The master of metaphysics destroyed the world in the book after he traveled through it

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Lin Xiaomei couldn't bear it anymore. Her face was full of shock and she looked so pitiful.

Wu Chunyan suddenly came over and took the rabbit meat from her hand. "Comrade Xiaomei, the rabbit meat is getting cold. Let me share it with everyone."

The rabbit meat in her hand was gone, and Lin Xiaomei almost cried.

"I remembered that I have something else to do. You guys eat." After leaving this sentence, Lin Xiaomei ran away.

Ruan Zhao glanced at her fleeing back, a hint of disdain flashing across his eyes.

With just these few tricks, he's not even as good as Su Yingxue!

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Without Lin Xiaomei, the scene returned to normal.

The rabbit meat was quickly scraped and divided, and everyone started chatting while eating the meat.

And Ruan Zhao was once again caught between Qin Zongwu and Lu Yan.

Qin Zongwu and Lu Yan each gave Ruan Zhao another rabbit leg, and Ruan Zhao ate it with great satisfaction.

Listening to Ding Yuning and Xue Tongbao chatting, Ruan Zhao finally understood why they happened to be on the mountain.

It turned out that Lu Yan was a new official who wanted to make some new things happen, so he brought the team to the mountain for exercises.

Ding Yuning sighed resentfully, thinking about the unfinished mission. "Sigh! I wonder where these guys hid the topographic map? I've searched everywhere I could, but I still can't find any clues. How can we even play this game?"

Xue Tongbao was also worried. "Haha, I think those people must have done it on purpose. They just want us to run in the mountains for a few more days!"

Ruan Zhao was gnawing on rabbit meat when he was stunned when he heard the word "topographic map".

She lowered her eyes to glance at her pocket, then raised her head again.

Topographic map?

Could it be this in her pocket?

Wu Chunyan had obviously thought of this as well, and she looked directly at Ruan Zhao. Ruan Zhao glanced at her, and the two of them tacitly remained silent.

After eating and drinking, everyone went to find a place to rest.

As female comrades, Ruan Zhao and Wu Chunyan were given special care and were arranged to rest under the only semi-enclosed straw hut. Qin Ze and Qin Mu also followed them.

Lu Yan even thoughtfully took out the only quilt in the car to cover them.

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Qin Ze and Qin Mu were already tired after running all day, and fell asleep soon after lying down.

Wu Chunyan had been quite frightened today. After the surroundings quieted down, she finally had the chance to ask her doubts. "Zhao Zhao, are you... really a deity?"

Ruan Zhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly after realizing what was happening. "Sister Chunyan, I'm not a deity. I just had some adventures and some special abilities."

"Adventure?" Wu Chunyan thought carefully about the meaning of these two words, looked at Ruan Zhao's face, and suddenly figured it out.

Indeed, Ruan Zhao's appearance alone showed that he was no ordinary person, so it was normal for him to have such an adventure. "What about Lao Yu's leg at the hospital last time?"

Before seeing these things, Wu Chunyan had never thought about it. Now that she knows there are ghosts in this world, Wu Chunyan naturally thinks of Yu Zhenghai's abnormality last time.

Seeing that she had thought of it, Ruan Zhao did not hide it from her and briefly explained Yu Zhenghai's leg injury.

After hearing this, Wu Chunyan looked frightened and was immediately very glad that Ruan Zhao had these skills.

After they chatted for a while, Wu Chunyan fell asleep.

Although Ruan Zhao was lying down, he was not sleeping.

It was not until the second half of the night that she suddenly opened her eyes, cast a teleportation spell on herself, and disappeared from the spot.

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Although the evil spirits were dead, the punishment from heaven still existed. So Ruan Zhao wanted to see if there was anything unusual in the mountain.

She originally wanted to go find Feng Qingyong, but Feng Qingyong was being looked after by someone hired by Lu Yan, so it was inconvenient for her to go there directly.

She thought about it and felt that everything else in the mountain was normal, only the existence of the cabin was a little strange.

Those ghosts already have a cemetery to practice in, so why bother building a small wooden house?

I was in a hurry when I went there during the day and didn't observe carefully.

So, Ruan Zhao teleported directly to the underground dark room of the cabin, wanting to investigate further.

It was night, and summer had already passed, so the silence in the woods was eerie.

Ruan Zhao took out a flashlight from the storage ring and carefully observed the situation in the dark room.

