The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Compared to the last time, only a few days have passed, and the human world has almost completely fallen into the nightmare of the rabbit disease. People who look like demons are wandering around aimlessly everywhere in the streets.

People soon discovered that, compared to ordinary people who cannot cultivate, those with spiritual roots, especially those with higher cultivation levels, are less likely to contract this rabbit disease.

These days, anyone who can walk openly down this street is no ordinary person.

Wen Li spotted Xie Xiao walking down the road at a glance. She fixed her gaze on him and quietly followed him all the way to the Xie residence.

She swaggered in, easily passing through the thick door, and none of the few servants could see her.

Upon entering the secret room, Xie Xiao felt that someone was following him, but when he turned around, he realized that he was indeed all alone.

Consoling himself that it was an illusion, Xie Xiao made his way to the secret chamber, where several down-on-their-luck immortals were gathered in a circle. Chi Qing sat in the middle, casting spells with his hands and his lips moving constantly as if he were muttering something.

Xie Wanzhou sat to the side to protect them.

Several days had passed, and seeing that they still hadn't finished, Xie Xiao went out on his own again. He felt uneasy and could only ensure that no one would disturb the immortals by going outside to keep watch.

Seeing Xie Xiao leave, Wen Li didn't follow him, but instead began to observe the few good-for-nothings inside.

Are they performing divination, especially considering Chi Qing's already low cultivation level? Such elaborate preparations are likely related to this rabbit's erratic behavior.

It seems that keeping a few of them back then was somewhat useful.

After an unknown amount of time, all of them were covered in cold sweat, and there was a sign between their brows that they had suffered a backlash.

Wen Li sat casually in the chair with her legs crossed, wanting to see what they could come up with.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait too long.

After the people surrounding the circle were suddenly knocked down, Chi Qing finally stopped what she was doing.

He opened his eyes, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"How is it? Have you figured anything out?" Xie Wanzhou asked impatiently.

Chi Qing slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The once taut skin at the corner of his mouth suddenly showed several wrinkles, and his hand that had fallen down also became dry. Looking at Xie Wanzhou again, Chi Qing had become an octogenarian.

It was only then that Xie Wanzhou realized that the people around him, who had originally looked young, had suddenly aged.

In just a short while, the group seemed to have had their life force drained.

Chi Qing said calmly, "Lord Xie, there's no need to worry too much. The world has weathered many storms, and soon the rain will stop and everything will start anew."

The other elderly immortals breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing what Chi Qing said.

They almost exhausted their cultivation just to know the final fate of the mortal realm in this calamity. Only after obtaining the answer could they leave in peace.

The Three Realms no longer need them.

"How long will it take? Half the population is now infected with rabbit disease. How many people will die in this calamity?"

Xie Wanzhou was still somewhat worried.

Chi Qing patted his shoulder and said, "You can also do divination, so you should know that destiny cannot be defied, everything has its predetermined fate, everything is the will of Heaven, and it cannot be resisted or blocked."

"Don't worry, all suffering will eventually return to peace, and the world will start anew."

With this assurance, Xie Wanzhou finally felt relieved.

But these words sent a chill down Wen Li's spine. Anew? What exactly did they mean by anew?

Haven't they already started over once?! How many times does this world have to start over?! Are you crazy?!

I'd never want to play with them again!

Let's all just die together! What's the point of going back and forth like this?! Damn it!

Chi Qing tried to stand up shakily, and the other aged immortals slowly moved to help him up.

Yunlan and Yueying looked at each other's aged faces and sighed at the same time. Fortunately, with Chi Qing's prediction, they should no longer need to worry about the human world.

These immortals all seemed rather pleased, after all, compared to the common people, immortality and eternal life seemed insignificant.

Yunlan said jokingly, "We're all so old, what can we still do? Let's find a place to retire."

Moon Shadow: "No, no, with such an appearance, we'd better die and be reincarnated as soon as possible."

Lu Yu remained optimistic, saying, "We've finally completed our mission after living for so long. These extra five hundred years haven't been wasted. From now on, we'll eat as much as we can while we're alive, and even in death, we'll be well-fed."

Chi Qing: "Thank you, brother. From now on, the human realm will be in your hands to protect. The Three Realms no longer need us old guys."

"We won't cause you any more trouble in the future. You've been a god for so many years, and you haven't even had a proper look at the human world yet."

"Farewell, Lord Xie."

After saying that, the group helped each other walk towards the door.

“Immortals, please wait! The mortal realm is in chaos, and you have all lost your magical powers. Why don’t you stay at the Xie residence? I will certainly protect you.”

Chi Qing said self-deprecatingly, "Don't worry, it doesn't matter where we cripples die."

The scene was peaceful, but Wen Li was very displeased. What had they done? There were so many problems now, and how much had they solved? Why were they just going to pack up and leave?

Want to find a place to die quietly? Dream on!

How can such a good thing happen!

Seeing that the immortals were about to leave, Xie Wanzhou took a few steps forward, wanting to say a few more words of advice, but suddenly tripped over something.

boom!

The solid fall startled Yueying and the others, who quickly turned around to check on the situation.

"who!"

Xie Wanzhou gripped his sword and quickly stood up, but his body uncontrollably slammed back to the ground.

Now everyone realized that there were other people in the secret room besides them.

"Who's here! Come out now!"

This mysterious person seems to be deliberately trying to scare them.

The candlelight inside the room flickered rapidly, then suddenly went out, plunging the room into darkness. All the objects inside shook and rattled.

Xie Xiao heard the noise and wanted to go in to check, but found that he couldn't open the door no matter what he did!

He shouted, "What's wrong? Lord Xie! Lord Xie! What happened inside?"

No one answered him, and the people inside couldn't help but feel panicked. They adopted a defensive posture and looked around.

Only Chi Qing remained in his original posture. He coughed lightly and spoke calmly.

“Wen Li, these kinds of tricks won’t scare us. We’re ancient immortals who have lived for thousands of years.”

"Oh? Really? Then what's the story with those three?"

The candles lit up instantly, illuminating the room once more. The three old immortals, Yunlan, Yunlan, and Yunlan, were huddled together, trembling, hiding in a corner.

Chi Qing looked over with disappointment, and they quickly and awkwardly let go of each other, putting on an air of fearless and detached sages.

Moon Shadow coughed lightly and explained, "Well, well, we've already lost our magic power, so it's only natural to be afraid."

The other two elderly people echoed this sentiment.

"Exactly, they can't even be considered gods anymore."

Xie Wanzhou gripped his sword tightly. "I wonder what brings the Demon Lord here? If you wish to kill or torture me, I will obey your will. But I beg you to spare these immortals."

"You think you're worthy to come all this way to kill me?"

Xie Wanzhou really thinks highly of himself. Does she need to kill him herself?