Fragments

Above the Yunmeng Kingdom.

As the Red Glow Dao Lord rode away on auspicious clouds, everyone focused their attention on Wu Guang.

Song Shige gathered the dead beings from the Mortal Realm into his Blood City, and his rebuilding speed increased once again, constantly making up for his stats.

Having barely reached level 22, after activating his Talent, he could face off against Golden Core Dao Lord head-on, but he was completely unable to inflict fatal damage on him.

The Heavenly Dao Authority wielded by Golden Core Dao Lords is still too excessive. They have the entire world behind them, so at least in terms of sustainability, there is no possibility of problems within the world.

Ye Zizhen and Wu Guang gazed at each other from afar, deep in thought.

Wu Guang's Talent is truly extraordinary. In Tabletop Role-Playing, dice rolls can change event options, thereby altering reality and even possessing enforceability and the backing of Unknown Being. He truly deserves to be called the Mystery Side Rainbow Badge.

This guy's abilities have been severely nerfed in this Large Dungeon. If it were in their original Mystery Side Survival World, it would be hard to imagine how powerful and dominant this Talent would be.

Survivors from different worlds do indeed have a natural competitive relationship, but that doesn't mean Survivor can't cooperate temporarily...

Wu Guang stood at the edge of the original battlefield, surrounded by black mist, with dice floating in the Void, spinning occasionally, as if waiting for something.

Song Shige looked over, pondering the combat strength of this Rainbow Badge.

After his battle with Lan Cijiu ended in a draw, he realized that not all the Rainbow Badge possessed ridiculously high combat power. The source of the Rainbow Badge was Copy Dungeon of Forbidden Existence from this world that had defeated Forbidden Existence from another world.

Winning with an elbow strike isn't just about head-on confrontation; it can also be about victory in other ways.

At least during the reconstruction period, not every Rainbow Badge has the explosive combat power of Silk Woman. The current Wu Guang was previously caught and crushed by Su Luo.

Wu Guang, on the other hand, leisurely looked up at the Unknown Being above the Black Sea where Spiritual Light converged, and a thought flashed through his mind.

The dice paused for a moment, then began to spin again, while the black mist beside them began to churn and gradually boil, as if it were being consumed.

Wu Guang vanished without a trace, appearing without explanation before and leaving without explanation now.

At the same time, an indescribable feeling swept through the entire venue.

Fu Li, having escaped the battlefield between the two Dao Lords, approached Song Shige, slightly out of breath.

What the heck is going on here?

Song Shige looked down and saw the two figures entangled on the ground.

Dieyi Daojun had somehow transformed into a yang form and was raping Xuanmo Daojun, who was cultivating the Heartless Dao, creating a rather cringe-worthy scene.

Dieyi Daojun is now over ten meters tall, and he no longer treats the normally sized Xuanmo Daojun as a toy.

It's practically used as a baby sterilizer, with air acting as a cup.

To this day, no one knows what the relationship is between Dieyi Daojun and Xuanmo Daojun. In order to seize the Perfect situation created by Fu Li, Dieyi Daojun ignored the warnings sent back after his home was destroyed and focused on dual cultivation.

"What is this thing?" Song Shige asked again.

Fu Li pretended to cover her eyes. "What is this? It's so embarrassing for a pure high school girl like me to see this."

"... Be serious."

I'm not sure either.

Fu Li lowered his hand, his expression becoming more serious.

"They inexplicably seized upon a fatal weakness, severely damaging a Dao Lord's Path. Xuan Mo said his fate was being manipulated; it's possible that Fairy Tale Hua exerted his power."

He made a guess, then muttered to himself, "Speaking of which, how come the appearance of the Heartless Dao Xuanmo Daojun is sculpted so beautifully? Isn't this just pure seduction of Dieyi Daojun? Ai Cao deserves it."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Hiss... right, if someone isn't good-looking, how will they know if they cultivate the Heartless Dao or just can't find a partner?"

Song Shige was speechless.

Below, Brutus' true form crawled out of the ruins of a hill, his eyes once again wrapped in black cloth, his pupils reflecting a shapeless mass.

In a sense, Brutus's abilities also lean more towards the Mystery Side.

Before Brutus could recover from the effects of the battle, something seemed to surge within his empty eye sockets, an unknowable force stirring within him.

"What is that? Demon Insect? When did it arrive?"

Brutus keenly sensed something, kicked away the insects at his feet, and at the same time touched the black cloth covering his eyes with his fingers.

My hand touched something icy cold, as if something was wriggling on my eyes, like the slippery, icy sensation I felt when I woke up on a winter night during puberty.

Brutus was greatly alarmed.

As a blind person trying to survive in the Survival World, his other senses were naturally honed to an extreme degree, yet he couldn't sense the unknown object wriggling above his eyes at all!

This thing seemed not to trigger his senses, make any sound, emit any smell, produce any vibration, or reflect any light.

It's right there, right in front of your eyes, but you can't feel it.

Touch detected something unknown, followed by smell. The air was filled with an indescribable, sweet, rotten seawater-like odor.

After the sense of smell came the sense of hearing. A Jingjing, almost sacred feeling, like death, arose in Brutus's heart from the sound of waves gently lapping against the rocks.

Like a wanderer who has been away from home for decades, finally hearing the clamor of his hometown.

The world has changed. It's as if the Large Dungeon of the cultivation era around us has inexplicably faded away. The land beneath our feet is no longer scorched, but a damp beach. The mountains before us are no longer Burn, but an endless sea.

The sky was gray, the sea was gray, and the sand was gray. A fisherman's hut stood on the shore, its thatched roof torn and tattered by the wind.

A small, orange lamp stubbornly shone on the windowsill inside the room. A dark figure stood in the doorway, his face obscured, and slowly raised his hand, beckoning to Brutus.

The scent of home, the smell of the sea— Brutus recalled his hometown—a place that seemed like a dark seabed, filled with the stench of blood and death.

Brutus couldn't help but start walking.

Towards the direction of the Ye Zizhen.

Ye Zizhen restoring her own condition when she sensed Brutus walking straight towards her, even removing the black cloth covering his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ye Zizhen asked, already sensing that something was amiss.

Brutus didn't speak. Suddenly, a pale figure emerged from Ye Zizhen's body, tearing open her Ye Zizhen cavity. Her ribs flipped open like a mahogany door that had been pushed open, covered with dirty posters.

Bright red internal organs throbbed inside, and the figure had squeezed out from between these organs, spreading its arms.

The Ye Zizhen become fragments of the people.