The world fell into dead silence; even breathing and heartbeats vanished.
In the darkness, pure white flowers bloomed.
In the blink of an eye, the ruined, collapsing shadowy cavern became a heavenly kingdom. Countless flowers grew from the earth, the cracks in the rocks, the vaulted ceiling, and amidst the debris, blooming with such splendor.
But why was there no joy or delight to be felt?
Even though everything before their eyes had become dreamlike and fantastical, what surged up from the depths of their spines now was nothing but uncontrollable shock and terror.
Oxygen, gravity, soil, nutrients, water, Spiritual Substance... everything once familiar rapidly vanished. Other than those pure white flowers, nothing remained.
Cluster after cluster, the flowers grew from the ground, completely swallowing the entire world.
They did not even spare their own master!
Flower after flower sprouted from within Ji Jue's wreckage as well, taking root in steel and machinery, drawing out everything and converting it into themselves. Everything different from themselves was erased entirely!
"I'll be going on ahead."
Ji Jue's shattered face rose from the flowers. He grinned and waved goodbye. "You guys do your best."
Bang!
His skull burst apart, his smile crumbled, and flowers blossomed from the cracks, swallowing him completely.
At that instant, it seemed as though singing sounded in the distance—faint, distant, and cold, like the final lingering echo reverberating through a lonely world. When a wind from nowhere howled past, countless petals rose and drifted down in a sweeping shower. A blurred side profile seemed to emerge from the rain of flowers, stepping atop that shattered skull, glancing back at them with an indifferent look.
At this moment—no, even before this—Pang Lu had already been drenched in sweat.
His overly acute senses had instead become a burden.
When malice as