Sludge suction system

In this post station shrouded in blood and fear, Xiao Zha was tightly surrounded by a light woven from the power of three totems: a giant fish, a white bird, and a gluttonous beast. He appeared like a god descended to earth, radiating an awe-inspiring aura. Not far away, the drought demon, having absorbed a vast amount of sacrificial power, swelled wildly to several meters tall, resembling a moving mountain of rotting flesh. It was enveloped in a nauseating black mist, each wisp carrying a pungent, putrid stench that permeated the surroundings, making one want to vomit.

The drought demon struck first, unleashing a deafening roar that seemed to tear the heavens apart. It swung its mountain-like arms, wreathed in black energy, and like a falling black meteor, smashed viciously into Xiao Zha with overwhelming force. This strike carried the power to destroy everything; wherever it passed, the air seemed to be sliced ​​by sharp blades, emitting a piercing whistling sound.

Facing this fatal blow, Xiao Zha showed no fear. The power of the Great Fish Totem within its body surged like a raging tide. Its body instantly grew taller, muscles taut, radiating a resilient and powerful aura. Facing the drought demon's attack, it resolutely stretched out its palms. The moment its palms collided, time seemed to freeze. Then, a deafening roar erupted, and a powerful shockwave, centered on the point of impact, swept wildly outwards like ripples. The surrounding ruins of the post station were instantly rippled away by the impact, bricks and tiles flying everywhere, like an apocalyptic storm.

Taking advantage of the moment when their forces were locked in a stalemate, Xiao Zha nimbly activated the agile power of the white bird totem. In an instant, its figure became as elusive as a phantom, its speed so fast that it was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Zha teleported behind the drought demon, its sharp claws flashing through the air like lightning as it stabbed towards the drought demon. The drought demon reacted slightly slower, only managing to let out a muffled groan before its back was slashed open by Xiao Zha's claws, leaving several deep, bone-revealing wounds. Black, foul blood gushed from the wounds like a fountain, carrying a nauseating stench, splashing onto the ground and instantly corroding black pits.

The drought demon, writhing in pain and enraged to the extreme, writhed wildly, emitting a series of sharp, piercing roars. Then, it abruptly turned, opened its blood-red maw, and spewed forth a thick, black flame. This flame, like a black venomous python, possessed a strong corrosive power; wherever it touched, the land instantly turned to scorched earth, and the air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell.

Facing the surging black flames, Xiao Zha remained calm and swiftly activated the powerful devouring force of the Taotie totem. It opened its massive maw, unleashing a powerful suction that seemed to form a small black hole. Under this suction, the black flames were pulled obediently towards Xiao Zha's mouth, as if by an invisible hand. In the blink of an eye, the black flames were swallowed whole and vanished without a trace.

However, Xiao Zha's counterattack did not end there. It frantically gathered the three totem powers within its body into its mouth, causing it to blaze with light as the three powers fused and collided, emitting a buzzing roar. Then, Xiao Zha suddenly spat out a five-colored beam of light, a beam containing world-destroying power, its light dazzling and radiant, seemingly capable of illuminating the entire dark world. Like an incomparably sharp blade, the beam of light, with unstoppable momentum, charged straight towards the drought demon.

Sensing this unparalleled and powerful threat, the drought demon's eyes widened in terror. It desperately gathered all its black energy, attempting to form an indestructible shield in front of it. The black energy rapidly converged and condensed before it, forming a thick black barrier.

But under the combined impact of the three powerful totem forces, the drought demon's shield shattered instantly, like fragile glass. The multicolored beam of light pierced through the drought demon's body without hindrance, running from its chest to its back. The drought demon let out a final, piercing scream, its voice filled with despair and terror. Its body began to decay rapidly; its muscles and bones turned to ash in an instant, scattering with the wind.