The dark room is not big and is empty.

Ruan Zhao sniffed the smell inside and suddenly smelled a strange smell, like the smell of incense and candles, but not ordinary incense and candles.

However, this made Ruan Zhao certain that there must be something mysterious about this.

Ruan Zhao took a flashlight and searched the wall. Sure enough, he found a secret door on one side of the wall.

She found the switch easily, and with a click, she opened the secret door.

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Ruan Zhao walked in with a flashlight, and what he saw was a small house full of bright red.

The entire wall of the cabin was covered with red silk, and even the floor was covered with red, which looked very strange.

At the innermost part of the hut was a table, which was also covered with bright red silk cloth. On it was an offering, which looked like a tablet, but it was covered with red cloth.

There were some offerings in front of the table, and two big red candles burning.

Unlike the golden flames of ordinary red candles, the flames of these two red candles are red, bright red, and very dazzling.

Moreover, although the flame was burning very brightly, there was no sign of the candle melting.

Ruan Zhao walked over to take a look and found that the wick of the red candle was actually soaked in human blood.

No wonder!

Ruan Zhao looked up at the tablet again.

She wanted to see what was enshrined here!

Ruan Zhao raised his hand and pulled away the red cloth covering the tablet, and the black tablet inside was immediately revealed.

After seeing the name on the tablet clearly, Ruan Zhao's eyes narrowed instantly.

King of the Underworld!

No wonder she didn't smell any ghost here, it turned out that the god they were worshipping was an evil god.

I think the person who worships this tablet should be Feng Qingyong.

According to ancient records, the King of Hell, like the King of Hell, is a god of the underworld.

Although the King of the Underworld is a man, he loves the color red. He wears a bright red robe all day long, and even the magic weapon he uses is bright red.

Later, the King of the Underworld was unwilling to be controlled by the gods, and he became disloyal and wanted to dominate the underworld.

Unfortunately, good prevails over evil, and the King of the Underworld was finally defeated by the gods and sealed on the north bank of the Youhe River in the underworld.

From then on, the Nether King regarded the gods as his enemies, vowed to exterminate them, and used his own spiritual power to curse the gods.

Although he was sealed on the north bank of the Youhe River, he had been secretly training his own messengers and collecting incense from the human world to increase his strength.

However, Ruan Zhao had only read about these in books, and he didn't expect to see his tablet here.

Now Ruan Zhao finally understood why this place would be punished by heaven.

Although the King of the Underworld rebelled against the gods, his divine bones still exist, so he is regarded as an evil god by the world.

It is also said that the King of the Underworld used his own spiritual power to curse the gods to decline and eventually extinction.

Feng Qingyong's worship of the Nether King is equivalent to boosting the Nether King's strength. Once the Nether King becomes stronger, the power of his curse will increase accordingly, and the power of the gods will be weakened. It would be strange if Heaven doesn't target them!

Ruan Zhao stared at the tablet. She had never been to the underworld and didn't know if there really was a King of the Underworld here.

But if it really existed, once the power of the gods was weakened, the human world would completely lose its protection. Then demons and monsters would run rampant, which would be a disaster for both gods and humans.

Thinking of this, Ruan Zhao raised his hand, bit his fingertip, and drew a soul-destroying curse on the tablet.

After drawing the talisman, Ruan Zhao retracted his fingers and stared at the tablet with a tense look in his eyes.

She wanted to see if the King of the Underworld really existed.

If it really exists, he should be able to sense any unusual movement of the tablet and then retaliate.

If it does not exist, then this tablet is just an ordinary wooden tablet and will not react at all.

One second, two seconds...

Time ticked by, and the surroundings were so quiet that only Ruan Zhao's breathing could be heard.

Suddenly, the tablet in front of me cracked in two, and the candle on the table went out.

Ruan Zhao frowned and looked at the tablet that was broken into two halves with deep thought in his eyes.

It actually exists!

But why could his soul-destroying spell destroy his tablet?

Isn’t the King of the Underworld an ancient god? Are the ancient gods so weak?

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At the same time, on the north bank of the Youhe River, a man in a red robe spat out a mouthful of blood.

When he raised his head again, his narrow dark eyes, filled with evil, were filled with disbelief.

“Someone actually destroyed my spirit place!

Oh, after a hundred thousand years, such a person has appeared in the world..."