Blood Pearl World Returned to Peace; Profound Light Sect Disciples Returned to the Flying Vessel

In an instant.

Everyone in the world suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

Some people even began to shed tears without realizing it.

It felt as though they had lost something.

"The rules are gone!"

In a great city, a young man instinctively looked up. The information that should have displayed the rules was gone.

Gone!

It was really gone!

"What's going on? Could the formation have broken?"

"I have a bad feeling about this. Something major must have happened."

"Could the rules have changed again? Damn it, how could this happen?"

"Ah, troubled times, troubled times indeed."

"Emperor Chen must have angered the heavens. This is heaven's retribution."

Amid the chaotic streets, people kept clamoring.

Some even spoke outright treasonous words.

The next moment, they were taken away by patrolling soldiers.

Never mind whether the emperor was tyrannical—you were the one losing your head.

Without that ancient exotic treasure, the entire world became a mess.

Without predictions, how were they supposed to live tomorrow?

No one had ever imagined that such rules would one day suddenly vanish.

After all, their fathers and forefathers had lived by these rules for generations.

The habit seemed branded into their bodies; it could not be cast off at all.

In a courtyard.

Zhang Wei had just finished modifying an ordinary person. As he stepped out of the room, he raised his head toward the sky.

He seemed to have guessed something.

For factions like theirs that could sail the Old Sea, they knew far more than the natives.

Special worlds generally contained exotic treasures, or special objects and people.

Once those disappeared, it meant the special world would fall from its original extraordinary status.

Zhang Wei's brows furrowed deeply.

They had come here to study the population of a special world, but now