At this moment, the Taoist priest, intimately connected to the drought demon, was filled with terror and despair. His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and countless black threads surged wildly from within him, rushing towards the direction where the drought demon had vanished. As the drought demon completely dissipated, the Taoist priest let out a sharp wail, his body rapidly withering under the pull of this force. In just a few seconds, his body turned into a pile of dust, vanishing into nothingness in the wind without a trace.

The drought demon crashed to the ground, turning into ashes and vanishing, plunging the world into an instant of deathly silence. The stench of blood and the swirling dust that filled the battlefield seemed to be subdued by this sudden stillness. Little Scum emanated a gentle yet powerful aura, its three totem lights swirling around it like flowing ribbons, revealing its protective intent.

Just then, a clear, melodious yet emotionless voice suddenly rang in Fang Xiaobei's ears: "Congratulations, host, you have successfully completed the mission of the third world and are about to open the space-time portal." This voice, like a mysterious command from the depths of the universe, echoed continuously in Fang Xiaobei's mind.

Fang Xiaobei paused slightly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. She subconsciously glanced around, her gaze sweeping over the exhausted yet relieved Xiao Zha, then landing on the others who had fought alongside her. Xia Zhi's hair was disheveled, but it couldn't hide the determination and joy in her eyes; Niu Zhentian remained as bold as ever, his honest smile carrying the relief of surviving a calamity; Luo Yichen's expression was calm, but his eyes held a hint of reluctance; Bai Ruoxue gently stroked her hair, her eyes full of blessings. Fang Xiaobei then looked at the heavily injured but steadily breathing Xiao Baozi, her heart filled with concern.

In the center of the inn, a blinding light suddenly blazed forth. Spacetime patterns rippled outwards like water, intertwining and twisting, gradually outlining the shape of a mysterious door. This spacetime door, dreamlike and ethereal, held endless secrets in every ray of light. Inside, light and shadow flickered, as if a magnificent scroll of another world was slowly unfolding.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden sight. Xia Zhi's eyes widened, and she instinctively covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief; Niu Zhentian's mouth was agape, and he almost dropped the hammer in his hand, muttering to himself, "What... what is this thing?" Luo Yichen, who was usually calm, couldn't help but frown slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes; Bai Ruoxue lightly covered her face, her eyes revealing a hint of amazement and curiosity.

Fang Xiaobei gazed at the time portal, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Everything here had been arduous and dangerous, but also filled with deep camaraderie and precious memories of fighting side-by-side. She took a deep breath, slowly walked towards Xiao Zha, knelt down, and gently picked it up. Xiao Zha nestled affectionately in her arms, its eyes full of trust and reliance.

Then, Fang Xiaobei turned to Xia Zhi, took out the Chef God Token—a token that bore witness to countless conflicts—from his pocket, and solemnly handed it to Xia Zhi. A hint of surprise flashed in Xia Zhi's eyes, and she was about to refuse when Fang Xiaobei grasped her hand and earnestly said, "Xia Zhi, this Chef God Token is entrusted to you. You are kind-hearted and possess excellent culinary skills; you will surely be able to make this token fulfill its true value. These past few days, we have gone through life and death together; I believe in you."

Xia Zhi's eyes reddened as she gripped the token tightly and nodded vigorously: "Xiao Bei, don't worry, I will definitely protect it and pass on your love for food."

Fang Xiaobei looked at everyone again and said sincerely, "Thank you all. I will remember this time." Everyone was still in shock and just nodded subconsciously.

Fang Xiaobei, carrying Xiao Zha, stepped towards the glowing portal. The moment she entered, everyone reacted. Xia Zhi suddenly took a step forward, calling out, "Xiaobei, you..." Niu Zhentian also waved his arms anxiously, "Hey, Xiaobei, you..." However, before they could finish speaking, the light completely enveloped Fang Xiaobei's figure. In the blink of an eye, Fang Xiaobei and Xiao Zha vanished without a trace, leaving only a slowly closing portal and a group of people standing there, stunned and bewildered.