At this moment, the White Sun defied description. As it crossed the vast sky, it exuded a brutal aura, like a trapped beast from the Nine Hells. Wu Hen could clearly feel its immense malice. It meant to turn heaven and earth into a prison of hell, imprisoning and tormenting forever anyone who tried to escape!
It was here...
Su Li had called the White Sun the Great Terror Evil Sun from the very beginning.
Now the Great Terror Evil Sun was attacking!
It was like a ruler who laid down the laws of heaven and earth, enraged that tiny, mortal ants would dare escape its grasp. Its boundless fury made the sky collapse and the land shatter.
For an instant, Wu Hen felt as if he had violated the laws of heaven and been punished by the Celestial Court with a sentence that transcended the mortal world!
"I thought our lives weren't worth making it show itself. I overestimated Zai Wu's restraint." Su Li stared at the Evil Sun flying over the mountains and rivers.
"It's called Zai Wu? Is it really the sun?" Wu Hen asked.
"Wu Hen, remember this: the truly powerful beings in the Desolate Dust always remain behind the scenes. Zai Wu is a cautionary example. By exposing its manifestation in a moment of rage today, it has doomed itself to never endure for long in the Desolate Dust!" Su Li's voice grew heavier and colder.
Wu Hen listened carefully.
But was there any point in remembering now?
At last, a sun that blotted out the sky engulfed everything above them. Its blinding evil radiance pierced Wu Hen's eyes, keeping him from seeing the Great Terror Evil Sun's true form. All he could make out were strands of Evil Silk hanging down from the heavens!
The Evil Silk was densely packed, as if it were all that existed in this world. Only after everything turned crimson and the true face of the Evil Soil was exposed could he barely make them out!
The thickest strands stretched toward the horizon, toward the Evil City.
One strand had even reached into the train. Like an electromagnetic wave, it passed through obstacles and pierced the roof, lifting someone lying in a pool of blood inside one of the carriages.
The strand moved.
Little by little, it drifted toward the front of the train.
Inside the carriage, it was as if another marionette had appeared.
At last, the thing dangling from the Evil Silk emerged. It was the blood-soaked boy!
The boy walked to the front of the train and stared at the three of them with an unnervingly strange gaze. There wasn't a trace of life in him. He looked more like a cursed puppet.
"My master commands me to tell you in a way you can understand..." The boy's mouth opened stiffly, his words pronounced in a painfully unnatural way.
"Once clever ants escape the maze of Human Painting, their fate is always to be crushed!"
He looked down on them, arrogant and untouchable.
The White Sun above didn't even deign to speak directly with these tiny insects. Instead, it had sent a dead puppet to deliver its message.
Anger flashed in Su Li's eyes. She had traveled through the Desolate Dust for many years, and rarely encountered a being of Heavenly Radiance so vile and narrow-minded.
You could practically feel its smug delight in trampling all living things, simply because it was Heavenly Radiance!
"I despise what you've done today!" Su Li said coldly. Unlike others, she didn't beg for mercy. Instead, she spoke with unwavering dignity.
"To me, there is no true death in the Desolate Dust. I may survive in a more wretched, more humiliating form, but no matter how low my soul falls, no matter how many tribulations I suffer or how many years pass, I, Su Li, swear that I will trample a despicable, shameless thing like you into oblivion!"
Even with a god above her head,
even as insignificant as a speck of dust in this otherworld,
Su Li's formidable will shone with a soul-light that illuminated the heavens. Her amber eyes were no longer those of an ordinary person. Yet her mortal body kept her supreme soul from revealing itself completely!
Of the three, Yang Qin had long since fainted.
She was the most mundane creature in the Desolate Dust, not even worthy of witnessing Wu Zai's true form. Under such overwhelming pressure, her mind was slowly melting even as she lay unconscious. It wouldn't be long before she was no different from the walking dead scattered across the earth.
Wu Hen, too, lacked a sufficiently high level of soul-meaning. As an Awakened, he had crossed the threshold of witnessing Wu Zai's true form, but an evil power was crawling across his eyeballs.
It was as if evil buds had sprouted from the nerves inside his pupils. They were rapidly spreading along the optic nerves toward Wu Hen's brain, gradually tightening a natural strangulation hold around it!
"Heh heh heh~~~~~~~"
The dead puppet boy let out a bizarre, utterly unnatural laugh.
Clearly, Wu Zai was mocking and tormenting the living. The evil spirits born from its Evil Soil shared this taste, which naturally came from their true master, Wu Zai!
One by one, strands of Evil Silk descended from the White Sun.
