The Divine Kingdom Became a Hell on Earth

The Nineteenth Jurisdiction of the Soul-Reaping Bureau in Muyang City.

The moon hung in the sky, shining brightly tonight.

Bright enough to dazzle the eyes, bright enough to be uncanny, bright enough to reveal all the wails and fires of war in the darkness.

Under the moonlight, endless ugliness emerged from the shadows—

Children at home were shocked to discover they had two fathers.

Two identical-looking people argued over which of them was the real one.

Elderly people were murdered in their sleep by Sequence Ability users, who took the fragments of the God of Fate and Reason's authority from their bodies.

The once-peaceful city, already sunk in slumber, was forcibly awakened by war.

The mortal security forces reacted immediately and tried to quell the unrest, but to no avail.

Reeking scarlet tentacles erupted from the roads and roared ferociously in the air, attacking every living thing within reach.

Countless masked figures leaped through the city, reaping lives with blades and swords.

Countless cloaked figures spewed flames, leaving corpse after corpse in their wake.

Countless bizarre creatures emerged from the void, feasting on human flesh and blood and the Deity's authority.

Women wept.

Men roared.

Children stood bewildered.

The elderly knelt on the ground, begging the Deity for forgiveness.

Covered in wounds and drenched in blood, Ren Yexue stood before a vast floor-to-ceiling window, staring blankly at the scene in the city.

Her divine kingdom had now become a hell on earth.

Her authority, too, was being devoured bit by bit by the people and monsters hiding in the shadows.

She wanted to save the mortals, but she could not use even the slightest bit of power.

Even she herself was on the verge of vanishing from this world.

Was it worth it? Did she regret it?

She did not know.

She could only clutch a Two-Branch Blue Enchantress tightly.

It was her favorite flower.

On a hill on the outskirts of Muyang City.

Hundreds of Sword-Bearers in black coats stood watching the turmoil in the city.

"This... this is the God of Fate and Reason's divine kingdom?"

"How did it end up like this?"

The hellish scene in Muyang City horrified the Sword-Bearers.

They would never have imagined that a Deity's divine kingdom could fall into such chaos.

Even Gai Fengyan was momentarily stunned when he saw the scene after entering the Crimson Barrier.

"Where is the God of Fate and Reason? Something like this is happening in their divine kingdom, and they aren't coming out to stop it?"

Hearing his subordinates' astonishment, Gai Fengyan sighed.

"The God of Fate and Reason destroyed their own divine kingdom. They can barely protect themselves."

"Today, we may witness the fall of a Deity..."

The important figure from the Soul-Reaping Bureau's General Bureau had told him what would happen here when assigning him the mission.

But when he witnessed it all for himself, he was still deeply shaken.

The Soul-Reaping Bureau's District 19 was where he had come from.

He had lived here for a long time.

He had many acquaintances here: Zhao Shengshen, Lina, Old Wang, Su Yang's parents...

Here, he had also met his fiancée, the woman who had been part of his life for only a short time.

But... she was now buried in a cemetery in the northern suburbs of the Nineteenth Jurisdiction.

She, too, had been killed by the Fierce Ghosts.

And now, his hometown was undergoing a baptism of fire, and the people he knew were being slaughtered by scum.

Gai Fengyan's words made the Sword-Bearers' jaws drop.

"Deities... can fall too?"

They had never imagined that one day the word "fall" could be associated with a Deity.

In their minds, Gods were omnipotent, and everything the world possessed had been bestowed by the Deities.

Gai Fengyan gathered his tangled emotions, and his eyes grew resolute once more.

He turned and gave an order to the Sword-Bearers behind him.

"The mission objective has changed!"

"Stop the Sequence Ability users who are slaughtering civilians in the city!"

The mission objective had changed?

The Sword-Bearers exchanged glances.

This was a mission assigned by the Omniscients. What did a mission from the Omniscients mean?

It meant this was something the Deities demanded they accomplish!

And yet Gai Fengyan had changed it so casually?

Wasn't he afraid of provoking divine wrath?

The next moment, a voice rose from the crowd.

"Lord Sword Envoy, but the objective of this mission was assigned by the Omniscients in the bureau."

"Finding the book that can contain departed souls is our primary objective!"

Quite a few Sword-Bearers agreed with him, and they urged Gai Fengyan to reconsider.

Gai Fengyan turned, his gaze icy.

He looked at the person who had just contradicted him and held the sword gripped tightly in his hand across his body.

"Look at what's written on your Black Jade! Don't forget that the glory you bear at this moment comes from the support of countless people!"

"Here and now, I am the supreme commander of this mission!"

"I'll bear all the consequences!"

With that, Gai Fengyan's figure flashed, and he charged into the city.

As a Sword Envoy, he understood what his duty was.

Inside the Soul-Reaping Bureau's bar, everyone was exchanging bewildered looks.

Looking at the Zhao Shengshen before them, everyone from the Soul-Reaping Bureau felt their scalps tingle.

Why had Old Wang sensed two Zhao Shengshens?

Was this place haunted?

Before long, two more people walked through the Soul-Reaping Bureau's doors, startling them even more.

A foreign woman in a black evening gown and a greasy, balding middle-aged man walked through the Soul-Reaping Bureau's doors.

The two were none other than Lina and Old Wang.

Old Wang's eyes were full of panic.

"Everyone, come out, quick! A huge number of people from the Fierce Ghosts and Blood Village have suddenly appeared in the city!"

"They're slaughtering civilians in the city!"

But when Old Wang saw the other version of himself among the crowd, he froze.

"Holy shit, who are you? Why do you look exactly like me?"

"Huh, why is there another Lina too?"

"Holy shit, is this place haunted?"

He was not the only one. Everyone was a mess in the wind; they had never seen a scene like this even in their dreams.

There were two directors, two Old Wangs, and two Linas?

Could everyone here have another double?

And what about what Old Wang had just said? A huge number of people from the Fierce Ghosts and Blood Village had suddenly appeared and were slaughtering civilians at will?

Before long, Zhao Shengshen, who was standing at the door, came to his senses.

His Sequence Ability rippled, wiping away all the strange emotions in the hearts of everyone present.

Zhao Shengshen shouted to the Soul-Reaping Bureau members present.

"Forget why there are two Old Wangs or two Linas here for now!"

"Grab the bureau's containment items and prepare to fight!"

Everyone hurriedly nodded at his words.

Indeed, if what the Old Wang who had just walked through the doors said was true, then driving back the Fierce Ghosts and Blood Village was the most urgent task!