Schemes IV

Splat.

A strange sound, like something breaking through water, rippled out.

Zhang Rongfang's eyes lit up. He had already burst out of the spatial passage and entered a barren planet, pale white from end to end, its entire surface an ocean of lava.

The sky was White Pupil, filling his entire field of vision.

The land was gone, vanished, leaving only white magma that had long since melted away.

The temperature in the air had soared to tens of thousands of degrees. At such heat, almost nothing could survive.

Black mist coiled around Zhang Rongfang's body. Temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees naturally meant nothing to him.

His purpose in coming this time was to seek out a great number of yin souls on other planets.

But under such conditions, how was he supposed to find any powerful yin souls?

After pondering for a moment, he extended one hand, and a faint black-red glow lit up in his palm.

"Since that's the case, this world is beyond saving anyway. Then..."

In an instant, the black-red light in his palm violently twisted and swelled.

With a thunderous tearing sound.

Centered on Zhang Rongfang, a massive ring of red light abruptly spread through the surrounding space.

The red light was like ripples on water, rapidly sweeping in all directions.

Everything it passed was dyed red.

Magma, air, even space itself, the Heavenly Light cast down by White Pupil—everything was instantly stained red.

The red ripples expanded at increasing speed, faster and faster.

Their diameter grew from several hundred kilometers to several thousand, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, until they covered this entire unfamiliar planet, slightly smaller than the planet where Great Ling stood.

In just twelve minutes.

This planet, which had originally turned white and was on the verge