They slipped easily through the roof of the train, but when they pierced Su Li's head, it was as if they were drilling into her skull!
Another strand landed on Wu Hen's head. It bored through his scalp and greedily burrowed into his brain...
Su Li knew she couldn't escape her fate. She showed no trace of fear or submission to the White Sun, but seeing Wu Hen about to become one of the filthy evil spirits of this Evil Soil filled her with bitter anguish.
Her body released powerful soul-light, but her prisonlike flesh locked it away, leaving her able only to scream in agony.
"Sorry, I couldn't protect you..." Su Li could no longer make a sound, but she kept her eyes on Wu Hen, struggling to form the words without a voice.
Wu Hen hadn't lost consciousness. He looked back at Su Li and saw in her amber eyes a tenderness and sincerity that surpassed everything.
"Aunt, you're wrong again..." Wu Hen could still speak. He said to Su Li, "The only one in this world you can trust isn't just Yuan You."
Su Li was family, someone he could trust completely in this otherworld!
How could he let her suffer like this?
His heart burned like a raging fire. Wu Hen slowly raised his head, no longer yielding to that arrogant, crushing force!
The evil buds in his pupils suddenly stopped growing and spreading. A more overbearing, more sacred substance began to shine in his eyes, like dazzling lightning in the pitch-black night!
Beyond his pupils, the same miraculous substance shone from Wu Hen's body, skin, blood vessels, bones, and organs, transforming his mortal flesh in an instant!
With his head held high and chest thrust out, Black Miracle lightning suddenly flared within Wu Hen, between his shoulder blades. Through his translucent body, this Black Miracle substance looked like a Death Sword!
A layer of Black Void inexplicably enveloped him. Even the blood-red world revealed by Wu Zai seemed to be swallowed by it!
Su Li felt the endless energy of annihilation and was shaken to her core. When she looked at Wu Hen again, she found she could no longer make out his figure...
Behind his ethereal silhouette, a towering black miracle abruptly appeared over the mountain range, as astonishing as a Divine Heavenly Manifestation!
"Ah!!!!!!!"
Wu Hen felt that burning sensation in his right arm again. It wasn't burning him; it seemed to be guiding him.
In that instant, Wu Hen remembered what he had pulled down from the firmament at the cliff in Jue Town!
And so Wu Hen tried to pull it out once more!
As Wu Hen clenched his right hand and slowly drew it out through the Black Void, the blood-red firmament suddenly split in a way that seemed utterly unreal!
The blood-red sky lay below, but above it was another layer of black sky. From within that darkness, a Black Miracle Death Sword was suddenly drawn forth—the towering figure reflected over the mountains was no more than its shadow!
"Be annihilated!" Wu Hen felt the boundless sword intent in the heavens. He swung his clenched hand toward the White Sun above!
The White Sun, which had descended into the mortal world, was like a startled bird. It snapped every strand of Evil Silk and fled beneath the horizon in a panic!
But the Black Miracle Death Sword's fall was meant to annihilate this vast, fragile world of the Desolate Dust. What difference did it make if the Evil Sun fled beyond the horizon? The horizon itself would vanish!
Wu Zai was already crossing the heavens in an instant. The celestial miracle, which seemed to descend so slowly to the naked eye, plunged down. Yet beneath the Black Void, time itself seemed frozen, locked in place...
Along the coast, the vast Demon Sea boiled away.
In the Living City, countless skyscrapers vanished like a heap of data codes.
All things and all life in the Evil Soil were being unmade!
Suddenly, a sunlike divine creature fell without warning, crashing into the center of the city as it crumbled into ruins!
The next instant, a vast black miracle impaled the solar creature, driving it through the earth at the boundary between land and sea. It pinned the creature in the heart of this coastal Evil City!
Blood spread, surging through the entire city.
Countless evil spirits crumbled into dust in the scorching Black Void radiating from the Black Miracle. Even the Midnight Mass inside the nest at the train station, nearly ten kilometers away, was wiped out.
They dissolved in the Black Void, like mold being cleansed from the world!
There were still many people clinging to life in the Evil City.
They understood that escape was meaningless against such power. The survivors and all other creatures could only lie prostrate.
Among them was the burly leader of the Black Shirt Organization. He stared in disbelief at the endless ruins and wasteland, at the ash and dust billowing through the sky...
His entire understanding of the world was being overturned—the White Sun had been slain!
The sun was dead!
Their sun had been killed!
What kind of being could trample their White Sun faith into oblivion like this?!
A recommendation: check out the new book by the great urban fantasy author Lao Shi.
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