The Dragon Centipede occupied by Gao Ming's will intertwined the rules of dreamscapes and Grotesques, pierced through the fate of all living beings, and descended into the mortal world, stabbing into the blurred figure like a dagger.
Nothing in the mortal world seemed capable of hurting it. The Grotesque Rules were canceled out by people's prayers for peaceful, normal lives, and the threads of dreamscapes tangled with fate. But no one expected characters to light up in the Dragon Centipede's eyes, or patterns like Dragon Scales to grow across its enormous body. Its speed abruptly increased, and it briefly broke free of the Fate Threads binding it. Fangs brimming with hatred snapped at the blurred figure's heart.
A gash opened in the blurred figure's chest. It did not look at the Dragon Centipede right before it, but slowly turned amid the prayers of all living beings to gaze at the hospital in the mortal world.
The dagger pierced her heart. As her life ebbed away, Liu Yi leaned against the partition of the stall, as though she had fallen asleep.
Snowflakes fell from the wound over the heart, filling the sky. One by one, the mortal world's leaf veins withered, and the prayers of all living beings gave way to fear and unease. The blurred figure tried to disperse, only to be swallowed whole by the Dragon Centipede!
The barrier around the mortal world shattered with a thunderous crash. Countless nightmares fought with fate over every lifeline. Gao Ming discovered that the Fate Threads wrapped around him were falling away. The blurred figure's hold over him had greatly weakened, yet his rules could now attack it.
He gave it no further thought. This was a fight to the death in which he could not yield an inch. In a frenzy,