Zangzhou Has Its Eye on Me? Sorry, I Have a Work Badge

The Bone Portal collapsed.

After that withered palm had its Causality severed, the remaining ashes had not even hit the ground before the crimson-gold Blood Veins in the passage absorbed them clean.

The insect swarm was gone.

The bells were gone.

The Shepherd's projection had also been cut off.

Yet no one dared to breathe.

Because the truly deadly thing was still watching them.

That Black Single Eye hung behind the collapsed area, its Nine White Rings rotating slowly.

It did not speak.

Nor did it need to.

Under its gaze, every stray sound vanished from the passage.

Tie Tu lay sprawled on the ground, half his face pressed against the True God Tissue Membrane. He did not even have the strength to curse.

Canaan knelt on one knee, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth onto the ground, where it was immediately absorbed by the walls of the passage.

The Black-Lipped Cultivator was even more straightforward. She lay flat on the ground and did not dare raise her head.

They all understood one thing.

The Shepherd had been purged.

Next, it would be their turn—the stowaways.

Informants?

Witnesses?

What a joke.

In the eyes of the True God Immune System, outsiders came in only two kinds.

Purged.

Awaiting purge.

Yang Yu stood beside the Stone Tablet, one hand still pressed against the Vertical Scar.

He did not move.

Zangzhou's Single Eye turned halfway.

The first White Ring swept through the passage.

Canaan's protective Law went out on the spot.

A fine crack split the Blood-Colored Bead in Tie Tu's arms with a crisp crack.

The Gray-Silk Emblem on the skinny old man's body curled into a ball by itself, like an insect playing dead.

The White Ring continued sweeping.

It passed over Yang Yu.

Then stopped.

The air