Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

There was also a great deal of discussion online.

Just as the live stream was cut off, someone pointed out the relationship between the universe and the God of Compassion, and coupled with the statue of the God of Compassion on the ground, speculation arose.

Some people, combining the name of the amusement park with their speculation, believe that the island may be the place where Jiang Yuanqi invited the gods.

These speculations have angered believers of the God of Mercy.

These devout followers either come from the Xuanmen sect like Qiongyu, or are powerful and influential people. These individuals wield considerable influence and have stirred up a storm online.

6058 also joined the fray, taking advantage of the chaos to further solidify the connection between the God of Compassion and the "evil god."

After the live stream was shut down, many viewers spontaneously started posting prayers on social media, repeatedly refreshing the live stream page, hoping to see the live stream resume.

Support has arrived in the park.

The director briefly explained the current situation to Qianyu and the others through the equipment, including the strange phenomena in the sky, the bizarre cocoon, and the broken statue.

“Master Qiong is acting strangely right now. He can even absorb Jingli’s power for his own use. Jingli is already struggling to hold on, and if we go down, we might not be able to come back.”

The leader of the support team spoke the truth.

They could choose to leave, after all, the future was uncertain, and if they went down, they would likely all perish here.

Qianyu closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again, exchanging glances with the others.

Yun Chuan said, "If we don't go down now, we may never be able to defeat it."

He was unaware that the live stream had been cut off, and he put it rather vaguely.

He had consulted a fortune teller beforehand, and although the divination result was elusive, he still had a strong feeling that Jingli was their only hope for survival on this trip.

This means we must fight.

The support team didn't waste any time; they quickly took out their tools, turned on their flashlights, and estimated the depth underground.

Supporter: "The lighting down below is probably just an illusion."

Qian Yu: "Bai Chuan."

"It's here!" Bai Duo threw down the talisman, and sure enough, the black mist dispersed, accompanied by a piercing scream.

Underground, the attack on the black mist caused another tremor.

Qiongyu clicked his tongue.

"They've all come to their deaths."

As he finished speaking, he looked at Jingli—a single bead of sweat clung to Jingli's delicate chin, as she struggled to erect a small barrier against the approaching axe.

The axe blade was only a finger's width away from him, almost touching the tip of his handsome nose.

“It’s so beautiful.”

Jingli's disheveled appearance greatly pleased Qiongyu, who laughed maniacally, "When they come down, they'll be able to see you die."

"Then, all of you will become my sacrifices!"

He exerted his strength again, and the axe moved forward another fraction.

Jingli suddenly laughed at that moment.

It was just a soft sound, which should have been like a pebble falling into a turbulent sea, having no effect whatsoever.

But Qiongyu heard a "crackling" sound coming from the ceiling.

Qiongyu looked up and noticed that the black pupa was showing signs of cracking. He smiled.

"Get ready to welcome new life, child."

He stirred up another gust of wind.

"what a pity."

However, there was no expression of regret on his face.

Jingli straightened up, and the axe that had been close to his nose began to slowly dissipate.

“What a pity.” Jingli mimicked Qiongyu’s tone. “Your gods are arrogant and stupid.”

Qiong Yu was furious: "Bluster!"

He swung his arms again, and the black mist around him surged, but he couldn't move the axe forward even a little bit like before.

He finally realized something was wrong and looked up again—

Several black cocoons broke open, but they were empty.

Jingli conjured a long sword, lightly slashed it in front of him, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"You don't think that's all I'm capable of, do you?"