"The God of Life would hand Order over to the Soul Screamer. Once that was done, the Soul Screamer had to find a way to pull the God of Life completely out of the jaws of death. Otherwise, the Soul Screamer would surely die alongside the God of Life."
—The God of Life hadn't handed Order over to the Soul Screamer. Instead, it had given it to Gu Qingshan.
So the latter half of the Divine Pact couldn't be activated.
On the battlefield, the two gods let out furious, desperate roars.
They finally understood. They'd been tricked!
—And by a few puny worms, no less!
But there was nothing they could do. Trapped in a life-or-death struggle, they had no time for anything else and could only keep fighting the Black Coffin that had appeared.
Elsewhere.
In a certain part of the Void Turbulence.
A Black Umbrella and a Flower Umbrella rested side by side.
They were already far from the battlefield, and everyone had stopped there for a brief rest.
With a trembling hand, Zhang Yinghao lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. He muttered to himself,
"I've been through more life-or-death situations than most people could imagine. Who'd have thought the most perilous one wouldn't involve an assassination, but a con?"
Ye Feili wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and asked Gu Qingshan, "Did you get it?"
"I did."
Gu Qingshan showed them a card.
Its center was completely blank, with not a thing on it, yet it was surrounded by endless starlight.
"So we did it?" Lola asked.
"Yes." Gu Qingshan nodded. "This card is the only hope for the Nine Hundred Million Layer World, and we finally got it."
In the void before his eyes, lines of glowing text still hovered.
They'd