I've spread the Heaven and Earth realms throughout the God-Slaying World.

"That's it?"

Su Zhe's face was full of disdain, and the upturned corners of his mouth seemed to be mercilessly mocking him.

He was mysteriously killed by his own younger sister.

Without saying a word, Su Zhe bent down, grabbed the flip-flops beside him, and began slapping them hard across the face like a storm.

Su Yuan: "This isn't my brother, I don't know him..."

Fang Mo: "I understand."

But a sudden change occurred.

The seemingly lifeless puppet's eyes strangely glowed with a blinding red light, like two burning will-o'-the-wisps.

It was as if it were a final burst of energy before death.

Crunch!

Immediately afterwards, the puppet opened its mouth wide, accompanied by a chilling creaking sound, and a sharp wooden spike shot out like an arrow.

"careful!"

Seeing this, Fang Mo didn't have time to think. She instantly exerted force with her legs and burst out with amazing speed.

In an instant, he seemed to be enveloped by a mysterious power, his body rapidly changing, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a white cat with heterochromatic eyes.

With agile movements, she rushed towards Su Zhe like a white lightning bolt and forcefully pushed Su Zhe away.

However, the wooden spike came with great force. Although Fang Mo reacted quickly, he was still unable to dodge it completely. The wooden spike grazed his body, leaving a deep wound.

Hot blood flowed slowly down the snow-white fur, dripping onto the ground and forming shocking blood flowers.

Just as Fang Mo's blood began to flow, a strange and rich fragrance suddenly emanated from the blood.

This fragrance is extremely unique, as if it possesses an invisible magic. At first, it is faint and elegant, but it instantly penetrates into one's internal organs.

Before long, the entire city of Shangjing seemed to have been put on the button to go out of control.

The mysterious places hidden in the dark corners of the city and among the skyscrapers seemed to be stimulated by this strange fragrance, instantly driving them into madness.

They, which had been lying still, now had bloodshot eyes and exuded an eerie aura. They rushed wildly toward the direction where the group was.

"Quick! Get me out of here!"

Fang Mo's face was deathly pale, and she curled up weakly in Su Yuan's arms, with large beads of sweat rolling down her forehead.

Her voice trembled slightly with urgency, "There's no time to explain, take me to the suburbs... the farther away from crowded places the better."

"It's all your fault!"

Su Yuan picked up Fang Mo and, before running away, gave Su Zhe a hard slap across the face.

the other side.

In the courtyard, Shao Pingge, who was leisurely lying on a rocking chair and pretending to be asleep, was suddenly startled awake as if struck by an invisible electric current.

In that instant, he keenly sensed that the mysterious forces throughout the entire city of Shangjing were like boiling water, beginning to violently surge.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was wantonly plucking at the heartstrings of these mysterious beings.

They rushed frantically towards the outskirts of the city, disregarding everything else.

"I must say, the White Tiger is really attractive... both to people and to mystique."

Lynn appeared suddenly like a ghost, and with a steady hand, he pressed Shao Pingge back into the rocking chair.

"Old Shao, just keep things stable for the ordinary people in the capital."

At this crucial moment of power transition, like a game of chess where no mistake can be made, the change of monarchy does not require the old king to rashly take the stage.

What Shao Pingge can and must do right now is to continue to maintain the role of "White Impermanence," keeping ordinary people safely trapped in the dream world and ensuring that they do not fall into panic and danger due to the chaos in the outside world.

As for the other complex situations...

Lynn narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze slowly falling on the courtyard.

The spot where Lin Qiye had stood was now empty; the familiar figure was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a faint trace of his presence.

"Su Zhe, you fat otaku, run faster!"

Holding the weak Fang Mo in his arms, Su Yuan ran forward desperately while turning around and cursing loudly behind him.

The biting wind cut like a knife across my face, but I couldn't care less about that at the moment; all I could think about was how to escape the danger.

"Wait...wait for me!"

Su Zhe's voice was choked with sobs. On this cold New Year's Eve in the capital, he had only hastily put on a bathrobe and looked utterly disheveled.

As he ran, one of his only pair of flip-flops had somehow flown off, and his frozen, red feet ached terribly with every step.

"Where are Instructor Lin and the others...? Shouldn't we be able to request assistance given the current situation?"

As Su Zhe ran, he shouted, and his breath instantly condensed into white mist in the cold air.

"They won't...take action."

Fang Mo leaned weakly against Su Yuan's chest and said breathlessly, "Think about it, why are we required to carry straight knives even on vacation... Everything that happened here was their test."

"Testing his grandmother's abilities!"

Su Zhe cursed angrily, but dared not stop for a moment, "If they don't come soon, people will be gone..."

The voice just fell.

A sharp whooshing sound suddenly came, and a streak of light flew behind them like lightning.

Immediately afterwards, a sinister whisper rang in their ears.

"Ouija board spirit... I am your present life..."

Su Zhe subconsciously looked back, and that one glance startled him so much that he instantly unleashed unprecedented speed, overtaking Su Yuan and rushing to the front.

Just as Su Yuan turned around, full of doubt, he saw a young woman dressed in Republic-era clothing, who was staring at them with a creepy grin.

"You are my past life, I am your present life... Hehehe! It smells good!"

"smell good……"

"Klein Realm!"

Fang Mo's heart sank, filled with despair. Lin Qiye's face flashed through her mind, and she felt that she would probably never see Lord Qiye again.

tread!

tread!

tread!

A series of deep, powerful hoofbeats approached from afar.

Everyone looked up and saw a warhorse, its body shimmering with eerie ghostly flames, galloping towards them like a phantom.

A man in a military overcoat sat upright on horseback, appearing particularly mysterious in the eerie atmosphere.

Another mystery in the Klein Realm!?

"Oh no! Su Yuan, bro, you've got plenty of meat, run while they're eating me!"

Su Zhe was terrified, his voice changed, and he even opened his arms as if he were bravely going to his death and preparing to face his fate.

"Su Zhe, stop barking like a dog!"

Su Yuan braced himself, preparing to throw Fang Mo over first; his idiot brother couldn't die...

As for these two mysterious ones? I should be able to buy myself a minute... no, thirty seconds!

However, the warhorse exuding an aura of the underworld showed no intention of attacking them, passing by the three of them like a gust of wind.

"go!"

Chen Han, on horseback, had his brows furrowed. The next moment, a massive wave of air, like a tidal wave, surged outwards from Chen Han.

The three people within the blast radius had no time to react; like three weightless leaves, they were blasted away by the powerful force...