wonderful irony.

A hungry ghost tried his best to grab the token, but when he turned around, he was knocked to the ground by another person.

He struggled in fear and the token slipped from his hand.

The moment it fell from his hands was the moment of his failure.

Anyone who passes by will be the one to snatch his token.

At this moment, Ye Yin seemed to have noticed something.

He whispered, "He showed up."

Xiao Huai appeared.

Bai Xian raised his eyebrows when he heard this and asked, "Where?"

Ye Yin frowned and uttered the answer in a low but clear voice:

"Office."

Safe place.

Bai Xian was slightly startled, then he threw his head back and burst into laughter as if he had heard a huge joke.

He laughed wantonly, but a meaningful light flashed in his eyes:

"I thought he would be Ready Player One. Unexpectedly... he chose to hide in the office."

"But—" Bai Xian's smile faded, his gaze sweeping across the crowd coldly. "I'm sorry, the term 'safe zone' sounds nice, but is it really safe?"

Yan Ming only said that the office was called a safe zone and that Shura was there, but he never said that Shura would not try to snatch the token.

This is a real celebration, a celebration without rules.